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'What I say is, continued the stranger, putting him aside with his powerful arm, like a twig out of the path 'why didn't you sing again when we shouted bis? That's not much to ask. 'Einen Kuss, that's not much, came again from the ranks of his companions, 'Ih! der Stakramenter! cried one tipsy German, bursting with laughter.

AMERICUS. Waco, Texas, September 10. My correspondent is indeed "A Merry Kuss" else he could find no pleasure in calling a man a liar in an anonymous letter. To call that creature a cur who flings an insult which he fears to father, were a damning libel on every decent dog in Christendom.

And when at last he said: "Adieu!" and she murmured "Kuss die Hand. Adieu!" there was quite a little pang in his heart.... Wonderful and queer is the heart of a man!... For all that, as he neared home he hastened, till he was actually running. Why had he stayed so long up there? She would be back she would expect to see him; and that young beast of a violinist would be with her, perhaps, instead!

The New York Press wants all niggers holding federal offices in the South "armed to the teeth" for their own protection. It has an idea that the South is peopled only by "white savages" whose favorite sport is the shooting of nigger officer-holders from ambush. Like the erstwhile Artemus Ward's monkey, the editor of the Press is "a most amusin kuss."

The appearance of the nephew and the uncle was identical. A most peculiar case is stated by Clerc as occurring in the experience of Kuss of Strasburg. A woman had a negro paramour in America with whom she had had sexual intercourse several times. She was put in a convent on the Continent, where she stayed two years.

When I take money I want to leave some tangible object in the other fellow's hands for him to gaze at and to distract his attention from my spoor, even if it's only a Komical Kuss Trick Finger Ring for Squirting Perfume in a Friend's Eye. But if you've got a fresh idea, Andy, says I, 'let's have a look at it.

Tobacco-worship seems to us to culminate in the following stanza from a German song: "Tabak ist mein Leben, Dem hab' ich mich ergeben, ergeben; Tabak ist meine Lust. Und eh' ich ihn sollt' lassen, Viel lieber wollt' ich hassen, Ja, hassen selbst eines Mädchens Kuss."

I don't say I minded the kiss, though I did not particularly want it, while I did want the cushion. I don't like to go back to the shop. I cannot understand the thing at all." I said: "What did you ask for?" He said: "A cushion" I said: "That is what you wanted, I know. What I mean is, what was the actual German word you said." He replied: "A kuss." I said: "You have nothing to complain of.

For we are the artists among nations waxen temperaments, formed to take on impressions, to be moulded this way and that, by our age, our epoch. You are the moralists, we are the ..." "The immoralists." "If you like. In your vocabulary, that's a synonym for KUNSTLER." "You make me ill, Heinz!" "KUSS' DIE HAND!" He was silent, following a smoke-ring with his eyes.

It is better, is it not? All day you may rest and smoke!" Byrne led Harmony past the drunken Portier, who turned with caution and bowed after them. "Gute Nacht," he called. "Kuss die Hand, Fraulein. Four rooms and the salon and a bath of the finest." As they went up the Hirschengasse they could hear him pursuing his unsteady way down the street and singing lustily.