Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1874-09-17
Young Love.

a young couple from the rural districts
attracted considerable attention in town
last Saturday, though they didn't once
suspicion that all eyes were fastened up
on them, and noting their every action.
They werc'i that bread-and -butter-with
'1asses-On-it stage of love that makes
prince and peasant alike moist and gushy
and alike oblivious to or careless Of the
gaze and opinions of the outside world.
1t is beatifiic state Of existence, and the
man or woman who has grown old with
out experiencing it has skipped the most
thrilling chapter in the book of life To
he or not to be-atific-that's the question.
Whether it is nobler in the man to battle
alone and unloved against tue world, or
to take girl in his arms and turn away
from it. In one voice we exclaim, "Give:
us the girl
So felt that young granger. Ten thous
and mathcmaticians aud q sea serpent
couldn't have divided that couple as they
leaned up against stack of side-meat in
a grocery, and chung to each others
clothes. Fortune mitht have emptied
her sack at that youths feet, and he
would not have stopped to touch the
treasurer. Fame might have held her
brightest jewel an inch above his head,
and he would not have reached for it.
His country might have called until she
was hoarse, and he would not have heed
ed her. Angels might have beckoned
him to come away and skip with them
along the green banks of the beautiful
river, but not skip would he have skope
unless that girl could have become his
companion skipper. Nothing but abso-
lutte cremation will ever have power to
remove her from him, and even then he
will cling to her as long as there is
enough of her left to make a grcasc-spot
on his shirt-bosom.
Long they stood there. and we'll. In.
quisitive people stepped outside the door
and gazed in upon them, and whispers
went around the crowd: "Got it mighty
bad amt they:" Don't she snugglc up
TO him thou h:" "Watch his arm, now
--heh-see there!' Still the girl pressed
up against his side, and wished the sun
was turned down that John might Icap-
ture the kisses that were drowning in
the nectar of her lips Still he squeezed
her arm, and admired each gem of a
frcckle that shone on her fair face like
strawberries in dish of cream. Closer
scarcely thought could pass between
IuC". "A 1C0G 0"C AC1A upOA Tue OSSElll.
bled multitude, and they awaited the
crisis in such deep silence that you
might have heard stitch drop. Just Us
tho lips of the lovers were within hairs
breadth Of touching, small! boy in the
crowd broke into demOniac laugh. The
cnraptured pair we're jerkcd back into
this world with a suddenness that nearly
dislocated their necks and sent buckets
Of blood to their faces. He looked as
though he had been caught whipping his
grandmother, and she looked like she
was sorry for him. The wild light faded
out of his eyes, and he pulled his hat
over them. The kisses lay dead on her
lips, and she pulled them in and pressed
them tight to her teeth. out of the sight
IF their murderers. Hand in hand they
left the grocery, and with faltering steps
departed for the sylvan shades, where
they may gpaw each others nccks and
exchange VOWS and saliva in sweet seelu.
But eonfound that boy! He doesn't
deserve 10 ever have girl. Except fol
liz jll-timed cachination, this story would
have been longer and swectcr:-[Diun.'
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