The Ebensburg Alleghanian. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1865-1871, 1867-11-14

umphal progress through England. certain
country ladies Who were presented TO him,
instead of kissing the royal hand, in their
simplicity held up their pretty lips to be
kissed By the kiDg-a blunder no one
would more willingly excuse than the
red-haired lover of pretty Nelly Gwynn.
Another poet, the countryDan of Char
tier, had two centuries later, the honor of
being publicly kissed in the stage box by
the young and lovely Countess de VilIars /;
but In Voisaire's case, the lady gave the
osculatory salute not of her own free will,
but in obedience to the commands of the
cId9ueurs in the pit, mad with enth usiasm
for the poets 'Merope.'"
Georgiana, Duchess of Devonshire, as
our readers will remember, gave Steel the
butcher kiss for his vote nearly a CEN
tury sirce, and another equally beautiful
woman, Jane, Duchess of Gordon, recruit
ed her regiment in a similar manner.
Duncan Mackensie, 4 veteran of Waterloo
died at Elgin, Scotland, Dec, 1866. He
delighted III relating how he kissed the
| duchess in taking the shilling from be-
tween her teeth to become one of her re-
giment-the Gordon Highlanders, better
known as the Niuety-second. The old
| Scottish veteran of eighty-seven has not
left one behind him to tell the same tale
about kissing the blue-eyed Duchess in
the market-place of Duthil. The late
Daniel O'Connell hit upon a novel mode
| of securing votes for the candidates he
| had named at certain election, which
| test, considering the constitutional tenn
! permanent of his countrymen, is said to
Ao- -rouo6 aAaotnal coil - for
ence to the unfortunate elector who should
| vote against them, "Let no man sneak to
him. Let no ,conadn salute him ?' Gil
bert Stuart, the portrait painter, is said
to have once met a lady in one of the
streets of Boston, who accosted him with
"Ah! F! Mr.. Stuart, l have just seen your
| likeness, and kissed it because it was sc
much like you "And did it kiss you
in return 7'' "Why, no." "Then," said
the gallant painter, sit was not like me- p
All admirers of Goethe will remember
the passage in which poor Margaret says
to her lover, "What! you can no longer
kiss SO short a time away from me, my
love, and already forgotten how to kiss
Why do feel so sad upon your neck
when in other times a whole heaven camc
over me from your words, your looks, and
you kissed me as if you would smother
me! Kiss me, or will kiss you! (She
embraces him. o woe your lips are
! cold-are you dumb? Where have you
left your love? who has robbed me of it p
| And again, seated at her spinning wheel
she utters her deep grief in a simple song
| My peace is gone,
! My heart is sore;
| 'Tis gone forever
| And eyermore.
| For him doth my bosom
| Cry out and pine;
/ Oh if l might clasp him
| And keep him mine
And kiss him, kiss him,
| AS fain would 1,
| I'd faint on his kisses
| Yes, faint and dieI
| Some of our readers who ara not sc
young as they have been, may remember
the famous Yankee kiss, and kiss of the
last King of England before he came iu
his estate While in New York, the
Prince called at barber's shop to be
shaved When the operation was com.
pleted, he stepped up to the BARRIERS pret-
| ty wife, who chaneed TO be present, and
| giving her kiss, remarked, "Thcre, now,
you can say you have been kissed by a
member of the royal family" The bar
ber, greatly incensed By what he chose to
receive as an insult, seized the Prince, and
| helping him out of the shop with his
| foot, exclaimed, ''There, now, yOu can say
that you received royal kick from an
| American freeman"