The Hazlehurst signal. (Hazlehurst, Miss.) 1883-1885, 1885-07-23
A Model Love Letter.

tlops up and down like a churn
dashcr. Sensations of exquisite
JOY cipcrs over il like young
goats on a stable roof, and thrill
through 1t like Spanish needles
through q pair of tow'Plincn trow-
sers. As u gosliug swimmeth
with delight ina mud puddle SO
swim j in Il sea of glory. Vision
ions of ecshtic rupture thicker
thar the 'hues ofumhiming bids
p;nions visit me III my slumbcrs,
and borne on their invisible wings
your image stands before me, and
/ reach to grasp it like n pointer
swapping ut a blue-bottle fly.
When first / beheld your angel
ic pcrfections, I was bewildered,
and my brain whirlcd around like
a bumblc-bec under glass tum-
bier. NY eyes stood open like
cellar doors in u country town,
and | lifted up my ears to catch
the silvcry accents of vour voice.
Nv tongue refused to wag. and in
silent alteration ! drank the sweet
infections of love as u thirsty man
swalloweth a glass of lemonade.
Since the light of your face fell
upon nv life, I sometimes feel as
if ] could lift myself up by my
boot straps to the top OF the
church stccple, and pull the bell
rope for n singing school
Dav and night You are in my
thoughts. When Aurora, blush
ing like u bride, rises from her
saffron colored couch; when the
jay bird pipes his toneful lay in
the apple tree; the chanticlccr's
shrill clarion heralds the coming
morn: when the waking pig ri-
seth from his bed and grunteth.
and soeth forth for his morning
refreshments: when the drowsy
hectic wheels his droning fight ut
noontide; anil when the lowing
herds come home at milking time,
I think of thee land like apiece OF
gum elastic. my heart seems to
stretch clear across my bosom.
Your hair is like the name of a
sorrcl horsepowdcrcd with gold,
and the brass pins skcwercd
through y6ur waterfall fills me
with unbounded awe, your fore
head is smoothcrlh lhans the elbow
of an old coat, your eyes arc
glorious tobchold in their liquid
depths sec lcgions of little Gu
pidssbathing like a cohort OF ants
in nm old army cracker. When
their fires hit me upon my manly
breast. it penetrated my whole
ANATOMY as n load of hirdshot
through u rottcns apple. Your
nose is from chunk of Partisan
marble. and your mouth is puck
cred with sweetness.
Nectar lmgcrs on your lips like
honey on n bears paw; and myrl-
ads of unfrdgcd kisses are there,
ready to fly out and light some
where, like blue birds out of their
parents nests or the bleat Of
stray lamb on y bleak hillside.
The dimplcs on your checks arc
like bowers on beds of roses or
hollows in cakes of home made
sugar.
lam dying to fly to thy pres.
cncc, and pour out the burning
cloquencc of my love, us thrift
ty housekcepcr pours out hot
coffee. Away from you. ! am as
melancholy MS a sick rat.
Sometimes / can hear the June
hugs of dependency whizzing in
my ears, and / feel cold lizards
of despair crawling down my
back. Uncouth fears, like thou
sand minnows nibble ut my spir-
its and my soul is filed with
doubts, as an old cheese is bored
with shippers: >
NV love for you is stronger
than the smell of Coffey's patent
butter. or the kick of = young
cow, and more unselfsh than
kittens fist caterwaul. As q
songbird bankers forsthe lignt of
day, the cautious mouse : for n
fresh bacon in the trap, us a mean
pup bankers afternew milk, SO
long for thee. 49,.
You are faircr than a speckled
pullet. sweeter than ~ Yankee
doughnut fried in sorghum mo-
lasses, brighter than tho topknot
plumagc on q muscovy duck.
You are candy, kisses, raisins
pound cake and sweetened tody
altogether. eal..,,,.la.,,,.i.s 1, ., \
If these remarkc will enable
YOU to SEQ tho inside of my soul,
and me to win your affections, !
shall be as happy.a a wood-peckcr
on a cherry tree, or q stage horse
in a green pasture. IL you can't
rcc,procatc my thrilling passion,
7 u,;ll nina away like 4 poisoned