Rensselaer Republican, Volume 14, Number 20, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 2 February 1882 — The Right Time to Kiss. [ARTICLE]

The Right Time to Kiss.

FlnlftiielpMa Times. An obse, vvnt and evidently discrim-' in.suing y-'uii.g reader of the Times e.'ri’.Vi io »ay ill.it he has read with I.■."‘dy.svisfcclion Ills' occasional exposi i ms yf kissing in its various moods auJ tenses that adorn these columns. But he didares that he is still in doubt as to the right time to begin kissing. He details at some length the embarrrs aents ththis uncertainty has brought uponlhlm, and begs tbe publication of his letter in full, that others who are similarly situated may contribute to the discussion, and thus make the matter clear to those whp are willing but timid. His own experience is not without certain unique interest. He has known the “sweetest girl in the world” ever since she left school. She belongs to a familyjtbat considers it a first duty to “live up to the diuing-rooiu dudo aud the blue china” that garnishes the side board and table. The mother holds kissing in gbomination, and is fond of remarking that “intellect is not fed through the lips;” that a kiss is a purely fleshly perversion of the sweet intimacy of (esthetic love. Under such a frowning providence tlie young girl he adores displays an aversou to kissiqg him good night, in welcoming him with this lovers’ privilege, when he comes of an evening to take her to church, the theatre or what not.

This, it will be Heen, is a rather trying plight for a young lover—for a kiss is the visible sign and token of au inner sentiment which no words cau express. The eyes and toflgue do a good deal oi appreciable work in love making, but the meeting of the lips Is the sign and seal, the chrism, so to speak, which transforms the earthly into the divine. L »ve without (i kiss would be like the harp without the hand, the rainbow without its iiue. the brook without its bauble, the landscape without its colors, tbe lea rose—sweetest flower for scent that blows—without its odor, tbe borealis without its variations, poetry without rytlmi, spring without sunlight, a garden without foliage,or marriage without love. The young woman whose ideas teach her to reooiJ from a kiss, cheats the lover of the joys of loving and does not deserve the ctavo-r tionofamanly heart. Sue may live up to the dining-room dado aud the side-board bric-a-brac, but she will never prov# a congeuiai wife, and our correspondent will save his heartstrings many a future wrench by leaving her to do dado and bric-a-brac.