Rensselaer Republican, Volume 13, Number 40, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 23 June 1881 — Modern Courtship. [ARTICLE]

Modern Courtship.

“And you really love me dearly?” he asked, as he coiled his arm around her wasp-like system. “And you’ll always love me so?” “Always, Frederick; ever so.” “And you pledge me to sew but —” “Sir!” “You pledge me to. so beautify my life that it will always be as happy as now ?” “With my last breath, Frederick.” “And, darling,you will mend my soc—” “Your what, sir?” “You will mend my social ways and draw me upward and onward to a better existence?” ‘ “It will be the pride of my love to 'le so, Frederick; I will sacrifice all for your complete happiness.” “I know that, sweetheart. But suppose, in the fullness of time some ac cident should happen to—to, say the trou—”

“You forget yourself, sir. To the what?” “To the trousseau; it would defer the hour that makes you mine.” “Never, Frederick. I am yours, mind and heart, and naught can separate us.” “But what I want to say is, that should my pant—” “Begone, sir; what do you mean?” “Hear me, my life. I say if my panting bosom should grow cold in death, would vour love still warm it?” “As the sun melts the iceberg, Frederick, so would the rays of my affection thrill your heart again.” “And you will care for me ever, my soul, ana I for you, for though I may never have a shir—” “Enough! Leave me forever!” “But listen. Though I may never have a shirking disposition, I shall sometimes, perhaps, in the struggle of life, forget the plain duty—” “And I’ll remind you of it, Frederick, in tender actions, and make the duties of existence so pleasant of performance, that to avoid them will be pain.” And so on. That’s modern courtship. Lots of abstract swash, but a manifest disinclination to contemplate such conveniences as buttonsr socks, trousers and shirts.— Brooklyn Eagle