Rensselaer Republican, Volume 17, Number 41, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 18 June 1885 — Love. [ARTICLE]

Love.

Thje handsome young lady and the awkward man of pretended sentiment sat on a moss-covered bank. All day he had annoyed her with his. attentions. “Miss Mabel,do you not like poetry ?” “Yes.” “I worship it; I live on-4t. See the picnickers out there. They shout and romp as though the air itself were not full of sentiment—of soul breathings. ” “What business are you engaged in ?” she asked. She knew, but wanted to hear him say. “My business is perhaps more lucrative than congenial. I operate a bonemill. “What!” “Yes. I grind up bones. The pulverized bone is used’upon the land. It makes the flowers brighter, the corn more luxuriant. Miss Mabel, you remind me of spring.” “Why?” “You are so gentle.” “You remind me of spring,” she said. “I do ?” He leaned forward to catch her words. j “Yes; you are so green.”—Arkansaw Traveler.