MAKING LOVE IN A FLAT.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume VII, Issue 10, 7 March 1891, Page 20

MAKING LOVE IN A FLAT.

A REPORTER has heen studying incidents through open windows lately, and here are some of the results. The young woman on the floor opposite seemed extremely agitated. She hung a large portion of her rather shapely form dangerously far out of the window, until the onlookers would have been alarmed had they not been convinced that somewhere within the room a pair of pedal anchors were securely holding fast. She looked anxiously up the street and down in a way significant of some one’s coming, a waiting and watching that was soon rewarded by the appearance of a tall, thin young man on the horizon. The marvellous occurrences that followed the advent of the tall, thin young man in the parlour, on the top flat, beginning with a series of torpedo like kisses and the sudden disappearance of gaslight, defy description. In about three minutes the tall, thin young man and his hostess appeared at the window. They thoughtfully provided against wear and tear on the furniture by using only one chair. ‘ Awfully glad to see you,’ he said, giving the other occupant of the chair an athletic hug. ‘ You horrid thing !’ she screamed. The thin young man disregarded this remark by administering another large hug, followed by a series of little tremor hugs and ten or a dozen pop kisses. ‘ Go ’way !’ ‘ I won’t. ’ Four toy-pistol kisses. ‘ I like your cheek.’ ‘ I know you do.’ At this juncture there was a dive and a jump, the external symptoms of a pinching match. ‘ O-o-oh !’ ‘ Never do it again ?’ ‘ Never !’ Bang, bang, depreciating into the long rattle of Kissing musketry. The opportune arrival of a thunderstorm at this point compelled the shutting of windows, and incidents in the parlour of the top-floor flat no longer engrossed the attention of the opposite community.