The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1880-03-04
CONCERNING KISSING.
An Item That VIII Cap,e tho Reader to
Coo.
st. Lo,fis Rost. Dispafch.

AissiDg and being kissed are the ac-
cented words in the creed of human
life. They are the oases in the desert,
the coral Islands in the waste of waters,
strawberries aud cream in December.
They are, in short, the essence of all that
is sweet, rGpturous and thrilling, and
their effects can not be articulated in
words, but only stated in the mummur,
"yum.yum." AS a general proposition it
may be advanced that everybody has
kissed everybody, and rather enjoyed
the thing; but mucl of this oscula-
tion has been done in Difference to the
custom of duty rather than to the spon-
taneous outpouriDgs ofa pent-up emotion,
80 to speak. Just imagine divine girl,
with real warm blood glowing in every
vein of her body and flush of health on
her beautiful upturDed face, her red lips
proiruding in the slightest possible pout,
and her whole attitude meaning expect
ancy and waiting, and then fancy how
that ripe, tender mouth would taste when
you begin TO feed on it, young man, and
you will feel for once that language will
q fact that one doesn't imagine this way
about those pale and ga1zy girls who
are all soul. One doesn't wish to kiss
ethereal presences or to hug beings who
are just shimmering and evanescent an
gels with nebulous coronas and mystic
wings, and this being the case, how would
it strike you to play Romeo" TO Miss
Abbot's Outlet ?"
There are kisses and kisses, rs there
are girls andgirls, but Emma plays along
the whole guant, from the fiery caress
that is branded upon the lips Of the
loved one to the light and soft touch OF
lips, soft as twin r0sebuds and as tender.
She has mastered all the styles, from
the emotional, with its quick hurry of
mouth to mouth. through the proxysmal
and inspirational, which are common in
being unexpected, to the celestial, which
begins by. putting the two faces together,
then touching them at the orfice, and
keeping them in that blessed proximity
while the arms twine about and the pres
sure OF mouth to mouth becomes closer
and closer, until nature is all exhausted,
and with little sigh the binary counte-
nances separate, and from every male
and female throat in the audience there
comes long drawn "Ah.h-h.h p II has
long been O. question, or an alleged ques-
ton, to which everybody knew the an
swer, whether Emma Abbott really did
kiss the tenor in her different operas,
and it was felt that her fidelity to nature
in her acting left no other course open
to her, and besides that, people could
not see for themselves, not that it was
not felt that she would just rs soon kiss
the balcony or the calcium light, if it was
in the play, but it being necessary to kiss
the tenor, he was kissed accordingly with
n fervor and abandon which must occa-
sionally make his head swim. A Post
Dispatch reporter asked Tom Karl the
other evening If the Abbott really did
kiss. and talking to the reporter as
man and brother, and not in his func-
tion as o news .gatherer, Karl remarked
that he should smile. "How does she
do it2" "Oh, it can't be explained.
You've got to be there to understand it,
you know. You just try It," "Oh, no,
l wouldn't like to, or anything, you know"
murmured the ecstasied reporter, ct the
vision which arose in his item. .besotted
bral1. "But she really does kiss, and
no mistake 2" "Well, think she Kisses"
There was an amount of pent-up en-
phasis and ardor in the manner in which
Karl made this last statement that was
simply appalling. and the reporter lot
the question go at that. Last nigkt he
was behind the scenes for the alleged
purpose of writing up Romeo and Juliet
from the reverse of the tapestry. "Mr.
Castle" said he to the handsome tenor.
honor bright, now, does Miss Abbott
kiss r. "Oh, no; she just pretends to-"
he said, with an evident effort to deceive.
do7" "Why, she just holds her face
"Oh, don't know. Pretty near though"
NsSha rt,fa har orr,,u orour9 1,o,, .l.s,..,.
with her arms ?" Why, s sne Of '0oen course" yo"
"Wg;l, then, its just es of course with
her lips; now 'fess npl" The handsome
Castle stroked his raven mustacho.
smiled, and then walked over to help ar.
range the moonlight, F
miss abbott" said the reporter. 81
wish you would tell me something about
the balcony scene beforehand. Is it real.
ly as warm as the papers say?" ooh, I (,
don't think it is Yery warm. You see.
it's loves yonng dream, you know, and
perhaps it is little-tender." "But you
really do kiss Castle, sure enough, don't
you :" stammered the blushing reporter.
On NO. 1t ioa.. like it from the front,
you know. bur. really, 1 only hold nv
face close TO hia.." s.Ah, yes, I see. But
don't I wish were Castle, all the same"
do you" she asked, with sunny smile.
''Then ] wish you were too." The re-
porter then laid low, as it were, while
the balcony scene was given to the
crowded theatre. He began to become
Intensely interested as Romeo climbed
the balcony, and then he saH, by q sl1or.
ter cut than tho audience, how real were
Miss EInma's cdresses; how her lovely
mouth sought his instinctively, as the /