The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1874-03-20
SeIertco STORY.
CAPTAIN KATE.

CAPTAIN KATE.
'Pm going down to the lake shore
where it is cool and quiet, where
E needn't work, or even think, but dc
&. just as l please
\ That's what said to Fred Cor
man.
Fred looked blank. Don't go this
: afternoon" he said ; Il wanted you
ito go with me to Madame WIS tc
might and be presented to Captain
Kate, the new belle
Thank, you, but no more girls OF
the period for me, if you please
had rather be excused
| oh, but you must see Captain
Kate = he went on, that is what they
lcall her, because of the followers she
has she's worth SEEING
I 4 know the STYLE l SAID, with a
majestic wave of the hand. Bold
ieyes-blue, perhaps (; black, proba-
bly, rather tall, immense chignon,
laughs, and cracks jokes like a troop
er, and never says one word of sense.
l repeat it my friend, not any for
meP
But just watt said Fred, and
interrupted with another wave of
the hand.
MY friend 1 shall leave town this
afternoon for the lake ; should like
your company, but if you choose to
stay l go alone. / want nothing of
this Kate or any other woman
''Pon my SOUL cried Fred, widen
| ing his blue eyes. what has come
over you, the king Of male 1lirts Z?
Been bitten, eh p
No, simply disgusted,' 1 answer
ed loftily. I'm tired of work and
women, and am going to leave both.
VIII you goY
Not till next week-then I'll fol-
+ lIoW.i--
All right I said, and then we
parted.
King OF firts, Fred had called
me and that term needs some ex-
Iplanation, for 1 should regret haY-
ling any of my friends think me that
most detestable affair, man but
Iterfy.
was thirty not bad looking,
land well-to do young lawyer, pos
Isessed of nice little property. 1
had due appreciation of a woman
liked most of them extremely well,
loved none paid them some harm
less compliments chatted, walked,
and drove with them. But as for
firting-why l spoke no word of
love gave no fair lady any reason
for thinking 1 was in love, and still
Mrs. Grundy gave me the appellation
Iof male firt.' Well, never mind, I
didn't.
went down to the lake shore
that afternoon and engaged rooms
at private dwelling.
we have three boarders now,' the
pleasant little lady said, and expect
one more tomorrow Afternoons
young relative from the city-and
there are rooms for just one more
Those l engaged, and domiciled
myself Immediately in my quarters,
but not at all pleased with the pro.
Ispective young lady. There were
two already, but harmless individu-
ais, mentally observed at the table;
one q studious damsel who wore
spectacles, and looked at the ceiling,
the other an invslid and wife of the
male boarder. But this coming girl
who was she, and what did she
want to disturb my coveted peace
and country quiet for ? No doubt
she would be q dashing, slashing,
Ipanier and sash-end style of girl,
who would dare me into making love
to her, and give me no peace till l
did. Flirtations might be all very
well, but a fellow did not like to be
dragged into it when he was in search
of peace and quiet. This was nv
mental style of soliloquy until the
coming girP came l watched her
from my window as the hack set her
down.
Small, dressed in gray, vailed.
That was all 1 saw, save two moder-
ate sized trunks. All, uutil two
hours later, when l saw her at the
table, and took a private inventory.
Rather below the medium height,
and slender in figure; fair, with
faint color in her checks; hair dus-
/ ky brown, curling, or rather waving,
not quite to the shoulders, and tied
with blue ribbon from the smooth
brow; eyes, a quiet brown, and clear
as a summer lake. That was all, l
think, that l noticed. No, the mouth
was very sweet and pretty, and to-
tally void of that society smirk and
naughty curl which are so decidedly
repulsive in women. l remember
thinking OF that, and then quite for
getting Miss Whiting until the fol
lowing day.
"A very quiet, sensible-appearing
and rather pretty young woman, l
had said to myself, and one not so
likely to molest me in any way
| l strolled out to little arbor the
next forenoon, with book in my
hand and found Miss Whiting, with
q book in her hand seated in the
said arbor.
4 beg PARDON I began; 4 did not
know that the place was occupied.
Make believe that it isn't" she
said, 'and come in. There is ample
room, and 1 am so much interested
in my book that 1 shall not even sec
you
Feeling decidedly complimentet
: at the closing sentence, seated my
: self on the opposite bench and open
ed my boot But | did not progress.