The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1865-04-20

time passed on, one day Mary express
ed desire to visit the printing Office
Good" thought I, "Wbat chancei--
III have a kiss therc--yes, there in the
very midst Of the implements OF mine
|art-why shouldn't n" Love in a priht.
ing Office OH there was something
original in that, and resolved to try at
all hazards.
Well, Mary came to the office, and 1
explained to her the use Of various i'm.
plements of the black art-the press,
the roller, the ink, the stands, the box
les of the a, B, C's. | took an oppot-
Itunity to snatch her pretty little white
hand; she drew it back, knocking
stickful of matter into "pi."
"Must have a kiss for that, my pretty
one, )" said l, and at it went. l man
aged to get my arm around her waist,
and struggling to free herself, she up.
set galley of editorial, long article on
the Oregon Question. lt -.s-
Nothing daunted, l made at her
lagain. This time was ore successful,
for | obtained kiss. BY Saint Paul,
it was sweet one, and that little witch
bore it like martyr; she never scream.
ed once. But as raised my lips from
here, she lifted her delicate little hand
and gave me box on the ears that
made me see more stars than we're ever
viewed by Herschel, through his big
telescope. Somewhat nettled, and my
cheek smnrting with pain, again seis.
ed her waist and saidi @ t.. @
"Well, if you don't like It just takO
/ the kiss back" .. .r
She made desperate struggle, and
as she jorked herself from my arms her
foot struck the lye-pot and over it went.
Another galley of editorial was sprin.
! kled over the floor, and in her efforts to
reach the door, her foot slipped and sho
fell and 10 her, forts to sustain hers elf
her hand-her lily-white haud--the
same little hand that came In contact
swith my ears--oL horriblel--was stuck
Cup to the elbow in inkI Shades of
Franklin! She slowly drew it from tho
keg, dripping with ink, and asked what
use l made Of that tar. I began to be
seriously alarmed and apologised in tho
best mann | could, ard to my surprise
she seemed more pleased than angry
but there was lurking devil In her
5eye that told me there was mischief
float. AS I stood surveying the black
covering of her hand, scarcely able to
suppress laugh at the strange meta
amorphosis, she quickly raised it on high
land brought it down kerslap upon my
cheek. Before I could recover from the
ssurprise, the same little hand had again
sdescended, and left its inky imprint d
s my other cheek.
"Why, Mary" l exclaimed, "what
: are you about?'
II think you told me you rolled ink
IN the face Of the form, she replied
with loud laugh, and again her hand
lit upon me-taking me broad slap
In the middle of my countenance, most
wonderfully bedaubiug my eyes. With
a merry peal of laughter anda Ii, hI
step she slipped through the door. She
turned back when beyond my reach,
Sand Ter rogu Sh face pecring through
he door way shouted: .. U7
al soy, Charley, what kind Of a 10 ler
; docs my hand mak,2' -."E'
oh" said I, "you take too much
INK" "Hal hal she laughed, swell
Sgood bye, Charley, ,that'smy. impression. "
Iwent TO the glass and surveyed my
self for moment, aud | believe that
could have passed for Guinea nigger,
{ without the slightest difficulty. And
50, said to myself tbisis love in a
printing ofhce. The devil fly awayWith
tSuch love. ...i. tP st'
The next morning, when the editor
cIne the off Q, rather calculate 10
found things a little topsy-turvsy.-
However, that made no difference to
me, for L had miEzled before daylight.
[ bore the marks of that SCENE many .
day, aud now, whenever sec lady
4uteriag a printing Office | think of
title Mary aud keep my eye on the ink
lAkeg. --L L--.- --.- .-.I