Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1865-07-06
THE REPUBLICAN.
LOVE I'M A PRINTING OFFICE.


cacc heard m old four remark that printing
othse was no place for love making, and have
sincs experienced the truth Of the expression; be-
ing perfectly convinced that the flower Of love
ca1 never bloom IN the midst Of type, cascs aud
printing ink
70 las my fortune 20 soiourn in The village
of-----. Directly opposite the Office was a prct
o. white cottage. with y rose bush cl1n,bering Il
round the easement. and vas not long in making
the discovery that the aforesaid cottage With ihe
rose SHADED sindow contained fair iamate--a
aoSer whose beauty outshone the roses that cius-
tered ar,uni the winlow. She 49, the belle OF
The village iIer name Wa Mwy. sweet, poetic,
Mari. I A1~e passion TOR the name OF
Mary.
II ga. beautiful summer morning ond | had
raised the window to admit the breeze from the
aoycr d..ckei fields, and IL was rot lsnr before
lp-rcei.ei that the cottage win low was also hois-
eel, and that s-c,t little Mary WAS sitting busily
engaged With her neeilc. | worked but liifc
that morning. NJ eyes constantly wandered TO-
ward the cottage where little NARY sat. and AL
sort. Of strange fsnc;ed notions Hhirlcd through
my brain. and began tn think felt what the
poets call love stealing in one coraer oi my
heart.
4 few dty, passed away, and chance made me
acquainted with Mary. On, she WAS sweet
creature. she had form that would have shamed
the famous Venus de Meliei-a check that out
flushed tic richest peach, and lip thu. would
h,ve tempted bee from its hive on frosty
morning thought, ~ gael on her in admira-
ton, that Ind never looked on one so exquisite
], beautiful. She seemed the embodiment OF
everything lovely and bewitching We'll, time
passed on, and one dIy Mary expressed 4 desire
~ visit the printing office
"Cood /" thought l. "what chance, III have
kiss therc-yes, there, there in the very midst
NJ the implements OF mine art-why shouldn't
II" Love in a printing Office. On. there was
something origina! III that, AMI resolved 20 nv
at all haxzirds.
Well, explained tn her the various im2e
r,.n,s of the black art-ihe press, she roller. the
;nh. The stands, the boxes Of the A C's.-l
.,ok an opportunity to snatch her pretty, little
hand; she drew il back, knocking stickiu OF
matter into "Pi-
~ must have kiss for that, my pretty one"
md At il went. ] managed 70 get mr. arm a.
round her waist, aGd in struggling to tree herself
she up.e, galley Of sdit.ridl lcng article on
The Oregon Question.
Nothing daun,cd [ na,ic at her again. This
time was more successful, for obtained
kis, BY Saint Paul, it wasa sweet one, AMI that
E,tls witch bore il like MARTYR she neverscrc
ed cnce Bu, rs raised my lips from hers, she
lined her delicate little hand and gave. me i box
on the ear that made more s-aI's tain were
ever viewed by Hcrschel. through his big tcIe-
scope Somewhat netticd. and my cheek sralr
lag with pain. again seized her waist ana
said:
"wcli. isyou don't ike it, just take the KS
back"
She made q desperate struggle, and as she
;e,ked herself from my arms her loot struck Tue
iey-po. and over il went. Another galley OIL edi-
toriai was sprinkled over the floor, anu IN her
Efforts 20 reach the door, her foot sppei ana she
fell, md in her efforts 20 sustain herscli' her
HANDLER Iily white haGd-tae same little hand
hat came in contact with my ears-oh. horrible
was stuck up 10 the elbow in ink! SHADES oil
Franklin. She drew il from the keg, dripping
With ink, and asked what use | made oil mai
tir. began 10 De seriously alarmed anu 'poio-
gixed in the be-, manner could, and 10 my sur
rise she seemed more pleased than angry, bu'
tAsre vas lurking devil in her eye that told me
there va. mischief afiOat- As stood surveying
ths black covering of her hand, scarcely ao'e 70
suppress . hugh a: the strange metamorphosis
she quickly raised il on high and brought 1t down
kerslsD on INV check. Before ] Could recoVti
from the surprise, the same little hand had asIin
descended, aud LEFT Is imprint Gu my othei
cheek.
"Wh-, MARI" exclaimed. "whAi are you a
boutf''
al think YOU told me you rolled ink IN the face
Of the FORM" she replie! with loud iauSh, ahI
agair her h,nd liz upon une-t,king me broad
slap in the middle of my eounienance' Inos
wonderfully bedaubing nv eyes. With merr!
peal OF Laughter and light step she slipped
through the door. She turned back when beyond
ny reach, and with her rogUish face Peering
through the doorway, she shouted:
81 say. Charley, what kind of 4 roller 1ocs my
band masel''
"Oh, you take too mach ink" said |
"Ha, hap she laughed. swell, good bye, Char,
lev, that's nv impression"
wet TO The glass and surveyed myself Tor
moment. and Do believe that could Aavs pass
ed for Guinea niggcr without the slightest diff
Guilty. "And So" slid | to myself "this is love
in printing office. The devil fly awag with suci
love.
Tn. next morning when The editor came u 'ht
ofSce, I rather calculate he found things a httlt
topsy-turvey However, that made no difference
20 me, for had mizzied before daylight. ! bore
the marks of that scene many day. and now
Whenever see lady entering printing Office
] think Of little Mary and keep ny eye on the in'
keg.