The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1899-10-29

Paul, out throughout this and adjoining
states, as is attested by the hundreds of
letters that have poured in on the Song
Editor of the q O b e, to whom Miss
Hollins arranged to have the contestants
for her $40 prize send their verses
A ST. Anthony hill girl sends this:
In ST Paul. you'll find, the winner
the girls have tod me this
Is not the shy, weak SKINNER,
But wholesome, hold-me- KISS.
Don't mind Ii girls are baSnfui,
It's the thing to do, you know.
/ Sometimes youJlvhave your hands full
: And sometimes boys are SLOW.
One of the antl-dog illusions is as fol-
lows:
There are kisses called platonic
Such as TREND gives unto friend,
BuC the kiss that's most sardonIc
And the one III ne'er defend
Is the poodle kiss. that's gwen
By the girl unto her pet;
Sure she never tasted heaven
In the bliss we ne'er forget
From an East Fifth street woman
comes this:
I'm aw1ully tickled, lovey,
When gazing at your lips,
For Your oScuatMg powers
Can be nothing more than bliss;
But please do not get reckless
And come UP On the stage,
For managers are managers
<Aiid doll diiOW d AiSS-h1SS-klSS
Accompanying the verse is the sugges-
ton to Miss Hollins to point at the audi
ence. This shows an appreciation OF the
necessities Of what is known to the stage
as business" to help out even the best
words. Some of the contributors are
puzzled by the words of the song, as sung
by Miss Hollins and question the correct
ness of its scanning, but this does not
daunt one contributor from the Colon
made, who sends two, one in what is to
her incorrect syllabiiication and the fol-
lowing in the correct:
There are kisses In the daylight
And kisses in the dark;
There are sweet, roguiSh kisses,
That of love have mo spark;
But of all the human kisses
mat have spark of bliss
None is half so full Of bfSSeS
AS the lovers stolen kiss
The policeman on one beat is under
suspicion, for an Irish poet OF local fame
writes:
There's the kiss Of the night copper,
Who takes a quiet Sneak.e
Gives the hired girl a wtopper
That would paralyZe a freak;
In the kitchen there s a ruction,
AS the lovers break away;
Oh! there's soIace in the suction,
And that topper is no jay
From jackson county comes this:
Iel lev ufS duFiSe you, misses
Don't Hurry for these things.
Never offer your kisses
To theS boyAuflless he clings
Right to your neck and sweetly pleads
That you be- hisvloved one re 49,
And dear little wife Of his.
Then kiss, kiss him, for you've won.
But while the right-around-th e-neck
style may command the best society In
Jackson county, some local popularity
seems to pertain toithe Heterogeneous
shoulder variety. c. L. ]. writes:
There's a certain man who kisses
In way that's just divine,
He's man who never misses 80.
TO return each one of mine.
With my head upon his shoulder
/ really think I'm best,
AS / look up shyly at him
While he softly docs the rest"
Which button Of his vest she presses
before he does thel:rest' is not stated,
either in the verse or in this one, also
by the same author sa
There are various sorts of kisses
Some are ardent and divine;
There are some one hardly misses,
Bus there's che for which 1 pine.
1t -, =, i44paiiirs your caIesses-
It's SO very smooth and fine,
The sensation is delicious
It's mix of thine and mine.
It's a silk dress against Turkish
towel some smooIhs young man has just
about won out at c. L. Us house. The
stolen sweets idea obtains somewhat on
East Seventh street Indeed the poetic
muse seems to- be lost more or less
judging from this one:
A little kiss, now and then,
Is q pleasure, to the most Of men;
But to kiss another fellows wife
Is the greatest joy of a mans life.
Hobson's glory ,has not been forgotten.
A local poet writes:
There are other kinds Of kisses
There's the kiss of Uncle Sam,
AS the old Krag rifle Kisses
IT the only great, I am
We have had the kiss of Hobson,
Dewey, Sampson and the rest,
But of all who smack the COB, son,
Uncle Samuel kisses best.
The rhyme between Hobson and COB
son, reveals the true poetic instinct
Three sisters living on St. Anthony ave-
nue. have somewhat different ideas as to
kissing, as is shown by the following
verses, each by different one of the
trio:
There's JOY In stolen kisses,
When the lights are burning low,
That fills the soul, with blisses
And makes the bushes glow
With his strong right arm about you,
Your head upon his breast
Oh, the man that does the kissing.
Is the one that kisses best.
Ruth, it Is plain;g has no time for a
-laggard, but good measure in each kiss
seems to suit Kate better, for she sings:
There are many sorts Of kisses,