The evening light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1881-1883, 1882-12-11
MISS CHAPMAN'S KISS.
A Bashful Young Man EndeavOrs to Ascer-
tain the True Inwardness of 1T.
Something About the Art of Oscillation and
the Oscillation Of Art.

Why everybody should go mad about Blanche
Chapman's kiss is psychological problem the
homely philosopher of the LIGHT is unable to
solve, but certain it is that ever since she gave
Il little whoop, jumped on Phil. Branson,
caSpcd her arms around him, dug her knees i'll
his stomach and glued her lips to his FOR a
whole half minute during her performance of
Elsa in the Merry War last Thursday the people
have been talking about it, aud ii * whispered
that several society hclcs have Stltlandered
notifies of their pn-mOney in inducing their
while they enact al initial ion.
something about the XII; stimulates
investigation. The managing editor OF the
LIGHT declares il has depth but no BREADTH the
horse reporter thinks ii has gOOu bottom but
is not speedy, the religious editor detected Il
scctaran flavor in it and the business manager
h"levcs 'It good thing if properly worked
up on strictly business principles " The entire
>laf having cotton into an incNtricab bic wr1n-
gle on the rather delicate subject there was
nothing to do but interview the lady herself.
The reporter selected for the task was an mex
pcricnccd and gIIilelcss young man who is de
voting his life to the acquisition of wisdom
sacred precincts Of Miss. Chaplnan's abode he
felt that it was possible to have Il much less
embarrassing topic of conversation
You told me once that your kisses were real
lid You not Miss Chapman"
'Ccrtanly my kisses are cal,-Sluurc in the
mouth the only place to kiss, and they gu
ur-glc like like. What do they gurgle like"
I'VE won't make II comparison. save Inc
from srntimCntality."
well they do gurglc,-yOu told me SO he
i0re- and they are true realistic stage kisses
There now.
All but now ah you know Miss Chap
man, really don't know what IL realistic stage
Kiss is. If you could but iIlustrutc:"
But can't
illustrate with Miss Reynolds or -ah-somc
Dther lady,
so, dear . dear, q dear. | know | shall!
faint from laughing. just fancy yourself in
love"
Il am" intcrjcctcd the scribe
And your sweetheart
But / haven't a sweetheart. She's some
BODY clSe'S sweetheart.
''Only fancy, you know. And your sweet
heart after you have been away long. long
time, sees You and throws herself in your arms
and your lips meet and your soul speaks in
your eyes, and o. it's just too lovely"
Yes, Miss, suppose il Is, but never tried
i. Don't YOU think it's getting rather warm:
Beautiful weather isn't it, And for once Il
newspaper man left his task unc"npteted.
There are kisses and kisses: the spiritual kiss
of Abbot the Patonic kiss of kiss of Kellogg
nger-tipS; the Presbyterian kiss OF Ada Dyas.
who planted it on MOntagueS left ear, on
the back of his neck, and always created the
impression in the gallery that she had bitten
him; the governors Soldcne kiss that opens
its ponderOus and marble jaws with /; report
like the bursting of an lndia-rubbcr balloon ::
the Lolita bubble, which sounds like the
pulling of champagne cork, and
seems to be Il number of linked kisses etfcr-
vrscing, and the romantic Carey kiss that
Joe Howard went wild over in Min Crinklc's
FeuillctOn-all these have been described, but
who shall convey proper idea OF the Chap
man kiss that begins amid pcais of laughter
and little hyStcrical SOhS, that runs down fell
low : back and puts wings on his feet, that
draws tense every nerve and makes him reel
with ccStatic intONlcitiOn, ana dies away trcm-
bngly as if lighting for life al, who indeed
shall describe it ia ii should be UcScrihcd: 1t
must be seen to be appreciated.