The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1880-03-04
CONCERNING KISSING.
An Item That Will Cause the Reader to
Coo.
st. Louis Post Dispatch.

Missing anu DelnS 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 and cream in December.
They are, in short, the essence of all that
is sweet, rapturous 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 much of this oscula-
tion has been done in Difference to the
custom of duty rather than to the spOn-
taneous outpourings ofa pent-up emotion,
so to speak. Just imagine divine girl,
with real warm blood glowing in every
vein of her body and a flush of health on
her beautiful upturned face, her red lips
protruding 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
fail you and you will try to COO. II is
fact that one doesn't imagine this way
about those pale and gauzy 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, aud this being the case, how would
it strike you to play "Romeo" to Miss
Abbot's outlet"
There are kisses and kisses, as there
are girls and girls, 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 rosebuds and as tender.
She has mastered all the styles, from
the emotional, with its quick hurry of
mouth to mouth. through the proxysmal
and iuspirational, which are common in
being unexpected, to the celestial, which
begins by putting the two faces together,
then touching them at the oriice, 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 ~ 1t has
long been 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 as 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
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-
ton as a news gatherer, Karl remarked
that he should smile. GLOW does she
do it?" "Oh, it can't be explained.
You've got to be there to understand it,
you know. You just try it," "Oh, no,
I wouldn'tlik to, or anything, you know"
murmured the ecstasied reporter, at the
vision which arose in his item besotted
brain. "But she really does kiss, and
no mistake ?" "Well, l think she Kisses"
There was an amount of pent-up em-
phasis and ardor in the manner in which
Karl made this last statement that was
simply appalling, and the reporter let
the question go at that. Last night 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 ?" "Oh, no she just pretends to-"
he said, with an evident effort to deceive.
"Well, if she doesn't kiss, what does she
do?" "Why, she just holds her face
near mine, you know" GLOW near?"
"Oh, don't know. Pretty near though"
"She puts her arms around you, doesn't
she 2" ooh yes" "Does she touch you
with her arms?" "Why, of course"
"Well, then, its just as of course with
her lips; now 'fess upp The handsome
Castle stroked his raven mustache,
smiled, and then walked over to help ar
range the moonlight.
"Sliss Abbott" said the reporter, II
wish you would tell me something about
the balcony scene beforehand. Is it real
ly as warm as the papers say?" "Oh, I
don't think it is very warm. You see,
it's loves young dream, you know, and
perhaps it is little-tender." 'But you
really do kiss Castle, sure enough, don't
you ?" stammered the blushing reporter.
"Oh no. 1t looks like it from the front,
you know, but really, I only hold my
face close to his" "Ah, yes, l see. But
don't I wish I 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 saw, by shor-
ter cut than the audience, how real were
Miss Emnla's caresses; how her lovely
mouth sought his instinctively, US the
magnet trembles towards the pole, and
didn't quite make it, in strict accordance
with the simile. but settled down on
Castles chin, and just stayed there, while
the tenor's breath came faster and faster,
and the fair Emma herself seemed to
grow to him. Then the curtain came
down amid thunders of applause, but
never quiver moved those two bodies
on the balcony. The curtain was rung
up, and, except that it was now mouth
to mouth, instead of mouth to chin, there
was no difference in the pose. Again
the curtain came down, and for several
seconds the prima donna and the tenor
maintained their relativeness and then,