The “Unkissed Son.”

Kaikoura Star, Volume XXVI, Issue 34, 4 May 1906, Page 6

The “Unkissed Son.”

■ Throughout the United Stateson Sa tin day. Eebruai y 5l h. t he procl tmation ran that Gladstone Dowi ■ had lost his title as the ” un kissed son," a proud distinction which h:,won him more fame in America than flic eva ugelisties of Down senior. 1 oitng Dow ie frequently boasted when lie visited Australia last that lie had never been kissed. | It was stated in New York, savIhe London Daily Telegraph, thin; M iss Bessie Sexton, a pretty actres - who was amongst the passengers aboard the steamer Ea Plata from t lie est Indies:, which arrived in New 7 V ork the day before, ha I been the means of deposing Gladstone Dow ie from his dignity. Next dux however, M iss Sexton ca me forwa ri.l and candidly confessed that although she intended kissing young Dow ie she had failed ignomi nioitsi y She explained that several passengers ‘Glared her." and she resolved to try. The psychological moment arrived, she thought, w hen the ves- , I sei got alongside the disembarkaI tion pierat New York. While her | many friends tittered, Miss Sexton said. “I walked towards Gladstone. | ‘ I’ve come to say goodbye, and j wish you good luck,’ I said laugh- ■ ingly, I attempted to put mv I left arm roumj his peck." But Air Dowie, Miss Sexton ack noy Ind gid. I was too smart for her. He (lodged i the kiss, disentangled Ijimself from ■ her embrace, and, blushing violent- i ly, hurried away fr• m the shi(>. ’ Air Dowie himself declared later ; that Miss Sexton “ never touched ■ him."

A. little maiden who had been out ■rating on the river for the livst time suddenly rushed into the • rawing-room. where her si.-ter was entertaining the new curate ‘ N<ll ‘ she cried, breathlessly, 'the first ’.line 1 stood up my feet went right 'ip in the air. and I came do,vn plump on my ‘Jessie,’ cried the sister, getting uneasy. ‘ Well, what,?' asked Jessie. ‘My levs scooted from under me, and I e.nu - lown plump on my ‘Jessie.’ screamed her i-t'er. ‘leave ths room instantly I’ • But he’s hurl siid Jessie. ‘ Hurt ? Who's hurt ? ' A hy, my little, doggie. I can e low n on him. only you wouldn't lot me tell you.'