The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1903-09-05
{ THE 'I j IJNIOR !. LOVER
HOW cUPiD's SHAFTS AFFECT
THE BOY OF SIXTEEN.
Divine Passion Works Wonders with
Its Happy Victim-SeIf-Sacri
One Of His keenest Pleasures Until
DisiIiusionment Arrives and Cures.

ing. That is the sort of 1unior
Lover who sits in tn e window and
peeps with all devouring eyes, at
Clara as she passes to and from the.
postoffice. How the very glimpse of
her trim figure clad in gown more
grand than ermTne or satin ever worn
by royal princess causes his heart to
thrill as his nerves Jingle from the
tips Of his fingers to- the ends of his
toes! All! that is the junior lover
who hugs the delicious secret within
the mnermost recesses of his heart
and dares scarcely to breathe the in
toxnating name above a whisper,
cen I'M the quiet sanctuary OF his
chamber.
There is another sixteen-year
lover, but he is less reticent, less shy,
+ less retiring.
/ lie Is the chap, who hangs around
/ the favored Cnes who are blessed by
circumstances and are allowed by
KIND late to- come in contact with the
Ialr one. they also breathe the same
atmosphere that she does and touch
He~NA
You will find this Junior lover curry
ing favor with Clara's brother cousin
or grandfath er-age debars this lover
not in the slightest If perchance
Clara kisses a younger sister of his
this younger sister is forthwith erect
ed upon a PEDESTAL Of more worth
than the finest of diamonds from the
mines of South Africa There is an
exqufstteness about this sister whose
lips have been touched by the divine
t Clara that no pen dare portray. tt is
one OF the rose dreams of life, too
sacred for common words In the
meantime he may sit close to- Clara
upon the recitation bench or stand
near to her during blackboard
exercises. He builds a dam in the
swollen creek and wades in above his
boots, and he does; it because. she
simply says:
Your boots are awful highr''
Oh, the delight of that little, atten.
tlonr Oh, the music of that voice
singing in his ears, even after he. has
laid his head upon the pillow and
turned his eyes up to the stars that
glimmer beyond his little window!
Riches may come to- him and fame
may greet him, but he will never
KNOW more supreme bliss and de-
light than that which touched the
harp within his young heart when
Clara simply said when he waded the
dam:
Your boots. are awful hfghr''
There is still another junior lover,
he who reigns without nor brooks a
rival rnsistent, forceful; liar if
need be- or a hero for the purpose oft
touching C1ara''s hand or INDUCING
the intoxfcatfon of his soul-sfmply
to breathe the perfume waited from
her hair: Gin his case the object OF
his glorious love, is ten or a da1en
years older than he. It matters not
to this forcefun Junior lover; she is
to Clara as we'll as her more staid
admirers, also the bane of her life.
When the spell grips him real hard he
is in the habit of doing peculiar
things; then to the world in general
he is an utter idiot.
In his estimation he is heroic to
the highest degree. His is the hand
thrust forth first to pick from the
floor the glove or handkerchief
dropped by Clara, and he does not
hesitate to cleave his way through a
bevy of older admirers to rescue from,
the tramp1ing feet a blossom from her
hair or knot of ribbon from her
sleeve. If her fingers touch his he
becomes utterly insane for the time
being. His is the superficial eye that
takes more than passing heed of the
| appearance or the slightest word OF
| Clara. A tiny spot nesting among
her snowy teeth will render him for
the time being a madman-and possi.
bly, cure him. Of his passion. And, oh,
horror of horrors! if he should per.
chance note that her left slipper is
run down at the heel never so slightly
he will bewail the calamitous circum.
stance and magnify the oversight
until he grows faint. A rundown heel
or a tiny rent in the dress never fails
70 cure this junior lover of his moon.
ing.
However; all comes out we'll in the
end. The junior lover has his spells
of storm and quiet; he arises from
the slough of despond or the smiling
lake of bliss with the same old jolly
delight for life and the things in
store. God bless the junior lover!
He has had his dreams, sweet and
bitter, and the man, rich or poor, who
has never passed through this rose.
dream epoch has missed the divinest
pleasure kind Nature scatters along
the way for her children.
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Are You Lychnobitef
A day worker met some morning
newspaper men, all of them being
slightly under the influence" In the