WHY SHE WANTED A KISS.

Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume VII, Issue 2095, 15 September 1885, Page 2

WHY SHE WANTED A KISS.

" Kiss me again." Sibyl Sartorii spoke these , words in a grave calm manner that betokened the serious import in which she held thein, and as Holdfast bent tenderly forward km lips softly to hers, Bho looked up to him in the sly, cat-on-the-back-fence fashion that had so witched him in the golden-hued days of courtship. There was no tint of deception in tho pure nature of this girl, and her every act wan the result of reflection, often profound. Brought up in Boston, she had all her life been accustomed to put to its best use the power of [discernment which « thoughtful mind gave her. Surrounded as she was by the myatio influences of Emerson, the Concord School of Philosophy, and several large warehouses where mackerel were sold, it is small wonder that when, standing on the threshold of womanhood, she beheld suitors for her heart and hand approaching, she had analysed with critical care the hopes and fears of each—had subjected the character of every wooer ip the rigid scrutiny, of a mind ; thati®ated cross-legged on the starry summit of psychological research, looked upon a man as only vivified protoplasm, and th» deepest emotions of the heart as merely the manifestations of a' too-active nelfe system. * Herbert knew this. He knew that this girl, the rounded curves of whose figure and the dewy sweetness of whose lips would have made an anchorite leave his job without a pang, had naught of passion in her nature. And so well he had complied—oh, so gladly—with her request, there stalks from out the banquet halls of his indignation, where they had so long been unwelcome guests, the sheeted ghosts of doubt and apprehension. He knew now that Sibyl loyed him with a love that would never falter or fail—* love that, securely built upon a foundation of respect and admiration, was now crowned with the large, roomy, mansard roof of ;a ; deathless, never changing passion. Her words proved it. Never before had she even as much as hinted at a kiss, and when-he had sought to take one she had submitted to his caresses moje as a dutiful thf&As an ardent lover; B.iitnow all was cHSaged, and it was she who sought the bliss—that a large, well-regulated, three-story basement kiss alone can give. thought was ecstacy.

"Youlove me better to-day, Sibyl," lie said, " than you did yesterday, uit not ao, darling ?"

"No," she answered, standing there still and pulseless as a calm at high tide. " Then why," he asked, " did you ask me to kits you I" " Because," Sibyl replied, "I desired to ascertain whether or not you had been drinking rum."