A Kiss In The Dark
It was iu the dark at the foot of the stair â– Vhere after the danco I traced her, I heard her step and 1 caught her there And fondly kissed and embraced her. She did not seem to take it amiss. And flnding myseif in clover, I wasn't content with a single kiss, But I kissed her a dozen times over And I kne v that I was not giving offence To her, 'or she seemed to like it. Ah, me ! "was a blissf ui experience- lutky I was to strike it! Then a light appeared and flight I took With my mind on distraciion's borders; I had eaught and been kissiug the colored cooli Wbo was going up stairs for orders.
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racism
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Old News
Ann Arbor Argus