Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1894-09-01
MOLER AVENUE.

MOLER AVENUE.
| All. youth, lift to your lips, the cup
trimming over with the wine of love.
No such draft is ever lifted invitingly
to you. when the ropes Of marriage
gall your flesh and spirit, and when
the heaving cares Of family weight
you down till your nose comes in con-
tact with the swiftfying surface Of the
old grinds me.
Drink, drink TO the dregs, for such
delirious happiness will never again
intoxicate you. Call it flirting time
if you will-the period of life when
your heart reflects every thrilling
glance, feels and returnssevery little
love token-but the emotion is true
and deep, even thought be vanishing
and the memory Of that time. as we
older ones look back, stands out like
the fairest of all our history's pages.
There are no sin marks, black and
thummed, SCARED and scratched places,
no tears, no traces of discord no rents,
no marks Of anguish and torture, that
disfigure 50 many other leaves of the
book of your life. The two faces
were young and fair dreamer" you
say-let it be so. | was one, you
were the other. Yes, we were dream
ers. When heard your impassioned
words Il love you!" and when our
spirits rushed together at the touch
ing of our lips" while over our hearts
guslled flood of exquisite pleasure
unalloyel happiness. Yes, we were
dreaming. Then, would we were
dreaming still! Again, we repeat,
youth, drink loves wine while It's
pressed to your lips. Drink, maiden,
for caresses are dealt out Ito most
wives) as if they had to be paid for by
the dozen and the purchase price of
one would run Democratic Congress
six months. Drink, lover, for no
pleasure in after years ever can equal
that you are enjoying now. Few
wives retain long the charms which
won, grown cold, perhaps, by your
rebuffs and neglect, end if you feel a
lingering remorseful Tenderness which
prompts you to ask her to let you take
her out driving, you want to see the
roses in her cheeks again. She has
the headache, or the toothache or some
other ailment, and if you do go alone
spite of remonstrance) and show a
little courtesy to your neighbor S wife
or pick up poor pedestrian going
your ay-ugh! won't that wife of
yours make the house hot for You on
your returna Aud wont there be a
Storm Thunder and lightning will
make your teeth chatter when it pouis
from her mouth and CLEANS from her
jealous eyes, and all your courage
oozes out at your finger ends, and
you wither into silent submission
and chew the end of misery. till the
domestic squall is passed and the.
normal calm again settles over all.
LOT.
The above is given as the sequel to
ain item published in the Herald two
weeks ago.-ED.
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More wedding bells. On a3d inst,
at the residence of l.. NJ Tabler, his
daughter Lizzie Tabler's marriage to
Jacob Rimel, f., took place. A large
company of relatives and friends form
ed in an enchanted circle near the
house under the open skies now stud
ded and ablaze with innumerable
stars. The Queen of Night was not
visible nor was her presence necessa-
ny for within the circle formed by
loving human hearts stood her en-
bodiment, Lizzie Tabler, whose mild,
| spotless moral character established
her favorite in the family, and won
for her large circle of friends. ''She
never disobeyed command we gave
and never gave us an unkind word, y
said her parents. By the side and on
the right stood the groom, stalwart,
dark haired man, whose features were
lit by smile of triumph. On his
right stood John Rinel, brotherof the
bride, OH the left the fair brides
maid, Miss Walker. Opposite this
group stood Rev. J. B. Chamberlin,
who i'll full clear tones recited the sol
emn ceremony concluding with, 81
now pronounce you man and wife. :"
How they kissed that bride-father,
mother, and other kin, people, and
lastthe swarm Of beautiful girl friends.
wonder now why the preacher was
not allowed to share this part of the
ceremony.
The congratulations being over, all
were invited to the feast OF good things
prepared for the occasion. Rev.
Chamberlin left carly and then the
young folks spent the remainder of
the evening in dancing. Good music
and natures own carpet of green vel
vet answered no echo of flying feet,
be the fall ever SO heavy. Thus pass
ed away one of the most delightful of
wedding parties and all separated
wishing happiness and prosperity to
the welded pair. Lot
BAXTER.