A STOLEN- KISS AND THE RESULT.

Dunstan Times, Issue 704, 15 October 1875, Page 4

A STOLEN - KISS AND THE RESULT.

—o — A correspondent says : —“ A lady of dazzling beauty sat right in front of ire, and I dare say each passenger felt that we were too tightly wedged together for such a warm day. A gentleman who had assisted the lady whose beauty was bewitching squeezing himself with difficulty down at lay left side, that being the only available space; and from certain little attentions that passed between them, I concluded that they were husband and wife. As we rushed onward, from the window my eyes glanced o’er the most striking features of the landscape, and I could not for the soul of me keep from taking an occasional peep at the ‘ vision of delight ’ before me. Suddenly the charming creature bent her head towards the gentleman on my left, who nothing loth bent forward to listen. ‘ I wish I were through that horrid tunnel, said the lady in accents that thrilled me like a melody. ‘ After the first halt we shall reach it in a few minutes ] don’t he frightened,’ said the gentleman, ‘ at the tunnel, my dear.’ After this brief confab both assumed their upright position, the whistle sounded, our speed slackened, and finally Wj halted. A boy who sat next the gentlemen on my left went out, which circumstance gave us more room and more comfort, as we did not f< el so jammed together, the gentleman having moved a little further from me. We started, and in no time entered the tunnel ; and in the darkness in that tunnel, whether in the body or out of the body I cannot tell, but th's I know, I had a blessed experience. Alight lictle hand was laid on ray shoulder; I felt a warm breath fan my face : and heaven and earth, in a moment of time a pair of delicious moist lips were rubbing at mine, adjusting themselves to that ecstatic pressure—that intensification of sweetness which lips can feel but tongue can never express. This done, the little hand slid down my arm, thrilling every nerve in my hand. May the gentleman on my left ever remain in blissful ignorance of the mistake his better half made in the darkness of that tunnel ! He was, as I afterwards learned, her accredited husband.” It is rather provoking to have to add that next morning the same *• correspondent ” had to advertise a Lls reward for a pocket-book containing ten L 5 notes, some private letters, a small bottle of hair-dye, and a toothpick !