Dallas herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1849-1873, 1856-08-09
Love in a Printing Ohlee.

| once heard an old Jour remark that print
ing office was 70 place for loSe,maklng. aud
| have since experienced the truth Of his OBJ
seryalion; being row convinced that the How
er Of love cannot bloom in the midst Of types,
stands aud printing ink.
| Ii was my fortune once 10 soloum lew
days in the village of -. Directly oPpo'
site the office, was pretty white cottage, with
a rose bush elGmbering round the oaseinen''
and was not long in making the discovery
that the aforesaid white cottage with the rose
shaded windows. contained fair inmaie-a
flower whose bloom far ourshone the roses that
clustered roand The window. She was III
lie, boe.eyed looking creature oI sixteen sum
meIs. Her nams was Mary-sweei, poetic
I Mary.
have poetic passion Tor the name OF
Mary. III
Itwas beautiful Summer morning aud !
/ had raised the window 10 admit the cool air
| from the iloweT.iecked fields, and il was not
long before perceived that the cottage win
dow was also hosted, and that sweet little
Mary was seated near H. basily engaged with
her needle. Ny eyes constantly wandered
towards the cottage window where little Mary
sai, and all sorts Of strange fantastic notions
whrlod through my lancy.lish,ed buin, and !
began 70 think hat felt slight touch oi
what the poets coll love sliding in at one cor
ner of my heart.
i few DAYS passed nwny, and opportunc
chance made me acquainted with Mary. She
was sweet creature she lind n form that
would have s,Omed the famous Venus de Me-
dic cheek that would have ou,.blushed the
ripest peach; and lip that Would have tempt.
ed bee from his hive on a frosty morning.
| thought, us gazed on her in mute admira-
,ion, that had never gn2ed on one so exqV-
si,ey beautiful. She seemed the embodiment
Of nll thu, is lovely and bcwi,ching. Well,
time passed on, and Mary expressed wish 10
visl, the printing office. OH thought ], what
a chance! I'll do it there in the very midst
of mine art. Why shouldn't p? Love in a
printing oifice-eh? There was something
original in that, and so resolved 10 Try it at
all events Mary came TO the office, and
explained tc her the various implements Of
the black art-,hc ink, stands, and the boxes
OF \ BC's. took an opportunity 10 snatch
her lilly hand, and she drew it back knocking
stick full of matter into pl!
81 must have a kiss for that my pretty one"
SAID !, and at it went. nianaPed to twist
10 free herself, she upset a galley OF editorial
"a long article on the Kansas question:
Nothing daunted, malle at her again. This
time, was more successful, for obtained
kiss. II was n sweet one, and the little witch
bore it like martyr, she only screamed once:
but as lifted my head from hers, she lifted
her delicate little hand and gave me box on
the ear that made me see more stars than
were ever viewed by Herschel through his tel.
escope.
Somewhat neted, and with my cheek
smarting with pain, again seized her waist
and sadi
"We'l if you don't like that, just take back
your kiss"
She made desperate struggle, and as she
jerled herself from my arms, her foot struck
the lye.pot, and over it went. Another galley
of editorial was sprinked on the floor, and in
her efforts to sustain herself, het hand--her
lilly white hand-the same that came In con:
tact with my ear---oh horrible! was stuck up
to the elbow in the ink keg! Shade of Frank
lin what change came DER the beauty Of
that hand! She slowly drew i: fr6tt the key,
dripping with ink; and asked what use made
of tar! began to be seriously alarmed. and
apologised in the best manner could, and to
my surprise, she seemed rather pleased than
angry-there was lurking smile in her eye
that told me that mischief was ahoat
AS STOOD surveying the black covering Of
her hand, scarcely able to suppress laugh at
its strange metanorphosis, she quickly raised
it on high, and quickly brought it down "ker-
slap" upon my cheek. Before cond ret5ser
from my surprise the same little hand descend
cd, and again left its free imprint upon my
other cheek.
".WHy, Mary; what are you abou,?' cx.
claimed |.
81 think you told Inc you t6lcd ink on the
face of your form" said she, laughing, and
again her hand lit on my face taking broad
slap in the middle Of my countenance, and
most wofuily bedaubing my eyes. Win :.
light step and merry peal of laughter, she
Skipped beyond my reach, and with ropuish
face pcering Mt the doorway, ne shouted, "I
say, Charlie, what sort uI roller does my
hand makc?'
"Oh, VOC .ake too much ink answered.
! "iio. na!n she laughed, "that's my impress
c,,on-good bye, Charlie, hn, hal"
went TO The glass and surveyed myself for
moment, and verify do believe | could have
passed for Guinea negro without the slight
est difficulty. Sand so," said | TO myself,
'this is love in printing office. The deuce
fly away with such love-"
" We suppose the Black Republican tick
ct will be printed Ia donelson,, thus:
FOR PRESIDENT,
chl: l. G. fret1bntl