The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1911-08-19
ONE OF THOSE
TUNNEL KISSES
BY ], BERRY GRAPE
Copyright by American Press Asso'
citation, 1871.
BY ], BERRY GRAPE


hate. She ia both young and pretty, |
and vet hate her. Why soy | will
tell you.
was travelling with my friend Bob
Caruthers both Of us bank clerks go
ing on our minute vacation Of one
twenty-fourth Of the year. We were on |
the train TO Cheltcnham Beach and |
both feeling pretty good We were |
Young, and youth is not oyerwse We |
talked too much, ana we talked too
loud. In other words, We We're fresh
There was Il party Of four in the two |
seats next in front OF us, one back be
Ing turned TO face the other. /, con
sisted Of Il young woman, two children
and q negro nurse The children. two
little boys. were doing pretty much as
they pleased. sometimes insisting on
riding forward, at other times back
ward. This Kept the hldy changing her
seat. When she rode backward she
faced us, when forward she sat with
her back TO us, but in the next seat in
front.
While she was facing us | made a
discovery | learned TO my satiSfac
tiou that She would tiirt. There are
different grades OF Irritation. from The
little miss who passes beer bandker-
chief over her lips to the LADY who
simply darts her eyes about, flashing
them nj rare intervals, aud hlt ustan-
taneously. on the fellow She tiirts with.
This was The kind u. s'dfrtef The girl
was who sat in front Of US. That she
was not married was evident from the
! fact that the nurse called her Miss"
The children called her "Nmt Carrie"
| After II considerable play Of e..cs I
made up my mind that Aunt Carrie
| was full OF Old Nick. I began to talk
| to Fob about her, expatatire upon
her beauty, naming different features
her eyes. her nose, her chin any one
of which would make model for an
artist As for her lips | pronounced
| them the most kissable ! had ever
seen All this said quite louIeuough
for her TO hear. at the same time pre-
tenling to talk in q low tone.
Then Bob put an idea into my head
"Why don't you kiss her." he re-
marked.
Kiss her? DO you suppose would
profane those sacred lips without per
mission?"
"You might steal kiss
would that dared and found an
opportunity
"rhe opportunity will present itself
shortly. There's II tunnel on this road
Don't tempt me-
Faint heart never won fair lady"
We kept up This conversation, ipten-
tioual!y speaking loud enough for the
young lady TO hear what we SAID. |
dwelt on the delight there was in a
stolen kiss and the ineXpreSsiblc bliss
| would derive from pressing my lips
TO those Of the girl in question. Bob
told me all about tie tunnel; said we
were approaching Il and dared me to
take the kiss while We were in 1t.
adding that since It was not n long
tunnel and the only ON" on the road
the lamps were not lighted in passing
,hrmgh il. Presently he said:
This is Markham Station we're
passing Well reach the tunnel in Eve
minutes"
Notwithstanding that the young
lady must have heard the most of
what we said she reSolutely kept the
seat next in front Of us. | argued that
IL she didn't wish to he kissed she
would take the other seat. where !
could not reach her Indeed. con.
strued her remaining where she was
for direct challenge.
Suddenly the train shot into the
tunnel. and within ten or a dozen sec
onds the car was black as midnight.
"Now's your chance" cried Bob.
81 dare not"
Nevertheless | half rose from my
seat and threw my arms about the
neck Of the woman sitting in front Of
me | expected a box on the ear. but
instead two arms were thrown about
my neck and a pair of lips glued TO
mine.
Scarcely had we euGDraced when the
darkness began 10 disappear ] ut
tempted TO unwind the arms from
around my neck, but they refused to
be unwound It grew lighter, and in
few seconds more the train shot out
into broad day
Great heavens! | was held tight by
the negro nurse
can yet hear the burst Of laughter
that came from the passengers. | can
see the eyes Of Aunt Carrie dancing q
liz. can see the horrible face of the
black wench as she released me of her
own accord aud hear the horrible yah.
yah! And still feel in my heart the
shame. the modification Of having
been made Il spectacle before a ear
full OF passengers.
Bob the villain lay back in his scat
and roared | struggled between a
desire TO throw him out and punch his
head where he sat As for the girl, my
admiration was turned to gall. long.
ed, and long today when | think of
her trick IN changing seats with the
negress. that we might he back two
or three centuries and | might accuse
har of ypitchrraft 70 see her hilrnpd n,