Columbia Democrat and Bloomsburg general advertiser. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1850-1866, 1857-10-31
BLOOMSBURY, COLUMBIA COUNTY, PA, SATURDAY,

struggling to free herself, she upset galley
Of editorial, long article on the Oregon
question. Nothing daunted, | made at
her again. This time was more success
full, for I obtained kiss. By St. Paul !
it was sweet one, and the little witch
bore it like a martyr, she never screamed
once; but as | raised my lips from hers,
she lifted her delicate little hand, and gave
me box on the ears that made me see
more stars than ever were viewed by Her
schel thro' his big telescope. Somewhat
nettled, and my cheeks smarting with pain,
I again seized her waist and said, "Well,
if you don't like it just take back the kiss"
She made desperate struggle and as she
jerked herself from my arms, her foot
struck the leypot, and over it went A
mother gallye of, editorial was sprinkled
over the floor, and in her efforts to reach
the door, her foot slipped and abe fell and
in the effort to sustain herself, her hand
lilly-white hand--the same little hand that
had come in contact with my ears -eh,
horrible was stuck up to the elbow in
the ink keg. Shade of Franklin what q
change came overtahe beauty of that hand
She slowly drew it from the kcg, dripping
with ink, and asked me what use made
ofthe tar ! Ibegan to be seriously alarmed,
and apologizcd in the best manner I
could, and to my surprise she seemed rather
pleased than angry ; but there was mis-
chief aaoat As 1 stood surveying the
black covering of her 'hand scarcely able
to suppress laugh at its strange meta
morphasis, she quickly raised it on high,
and brought it down skier slap upon my
che ek Before l could recover frop. my
surprise, the same little hand had again
descended, and again left its inkyIimprint
on my check,
"Why, Mary" exclaimed, "what are
you about"
81 think you told me ySu rolled ink on
the face OF the FORM" with loy9 laugh,
and again her hand bit upon my face, ia.
king me broad slap in the very middle
of my coun'enancc, and most wofully be
daubing my eyes. With step and a
merry peal oflaughter, she skipped through
the door. She turned back when beyond
my reach, and with her roguish face peering
in at the door way, shouted back.
81 say, Charley, what kind Of roller
does my hand make!
."Qh," said 1, "you take too much ink"
"Ha ha !" she laughed, "well good bye
Charley that's my impression, ha ha ~
went to the glass and surveyed my
self for moment, and verify believe
could have passed for Guinea neG
without the slightest difficulty.
"And SO, saia l to myself this is love
in printing Office. The devil fly away
with such love-"
The next morning when the editor came
to the office, Il rather calculate" he found
Things httle topsy turVy' however, ina
made no difference to me-lor "mizzled
long before daylight.
l bore marks of the scenes for many o
day, and now whenever see lady entel
a printing Office, l think of little Mary, and
keep my eye OH the ink keg-and though
she were as beautiful as Hebe, l woult
not venture to touch her with ten foot
pole.
Talk about love;i in a boudoir--love OF
a spring seat sofa-love by moonlight
starlight, lamplight or any other kind o
light, and am with your heart aud sou
but pray you by the ghost of Faust
never to talk to me about lovc in Print
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