The independent press. (Abbeville C.H., S.C.) 1853-1860, 1860-09-21
Kitty CLYDE was the belle of the VILLAGE

was kitty's hcau, an insinuation whicl
Kitty Indignantly denied. Be matters a
they were, the truth was Kitty was lttl
inclined to coquette. Free and open-b bear
ted, of good disposition, pretty, face ane
figure, Kitty liked to be admired. To b,
sure, away down in heart, something whis
pered-'you love Harry Jones;' but ther
she could not satisfied with one string &c
her beau.
Supper came, and Kitty was missing
again. In vaiu Dame Clyde called Kitty
Kitty! Where was Kitty now Just in the
same place where we found her this NOR.
ming, this time, however, alone. There she
sat, her eyes fixed vacanlIy on the waves,
okihg like picture.
1wonder who loves me best.F she mur-
mered. John is fine fellow, but he is too
polite. Tom loves mo, too, but then he's
too poor. Then there is Harry Jones,
Who
is here to answer for himself;' and that
individual emerged from a clumb of trees.
For shame, Harry JONES' to play the
eavesdropper! exclaimed Kitty. 81
Never minding her words, he asked
Shall tell you, Kitty, who loves you
'besta'
Kitty as. a little flurried at his sudden ap-
pcaranea,eo she answered:
Idon't know, and what's more, don't
care.'
We'll, I'll answef it anyhow
Kitty put both her hands up to her ears,
saying, 4 won't hear
Kitty and Harry.syoice took. a deeper
tone, / love you, l have watched yvu for
long time. 1 have seen you bestow many
bright smiles on others, but now, Kitty,
ask them all for myself. Do you love me,
Khty2'
What nonsense is this = exclaimed Kitty
arch'y smiling.
'Nonsepsea No, it is not nonsense. Do
you love me, KittyF
No!
The word was haes shly spoken, and Harry
turneFto tide his emotion.
'Tkan:Fgood-by, Kitty Clyde. L never
thought you a flirt till now-never!
Harry turned on bis heel and quickly
walked away. For moment Kitty sat
tarraolute, then, warned by the coming dark
ness, she hastened homeward.
Child, child said her mother, where
have you beens'
Kitty made no reply, but seeking her
own little chamber, she threw herself on
the bed'and wept.S For almost an hour
she sobbed there, and then said, 'he will
come again, tomorrow
That night wild Dreams fitted through
Kitty, Clyde's head. She dreamed she
was bride, but there was no bridegroom.
So overpowered was she by her emotions
that she awoke, just as the sun came peep
ing in the lite window.
Kitty was more than usually brisk that
morning, for she longed fof the time 10
come Tor her to meet Harry again. Ia
king down her basket from its perch, and
her rod from behind the. door, she wandered
through the meadow, toward The rock.
There she sat, waiting till noon, and Harry
had not come.
well, he'll be here at sunset throught
Kitty, rs she sauntered toward home. Sun
seebrought no Harry, but on the rock lay
note which Kitty hastily opened. 1t was
short and precise,' 49, ~. =
'Kitty-You do not love me. Fam 90
ing away tomorrow. Fareyvl! God bless
you. sHARRx.'
flushing back a sob. she quickly folded
the note and placed it in her bosom. 1t Was
hard work to keep back the tears, but pride
came to her aid.
'What ais thee, Kitty 2 asked her moth,
er; art sick. childa' :
NO.. Mother
| Just then Mr.. Clyds-entered.
Have you heard the neysa' he asked of
Kitty. -
News, what news, fathets'
why: Harry Jones y going ta ship.
He said no more, but sPtapg forward to
catch the faintippg form 81 Kitty.
is he gone, father, II he goaer eagerly
asked Kitty.
Not yst,he starts tomorrow @
| Then fshava time, isnd nm atasra N !