The comet. (Johnson City, Tenn.) 1884-1916, 1886-11-11
Kissed 90 Pieces.


Kissed so Pieces.
From the San Francisco Cali
"I'd like to see the real Emma Alb
bolt kiss--the one we hear about.
The one the tenor gets when all the
trials and troubles Of love hMe been
sung away when the old man relento
and the wicked rival is side.tracked at
Omaha, while the Abbott combina-
ton is booming on to Denver. Not
the half coy kiss that Marguerite, in
the awakening of her maiden's heart
OF the first delight Of love bestows on
Faust, but the unreseryed OSCILLATION
that concludes the arrangement to
skip from the balcony by knotted
sheet and hunt for justice of the
peace" said the reporter
The tenors face twitched nervous
ly. He braced himself in his seat,
leaned his head back and backed his
chair against the wall to prepare for
the rush.
"You want to see my best kiss? The
real simon pure, unadulterated arti-
Gle, my Ella Wheeler kiss? Fifty dol
lars each, in elegant, satin-lined, oxi-
died, silver cases red foil capsules,
and none genuine without the name
Emma Abbott blown into the bottle.
Look for the signature on the cork, and
beware OF counterfeit" said the charm
ing lyric artist gaily, "Well, here
goes" The tenor dug his heels in
the carpet for a purchase, gripped the
arms OF a chair as though grabbing a
life preserver in shipwreck, and
then, with whirl ol drapery aud a
flash OF rounded arms, Emma had
thrown her head on the lapel OF his
coat.
Nothing was visible to the reporter
except the tenor's hands, rigidly grasp
ing the chair-arms, and Emma's hand
some form. The round head, sur
rounded with mass of curling hair
was flying around as though Emma
was hunting for lost diamond in tn,
tenor's shirt collar. Once the teno
gasped for breath, and then the searcl
was prosecuted with renewed vigol
At last the kiss was over, leaving tn
reporter little wiser than before, onl
thankful that he was not the tenor
When the tenor's head reappeared n
one could have recognized the HAND
some Manrico A huge red, CLOWN
spot covered the entire face. TIL
right ear was gone, and Of the left bu
a stump remained. The chin wa
torn and abraded and the shirt collS
but limp rag, and one coat lap
looked as if it had gone through fiji
and water. When the fair singer ha
recovered her breath she smiling
asked the reporter what he though
oft. He admitted that it was mo
comprehensive affair and entirely sa
isfactory to him., if it was a bit han
on the tenor.
EYES," said Emma, musingly "thC
don't last long, poor fellows. l a
compelled to have four tenors on har
all the time. They can't stand it mo
than one or two nights wee
Some silly fellow started the sto
that l was too modest to play I'll TT
vatore'-all nonsense. There's not
ing immodest about the part, but t
fact is the tenor can't stand
They fear my Trovatore kiss, and {
cry time I've had the opera billed {
cry tenor in the troupe has be
caught padding around in bare ft
on purpose to catch cold. So at Ii
/ decided to expunge the opera fro
my repertoire"
"Have you any special kiss for
terviewers| asked the reporter, &
ting ready to leave
What followed is none OF the pl
lies business. If any one wants
find out about Emma's INTERVENE
kiss, let him take out policy on
life, hunt up job on some newspal
and try for himself.