Indiana American. [volume] (Brookville, Ind.) 1833-1861, 1857-09-04
LOVE IN A PRINT q OFFICE

experienced the truth of the observa'
tion; being now perfectly convinceo
that the flower of love eau never
bloom in the midst Of type, cases and
printing ink.
1t was my fortune once TO soiOurn
for a few days in the village OF -
Directly opposite the office was q
pretty white cottage with a rosc-bush
clambering around the easement, and
| was not long in making the dis
coyery that the aforesaid cottage
with the rose shaded window, con.
tanned fair inmate, flower whose
beauty outshone the roses that cluster
ed around the window. She was tho
belle Of the village. Her name was
Mary-sweet poetic Mary. l have 9
passion for the name Of Mary.
1t was a beautiful summer morning
and had raised the window TO admil
the breeze from the flower deckec
fields, and it was not long before
perceived the cottage window was
also hoIsted, and sweet little Mary
was busily engaged with her needle
/ worked but little that morning
Ny eyes constantly wandered TOWARD
the cottage window where little MARY
sat, and all kinds Of strange iamiasti,
notions whirled through my fancy
lightened my brain, and j began K
think / felt u slight touch of what tn,
poets call love, sliding in at one cor.
ner Of my heart.
A few days passed away and chance
made me acquainted with Mary
Oh she was sweet creature she
had form that would have shameo
the famous Venus de Medical cheel,
that outhushed the richest peach, and
a lip that would have tempted a bee
from its hive on frosty morning,
thought as gazed ON her in mute
admiration, that / had never looked
on one SO exquisitely beautiful. She
seemed the embodiment OF every.
thing lovely and bewitching. Well,
time passes on, and one day Mary
expressed "a desire to visit the print
ing office. "Good, y thought /, "what
a chance! I'll have a kiss there--yes
there in the midst of the implements
of mine art; why shouldn't I?n--Love
in printing oifice-ohl There was
something original in that, and
resolved to try it at all hazards.
Well Mary came TO the office and
| explained TO her the use of various
implements OF the black art--the
press and roller, the ink and the
stands and the boxes of the A b C's.
j took an opportunity to snatch her
pretty white hand she drew il back
knocking stickfull of matter into
"pi.'
II must have kiss for that my
pretty one, said /, and at il / went.
| managed to twist my arm around
her waist, and in struggling to free
herself, she upset u galley of editorial
a long article on the Oregon ques.
tion.
Nothing daunted, | made at her
again. This time | was more sue.
cessful, for | obtained kiss. BY St.
Paul it was sweet one, and that
little witch bore il like martyr
she never screamed once; but rs
raised my lips from hers she lifted
her delicate little hand, and gave me
q box on my ears that made me see
more stars than was ever viewed by
Herschell through his big telescope.
Somewhat nettlcd, and my check
smartng with pain, / seized her
waist, and said
" well, IL you don't like it, Just take
back the kiss.
She made II desperate struggle, aud
az she ierkcd herself from my arms.
her foot struck the lyc pot, and over
IL went Another galley of editorial
was sprinkled over the floor; aud In
her efforts 10 reach the door her foot
slipped and she fell. and in her efforts
90 sustain herself, her hnnd-her lily
white hand--thc same little hand
that cnme IN contact with my enrs-
oh horrible = was stuck up 10 the
elbow in ink. Shndcs Of Franklin /
She slowly drew IL from the kcR,
with ink and asked me what
nse | made with That tar2 ! began
to be seriously alarmed, and apollo.
gised In tho best monncr | could,
and 20 my surprise she seemed 10 be
more pleased than angry-but there
was u lurking devil In her eye, that
Iold me there vaa mischief nnoat.
As stood surveying the black cover.
ng Of her hand scarcely able %
suppress n laugh nc its strange
she quickly raised 10
IN high and brought II down kerslap
ipon my cheek Before | could re.
over from my surprise the same
little hand had again descended, and
eff ItS inky imprint on my other
heck.
"Why Mary exclaimed, "what
lrc YOU about2
- think you told me you rolled
nix ON the face of the form, she |
'eplled with n loud laugh, and agnIn
ier hand lit upon taking me n
,road slap Ia the middle Of my com.
enancc, most wonderfully bedaubIng
ny eyes. With q light step and n
merry peal Of laughter, she skipped
through the door She turned back |
when beyond my loaoh, aud her
'ogulSh ihcc pecrlng through the
doorway, shouted
" say, Charley, what kind of n
'ollcr does my hand mukc2"
aOh sald ], "you take too much
nix
Ilal hal7 she luugIed, nwoll
rood bye Charley that's my imprcs
ion.
went 90 the glnsr md surveyed
myself for moment, and verify
,elIoyo that ] could have passed for
! tiuinea niggcr without the slightest
linlculty, And so, said ! 10 my.
elf, this Is love IN printing Office,
Ihn daVil flV nWuV with auph 1--we