UP AND KISSED HER.
Cupid knew a maiden fair—
Flying round about he met her—
Told her of a youth’s despair,
Who was dying just to get her.
Every time the youth would pass
By some strange mischance he missed her
Till at length he met the lass,
Then he straightway up and kissed her.
Kissed her
Missed her
Then he straightway up and kissed her!
When she seemed a trifle mad
At the liberty, he told her;
’Gainst his heart so very sad
For her pardon he would hold her.
Thought he needn’t hold so tight!
Said she’d be to him a sister.
Claiming quick a brother’s right,
Many, many times he kissed her!
Kissed her!
Sister!
Many, many times he kissed her.
“You don’t leave me any chance,”
Said the maiden, “to deny you;
You may see, sir, at a glance,
I’ve no power to defy you!”
Loved her more each time they met—
Strange that lips don’t sometimes blister—
Stranger still, they sweeter get—
Did to him each time he kissed her!
Kissed her!
Blister!
Did to him each time he kissed her.
—Fred Emerson Brooks.
SAM JONES.
Rev. Sam P. Jones, the great evangelist and Southern lecturer, who possesses a style of oratory unique and powerful, and a wonderful magnetism.
IDA BENFEY,
Who makes a short tour in the South each season, and who is always welcomed for her high art.