Democratic Sentinel, Volume 14, Number 28, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 1 August 1890 — She Made Him Naughty. [ARTICLE]

She Made Him Naughty.

They met by chance in the berry field, this bashful boy and laughing girl. Her eyes were as black as the berries in her basket and as brilliant as those of the catbirds chattering in the tree above her head. Her full, red, pouting' lips seemed made expressly for kisses. The boy’s basket was full, and he kindly volunteered to help the bewitching little maid fill hers. Often while plucking the melting fruit from some glorious flusters her curls brushed his cheeks, but still it always seemed to be purely accidental. The little maid, too, seemed anxious to work on the same clusters on which the boy was engaged, and her sweet young face was often temptingly near his own as from time to time she turned to address him. At last her lips pouted, her eyes flashed, and she almost succeeded in coaxing her sweet brow to wrinkle indignantly. “Don’t you think,” said she, “that the other day, when I was out here all alone with a certain boy of my acquaintance, just as I am with you today, the naughty little fellow up and kissed me. He just caught me this way.” And her lips nearly touched those of the lx>v by her side as she endeavored to show him how it had been done. For a moment it seemed as if he would have to be as naughty as that other boy, but his bashfulness saved him. Still pouting, the little maid then placed her dimpled hands upon his shoulders, aud, looking archly into his eyes, she said: “You are a dear good boy, ain’t you, and you wouldn’t be naughty and treat me the way that other boy did, would you ?” Then the poor boy seemed to lose his head, and fifteen seconds later the little black-eyed maid was talking in this strain: “Oh, please let me go I You are smothering me with kisses, and I really believe that you are more naughty than that other boy, after all.” —New York Mercury.