Juliet signal. [volume] (Juliet [i.e. Joliet], Ill.) 1844-1???, 1864-11-29
'ollst slsnsl Rat., :ef Advsf,ls.I
lsoB PR NJ ~.


1t is pheasant to meet cid friends. bue
sexeeedingly trying 70 meet an old sweet.
heart, lavender 10 not more trying to
the eOuplezio1 Of . brunette.
Twas in LIES early forecocn that you
knew her. when existence wore nice clothes,
dyed in the establishment Of The rainbow.
You quoted poetry to her By the hear,
took moonlight stroIls and drives, and que
ted various little thiL gs addressed to niEhrG
luminary BY the poets, which yon found
in the Dictionary Of Posticsl Quotuiions,P
and committed to memory after hours az
painful study.
She was 10 raptures, aud said yeu Asd
sHeh a nenory-you remenbsted svsrys
thing you read.
You wore Byronical collars n theSa
days, Cultivated . raven meustaahe, for
which yen YES ipdsbted to he kaif-dybr,
I 1psot Foo7 desI.of tine on yoar hair.
BE- -. J. ~ q y Intl sd No1 r1|'t'1
! given 70 GIG snd water. a,
Sweetheart used to ehfds yo1 for Ihe
latter habit, but it was evident 70 you thaS
you wouldn't be half the romantic hero
that yon vas, without q little dissipation,
60 you never got a medal
You wrote unuttsrabls poetry In her al
bum, and gave her your miniatars In
crimson velvet csss. You dreamed away
hOurs in building atmospheric sssstEy
seats, IN which your sWssthsarts and y6G
were the only residents, with nothing to Do
but wander amid foWsry paths and qustS
from those impractical writer's styled posk.
Years have outstretehea their shadoWy
wings between
You didn't marry sweetheart somehow,
and love with lite stern realities drove all
thoughts Of her from your mind.
You are brought together again unex-
peetedlys and memory, expert telegraph
| operator that sbe is, puts yo1 in instent
communicating with Older times, SWeet-
heart hss faded Of course, 90 have you. Al
| you doH your hat 10 salutstiOn, VOC fesd q
| surprise in Der look, and then you remens
| Der that your hair don't curl any mora
the cares Of life have plsved ferroWs ir
| yGur '6recian forehead, Gs she delighted
once to call it. and time, with his scythe
has moved away quite q clearing On the
top,of your head. You haveu't an empty
hair-dye bottle even, to remind her Of
the raven monstache OF other DAYS, and
your sandy beard needs trimming sadly,
Sweetheart laughs at some poorly executed
Joke, tshost Of that once captivating viz, !
and you perceive she has front toOth
gone, and you never noticed bsore that shs
/ bad such houeiy profile.
You are suddenly and forcibly remind
ed that timsis 'On the wing and yOu ars
growing old.
Sweetheart iat.odases her husband 70
you, and tells bin with litter, (which is .
painful carieaturs of her giriish laugh,
once so musicarnod faeinating, you com.
pared it tp'the dipping of plant willows in
1-the waterfall, don't you renem berfl that
you are 40 cid beau? 3
1 Then returning to you, she eooiy In.
quires: - 81 =
Do you love poetry as much as you ever
Poetry i.stnf! You put your hEhd an
the Tribune almanac and afirm thgt Won
had not read lire Of poetry for very many
years.
During the day you 60 about your bu.l.
ness in a wondering manner. The old
days come back again, and you live in the
past.
Won 90 bone. and ne prsssass % ,,o,
family, not at al visionary or unreal, dis
pels the substantial visions eouiured bv
suddenly aud unexpectedly meeting an Cd
sweetheart