Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1862-05-24
Love in Q Printing O6eo.

printing Office was no place for love making.
and have since experienced the truth Of the
expression; being now perfectly convinced
that the flower Of love can never bloom in the
midst Of type. cases and and printing ink.
1t was my fortune once to sojoum for few
days in the village Of -. Directly oppo-
site the Office was . pretty white cottage,
with a rose bush clamberipg around the case
ment, and was not long in making discov-
cry that the aforesaid cottage with the rose
shaded window contained q fair inmate-a
flower whose beauty outsbOne the roses that
clustered around the window. She was the
belle Of the village. Her name was Mary
sweet poetic Mary. have passion for the
name Of Mary.
1t was beautiful Summer morning, and I
had raised the window to admit the breeze
from the Aower-decked fields, and it was not
long ere perceived the cottage window was
also hoistcd, and the sweet little Mary was
sitting busily engaged with her needle. /
worked but little that morning. My eyes
constantly wandered toward where little Mary
sat- and all sorts of strange, fantastic notions
whirled through my brain, and I began to
think felt light touch of what the poets
call love, sliding in at one corner of my heart.
A few days passed away, and chance made
me acquainted with Mary. Oh! she was a
sweet creature; she had a form that would
have shamed the famous Venus dc Medici-a
cheek that outhushed the richest peach, and
lip that would have tempted a bco from its
hive on frosty morning. thought as l
gazed on her in mute admiration that / had
never before looked at one so exQuisitely
beautiful. She seemed the embodiment Of
everything lovely and bewitching Will,
time passed on. and one day Mary expressed a
desire to visit the printing Office. "Good,"
thought l, "what chance! I'll have n kiss
there-yes, there, in the very midst Of the
implements of mine art-why shouldn't 7"
Love in a printing Office! Oh! there was
something original about that and resolved
to try it at all hazards.
Well, Mary came to the Office, and l cx-
planned to her the use of various implements
Of the black art-the press, the roller, the ink,
and the stands, and the boxes Of the A b C's.
took an opportunity to snatch her pretty
little white hand she drew it back, knock
ing stickful of matter into "pi."
Il must have kiss for that, my pretty
one," said !. and at it went. managed to
get my arm around her waist, and in strug-
Cling to FREQ herself, she upset a galley Of ed
itorial, long article on the Oregon question.
Nothing daunted, made at her again.
This time l was moro successful, for l OBJ
tained kiss. BY Saint Paul, it was sweet
one. and that little witch bore it like martyr;
che never screamed once. But as l raised
my lips from hers, she raised her delicate lit
tie hand and gave me box on the cars that
made me see more stars than were ever viewed
by Herschel, through his big telescope.
Somewhat nettled. and my check smarting
with pain, / 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 lye pot. and over it went. Another gal
Icy Of editorial was sprinkled over the floor,
and in trying to reach the door. her foot
slipped and she fell; and in her efforts to sus-
tain herself. her hand-her lily.white hand
the same little hand that came in contact
with my ears-oh, horrible Twas stuck up to
the elbow in ink Shades Of Franklin
She slowly drew it from tho keg. dripping
with ink. and asked what use made Of that
tar. l began to be seriously alarmed and ap-
pologized in the best manner could, and to
my surprise she seemed more pleased than
angry but there was lurking devil in her
eye that told me there was mischief ailoat.
A stood surveying the black covering Of
her hand. scarcely able to suppress laugh At
the strange nstamoEphosis. she quickly raised
il on high and broue eht It down kssalsp upon
nv cheek. Before ! could receiver from sur
prise. the same little haad ha1 again dsseead-
I'd. and lslt ito inky inPsint q ~ chr
cheek.
why. Mary" exclaimed. what azs yes
Il think yos told N yea rolled isk .. ~
fhce e he losn." - seplis1 viii . lssa
iasgh. and seaia ~ Assd + uPee ne-~ak-
ing ne . hsoaA slsP in IL oidale Il ~
laughter shs skiPpsd tissseh ths doss. Shs
sssssd back vhs. beyesa ~ .sseh. and ~
rguish face Psuisg thsssgh tas doorway.
shouted:
Il say. Ch.rhy. What Kind 4 . rsl'sr dos
my hand make r.
~Oh." said !, yoa TAXA No. nacA ink."
"Hal ha!" - ls.ghsd. vel. god by&
Cha3sy. thaA's ny iaPssssisa-"
wsst 70 the glass ana surveyed 1yss6
Sor . neasut. ed l vssily bslievs tist I
coulA havs pansd Sor 0uisea nigyss. viah-
ous tAe stgfaest li9csly.
.Asd scs" saia v nyssk. '.this i lsvs IL
ap.iasias e8ea Ths asva ~ away ~ith
sch i've"
The next asmisg. whsa she sdiAsr eaos 70
ths ekce. l nahsr ealssln1s - esssa shiaQ .
lissls topsy tusvy. Aswevss: thae nads -
dilTerrscs to 1e. ios l had aisslsd bef~c
daylight. l ban TIE uazks e slas sesns
many day. and now .hea 80 = ~ -
tsring printing o1icc. ! shink e GGfls Nay.
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