The Cairo daily bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1870-1872, 1871-09-27
A MODEL LOVE LETTER.
A BREACH OF PROMISE CAsE-THE Raj
TURES or CUPID.

N DhEAth OF EhoMlsE tASE-IhE RAf-
TUREs or CUPID.
From the Buffalo CONNER rel al Advertiser
Myres VS.. Harrs-This was one Of
| those rare peculiar cases-breach Of prom
| Use Of marriage--and occupied the greatest
part Of the forenoon. From the evl-
,.ence, it appears that the parties both live
in or near Onondago that Harris had been
frequent visitor for about two years
and u half at the house Of the plainllf--a
widow woman nearly thirty years of age,
with three children. It seems to nave
bsen the opinion of the friends Of the plain.
TIT land no doubt che thought SO herself)
that Harris would marry her but he
(Harris) from some unaccountable cause,
u few months ago, suddenly discovered
that he had loved another young lady bet
ter. and verified this belief short time
since by marrying that other lady. Hence
this action was brought by the plaintiff to
recover damages, to apply as a salve to her
wounded affections. The following ten
der epis.le, sent by the loving swain, will
interest our readers, and We recommend it
as model love letter:
"MY DEAR MRS. M-Every time /
think Of you my heart fops up and down
like churn dasher. Sensations of unut.
terable Joy caper over it like young goats
on stable ROOF, and thrill through it like
Spanish needles through pair of tow lin
en- trousers. As gosling swimmeth with
delight in mud puddle, SO swim in II
sea Of glory. Visions OF ecstatic rapture
thicker than the hairs of a backing brush,
and brighter than the eyes of q humming
birds pinions, visit mo in my slumbers;
| and, borne on their invisible wings your
g.. do hac ,,,I n
| to grasp 1t like II pointer swapping at a
| angelic perfec ions was bewildered, and
my brain whirled round like humble bee
under glass tunbler. My eyes stood
open like cellar door in a country town,
and lifted up my ears to catch the sill
very accents of your voice. My tongue re-
| fused to wag ard in silent alteration i
drank in the sweet infection Of love as a
thirsty man swalloweth q tumbler of hot
whisky punch.
"Since the light Of your face fell upon
my life sometimes feel as il could lift
myself up by my boot-straps TO the top Of
the church steeple, and pull the bell rope
FOR singing school. Day and night you
are in my thoughts. When Aurora, blush
) ing like bride, rises from her saffron
eolored couch; when the jay bird pipes his
tuheiul las in the apple tree by the spring
mouse; when the chanticleers shrill clarion
, het"Ids tho coming morn; when the awak-
ehing pig arises from his bed and grun.
, TEN, and goes for his mornings refresh
q ments; when the drowsy beetle wheels to
y aroning fight at sultry noon-tide; and
q ~hen the lowing herds come home at mil
KING time, l think of thee; and like piece
0, gum elastic, my hear. seems stretched
" elear across my bosom. Your hair is like
no she name OF sorrel horse powdered with
,g soiui ana the brass pins skewered through
70 your waterfall fill me with unbou ndec
ave Your forehead is smoother than III,
elbow an old coat. Your svss ara oior
O. sse , .u Ienold: In their liquid depths
O. cob ,vg'ons OF little Cupids bathing like 8
re Wh ol ants in an old army cracker
es h, nea taelr IRE hit me upon nv mani,
scs breast u pene. tied my whole anatom !
ID no" 'osu oil blrdshot through a rotten nm
,a, PIC iour nose is from a chunk M p.r;a,
is. oie ana your mouth is puckered will
yo sweetness. Nectar fingers ON vonr In.
M, IKE money on bears paw; and mvriapd
,re VI uhneas ed kisses are Their, roadv I, a,
nj OUT OF her parents nest. Your iona'
lie .lnHs In my ears ike the wind of barS
~ Tram, or the blcat of the strav Lamb
sh. c c a.i, ' sac, Tho dimples OF you
up lov,s - "au ,he the bowers Of roses, or hol
i.r 'oWs IN cakes OF home made sugar
,se "'h aylhg to ny to thy presence, nm
m pour out the burning eloquence of M
w, love, as thrifty housewives pour out h,
." conee' Away from you 1 am as melar