The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-02-12
AS ONE WOMAN SEES IT.
st. Valentine Day Thoughts and
Verses.

st. Valentine Day Thoughts and
Verses.
My Valentine has eyes so blue.
| You'd swear the summer sea
| Had sent two tiny waves to snare
Her sweetest thoughts and hold them
there
For all the world to view.
Before they ran back to the sea,
Taking her thoughts away from me,
| Her sweetest thoughts away from me,
| To drown them in the sea
My Valentine has eyes so pure,
You'd swear the summer sky
Within h9 their err holy se depths s and give
| Proof that dear heaven is sure.
Before they fly back TO the sky,
] Taking my heart to purify,
| My hayward heart TO purify;
| Drawing ii on to the sky.
Ma, those little hoodlums will knock
| the house down. When children are out
sending valentines there's no sense in
| their kicking the doors down just to make
a disturbance: That front door will be
But the kicks came hard and heavy
Talking was no good, it was a time that
NEEDED action. Ma shrieked the
| daughter from her upstairs study get
a dipper of water and stand behind the
door until you hear the next one coming,
then open. the. door quickly and throw
The doting mother followed the advice,
| but with disastrous results. The next
one coming happened TO be young man
| caller. He told a friend next day that
he was nearly drowned by the cordially
of his reception.
Truth is sometimes startling. If anyone
prefers not to have his finer sensibilities
| shocked, he must pass over this. The
small girl was mischievous. The big man
was hot-tempered. This combination is
| always conducive TO brilliant conserva-
| ton. For the eighty-ninth time the girl
had tip-toed up the path and thumped the
door until the, very foundation of the
| house shook. She liked to hear the man
| swear through the keyhole. This time
he jumped out of bed with a bound, threw
open the door and pranced up and down
the porch in the full glory of nightshirt
and slippers.
Come back herew he yelled.
Go in the house and 1 will promised
You little idiot. I'll thrash the life
You dursn't. Men don't strike girls"
Don't they! If l could get hold of you
I'd show you!
Amt yer ankles cold?" thoughtfully
inquired the girl;
~Goody, goody, govt,
The man slammed the door. The small
girl went on joyfully to the next house.
Do you see that crooked man across the
| way? We will send him this valentine.
| The picture looks just like him. and the
| poetry underneath calls him camel,
| and says that children scream and run
| when he puts lis head outside the door.
We will send it for fun. certainly. be-
| cause we are only thoughtless children.
and don't mean to hurt anyOne'S feelings.
! But it seems to hurt anyway, doesn't it?
And Dic6ie FennS father came home in
toXicated the other night. We will send
this "old Drunkard" valentine to him.
1t won't hurt him. to be sure; it may do
him good. But how about Dickie and
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cultivating in your children? st. Valen-
tines is one of the prettiest days in the
year, and the children should have lots
OF fun on it. OF course if valentines were
comic instead of vulgar. it would be diff
ferent. Everybody likes fun. But vul-
garity is not fun.
Woman in politics. why not introduce
clause prohibiting the sale of comic valen-
tines? 1t would be better than six anti
theatre hat laws. Legislator. if you think
this is a ''phool idee," think a minute
longer. Nothing that demoralizes the
children is unimportant. Teach the child
rem as they should be taught. and in the
days to come honest men in politics won't
be scarcer than the missing link. All the
matter with anything is that some parents
don't know enough and others don't care
enough TO educate the finer natures of
their children.
Miss Polite tells this story: When
was little girl, there was a woman next
door who had the reputation of being the
crosSest woman on earth. She was an
old. old maid, and she lived alone. Ny
chum Lii was her niece. We were going
TO send her valentine and had selected
it with due care. 1t was an old hog with
a wart on her nose, the shape and size of
Ensign peak; cat on each knee and a
bird on each shoulder Oh ii was a
dream! The beautiful lines attached ex-
planned that she had always been so cross
and ugly and wanted husband so badly
that it was no wonder she hadn't caught
one; the only lover she had been blessed
with had fled in horror. Lii said that the
last part was especially fitting because
she had heard her mother say that Aunt
En- had loved someone a long time ago,
and that he had loved her. too. very dear
~. But for some reason, 10 one ever
knew the reason the engagement was
broken, and Aunt Ems lover went away.
She never saw him again, though he came
back. But sometimes she found book
or q single rose on her doorstep. On
those days Aunt En- was young and hap
ply again. But she never went out any
where. 1t is no wonder that she grew
cross and old.
When Lii told me this a childish pity
almost choked me. 1 thought the ugly
valentine wouldn't be so much fun after
all. coaXed Lii to send a pretty one.
We slipped it under her door rather late
at night The next morning We dropped
in on our way to school. | had never seen
Aunt En- so radiant; There were three
who sent your valentines, Aunt Emp
we asked.
writing and Lis are easily told
But who sent you this with no ad-
dress on it?'
- L found it this morning
% But don't you know who sent it?' we
persisted.
think do" she answered softly
But don't worry me. You'll be late for
school.
THE unusual softness of Aunt Ems
voice, the tender light in her eyes, were a |
revelation. Children are quick to guess
and / knew quite well from whom she
thought the valentine had come. / wanted
to know what il said. for we had picked
out the prettiest without bothering about
the verse 1 took it up half reverently.
1t was the usual dOggerel. but sounds
beautiful to me even now. 1t read:
Though dreary years may sever,
My sweetest valentine,
I'll worship you forever,
And know your heart is mine.