The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1868-10-07
Model Love Letter.

Model Love Letter. =
We commend the annexed epistlo Il
such love-sick chaps as are disposed tt
indulgo-.n rhansodical Ietter.wiiling tt
their svectIcarts.:
N.Y. Dear Mss: Every timo think o
you my heart f1ops up-and down like
churn dasher. Sensations of unntterabk
| joy caper over it like young goats over
stable roof, and thrill through it lik,
Span. .trowsors. AS gosling swimmetf
with delight in amad puddle,-so | swim
in a sea OF glory. Visions OF ecstatit
rapture, thicker than the lair in a black
/ ing brush, and brighter than the hues o.
humming birds S pnions visit me in my
sIumbers; and borne on their invisible
wings your image stands before me. and
L reach cut to grasp it like an old pointer
at butterfly. When Ihlst beheld your
angelic per.ections I was -bewildercd, and
my brain whirled around like a BUNDLE.
bee under glass tumbIef My eyes stood
open like cellar door in country towns
and lifted up my ears to catch the slvcry
accents of your voice. My tongue refused
to wag, and in silent admiration Ldranli
in the sweet infection of love, as thirsty
man swallowctha tumblerof hot wlliskey
punch. Since the light of your face fell
upon my life, I sometimes tecl rs if !
could lift myself up BY my boot straps to
the top of the Presbyterian steeple and
pull the bell rope for singing school. Day
and night you are my thoughts. When
Aurora, blushing'like a bride, rises, from
her s,lffron couch; when the jay bird pipes
his tuneful lay on the apple tree by the
spring-house; when the chanticlecrs
shrill clarion heralds the coming morn ;
when the awakened pig ariseth from his
bed and grunteth and goeth from his
morning refreshments; when the drowsy
beetle wheels his droning flight at sultry
noontide, and when the lowing cows
come home at milking time, l think of
thee; and like apiece Of gumclastic, my
heart seems to stretch across my bosom.
I an, dying to fly to your presence and
pour out the burning eloquence of my
love as thrifty housewives pour out the
hot coffee. Away from you l am as mel
ancholy as sick rat. Sometimes L can
hear the June bug of dependency luz
zing in my ears, and feel the cold lizard
of despair crawling down my back. Un-
couth fears, like a thousand minnows,
nibbIo at my spirits, and my soul Is
pierced through with doubts us an cid
cheese is bored with shippers.
My love for you is stronger than the
smell of Cofee's patent butter, or the kick
of a young COW, and more unselfsL than
q Kittens. first caterwaul. AS the songbird
bankers for The light OF day, the cautious
mouse for the fresh bacon in the traps, a
lean pup bankers after now milk, so l
long for thee.
You are fairer than speclsled pnllct.
swecter than Yankee dougl-nut fried in
sorhgum molasses, brighter than the top
knol plumage on the head of q Muscoyy
duck. You are candy, kisses, raisin.,
poundcake and sweetened toddy alto
gethcr.
Iftbese few remarks will enable you
10 see the inside of my soul. and mo to
win your affections, l shall be as happy
as wocdpecker on cherry tree; or a
stage horse III a. green pasture; ii you
cannot reciprocate my thrilling passion l
will pine away like a pinioncd bedbug,
and fall away from the hoursh;ng vine OF
life, an untimely branch, and, lin the com
ing years, when the shadows grow. from
the hills, and the philosophic frog sings
his cheerful evening hymns, you, happy
in a mothers love, can come and drop II
tear, and catch chill upon the last rest
ing place of
JULIUS EpAM1NoNDus AIuaoINs.