The weekly Lancaster gazette. (Lancaster, Ohio) 1852-1855, 1854-06-29
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THE FIRsT KISS.
BY AN AMATEUR.

and a matter Of course. mean ones wife.
sweetheart, and other feminncs. that are
not kin, or blood cbnhection. That's the
sort to call kissing, and that's the sort am
going to describe.
There isa beautiful little village about "a
miles north Of New Haven, called in the
Indian tongue, Pomperany. What itmeans
In Indian don't kIow. II was not taupbt
us in the district up there, where we learn
ed our A B c's, and afterwards progressed
as far as B A BA, EER KER, BAKER; when [
was allotTed to graduate, and enter the
Youths Seminary utIer the charge of
the Rev. Mr.. Fuller. One Of my school
mates in the little place was a bright intel-
ligent boy, of the name of Walter Marshal.
| loved him, SO did every body else in the
old village. He grew up to manhood, but
not there, No; New England BOYS don't
grow up at home; before they reach man
hood they are transplanted, and are -four
ishing in all parts and ports of the known
world, wherever Yankee craft has been,
or the stars and stripes. Talk ab1at A.
mericans abroad; it is altogether too gener-
al. They are Yankees and nothing else;
the pure New England stock. Speak Of
your Virginia, your South Carolina, and
Southern States in general; where can you
find 'em? Go out into the great world;
run up to Greenland, down again to Pata-
gonia, round on the other side up to the
Russian settlements slip across to the Feiees,
touch again at Australia, pass the Straits of
Sunda, cut up to Java, in around to japan,
China, British India, visit Muscat, the Gulf
of Persia, run down the Arabian coast,
call at Mocha for cup of coffee get on
board an Arab Red Sea craft, land at Suez,
cross the desert, take look at the Pyra-
mids, ,thenshipin Marseilles steamer which
will fetch you along toward home; and who
of your countrymen have you seen in al
those different 'diggins' that you yisited?-
Seen any Southeners, any Georgians, four
Georgians, or Marylanders, or Missssip-
plans? No; you have met with none but
the genuine Simons, the real plotting, pio-
neering, peddling, push.a-head, genuine
Yankee breed. But what has this got to do
with kissing, except the Yankees are kis-
sing stock! have come back 10 New York
again to make a fresh start, after having
travelled long roundabout way.
Walter Marshall, when be reached the
age of Ia, arrived in New York from his
native village, in the destitute situation
that is frequent among the New England
boys; this is to say, he had only the usual
accompaniments of these young unAedged
chips, who afterwards make the merchants
and great men of the country, and not un-
frequently of other lands. He had little
wooden trunk, pretty well stocked with
Hum mades, and 68 cent Bible his moth
er packed in for him, fearful that he might
forget it, So New Haven city bank-bill,
and any quantity of energy, patience, per-
severance and ambition. He entered the
counting room of large mercantile house
in South street. His honesty, activity and
industry gained him many friends. Among
them was an English merchant, who had a
large commercial house in Calcutta, and a
branch at Bombay. He was in this country
on business connected with his commercial
firm in Calcutta, and did his business with
the firm Walter cleiked with, and here
the latter attracted his notice. He was Is
years ofage only, but the Bombay gentle
man fancied him, made him liberal offer
to go to India with him, which, after very
little palaver among his friends, Walter ac
cepted. New England. boys don't often
start off OH one of their excursions, without
first getting leave of absence for few days
preparatory exercise, which they spend in
going where they originally came from;
and then, having few good looks at the
weather beaten old village church, the high
old steeple, which has wonderfully reduced
in size and elevation ncethey first saw it,
to notice it, in school boy days; they must
hear the old bell ring once more, even if
they have to take a spell at the rope; then
take turn among the white grave stones,
see if there are any very green mounds,
fresh made, and if so, to ask who among
old friends have gone to his hislastresting place;
then kiss mother and sister, shake hands
with father, and the stage is at the door of
the tavern, and they are ready for start to
60 'any where
Walter went up to do, and did do all of
this; but he did not get into the stage at the
tavern. He walked down the road ahead
of the coach toward the old bridge, and told
the stage driver to wait for him at the min
ister's house-at Parson Fuller's. Mary
Fuller lived there too, for she happened to
be the parsons only daughter. She was
the merriest, loveliest little witch that ever
wore long, loose tresses Of auburn hair and
blue eyes. She was only twelve years old,
and Walter was near seventeen. She did
love him though, he was all in all to her;
he had fought her battles all through her
childish campaign, and she had no brother.
She was Walters cousin too, a sort OF halt
first cousin, for her mother had been the
half sister of Walters mother. They were
not too near related for purposes hereafter
to be named.
Poor Molly! she would have cried her
eyes out on this occasion, had it not been
that Walters phix set her ideas ofthe ri
diculous in motion, and she made merry
ten minutes as wind up to their parting
scene Three days after, Walter was in
New York; and Just four months and TWEEN
ty days farther on in Times almanac he
was making out invoices, and acting a:
corresponding clerk to the 6rm' in Bonn
bay.
shall not stop long enough to relate
how many times he went to the exhibition
of ofvenomous looking cobra de cspellos bit
ing seboys justfor fun, and to show how In