The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1875-03-17

Inose roses beautiful My goodness
gracious, how astonished Kate swill
be !"
"She can't be more 80 than I am. u
said Mr.. Barkdale, sinking into the
Sleepy Hollow chair and passing his
handkerchief vaguely across his fore.
head. "Well it's matter of fate; |
can't tell how | am to explain myself;
and yet, perhaps l ought to explain.
Ladies'"
"Hush .sh-sh-sh." cried the six pref
ty girls all in a Kissing chorus, "Kate's s
coming; Bessie has brought her.
Hush-sh Don't say a word Mr.. Green
field" The golden haired girls hand
was clasped promptly over his mouth.
Alice Moore grasped his arm spasmod-
ically, and the other four danced a
sort Of bewitching little war dance
about him. while seventh girl enter.
ed--a pretty Madonna faced little
creature like dove.
"Come and kiss him Kate" cried
all the others, "Now don't be ridicu.
lous, for we shan't take any notice.
Here he is."
"Kiss who?" cried Kate, standing
still and staring all around her. "Girls
what on earth do you meanf"
"You provoking thingl said BarSa-
ra, stamping her little foot" "Do
you suppose we are all fools? Why,
of course we know all about him. It's
Mr.. Greenfeld-your cousin, Kate
the young M. D."
Kate looked around in bewilder.
ment.
"Where ?"
"Why, here?"
"Nothing of the sortp said Miss
Kate dsmurely.
Our hero stood up, feeling himself
growing uncomfortably warm and red.
Ladies'" he said, "there is some
mistake here. l said at the outset
that my name was not Greenfield"
"There!" cried all the girls at once.
"There" echoed Kate defantly.
"Didn't we tell your" cried the
girls.
Didn't 1 tell you ?" retorted Kate.
"Be kind enough to let us know
what you name is sir"
"Cephas Barkdals !" said the wretch
ed victim of misunderstanding.
"But," said Miss Moore, "you said
it was Mott Greenfield"
"Of course l did p said the puzzled
bachelor. Is it not Greenfield, and it
never will be unless l have it changed
by an act of Legislature"
ooh !" cried the girls. "Dear,
dear to be sure! And we thought you
were Kate's lover-and his name is
Mott Nott-Nott Greenfield"
"Do hold your tongues, you ridicp.
lous thingsl" said Kate half vexed
and half laughing. "What will Bark
dale think Of us?'
81 think you are very NICE" said
Mr.. Barkdale, gallantly.
"Mss Barbara had in the meantime
taken slip of paper out of her pocket.
She uttered hysterical shrek.
"It's all my fault" she exclaimed.
at was No. SO instead Of No. SO, and
the tail Of the horrid figures turned
the wrong end up, that's all, and the
cake and the flowers and everything"
"Stop, ladies, if you please, said Mr..
Barkdale courteously. Because the
surprise has come to the wrong place
is no reason why the right person
should not enjoy it. Allow me to give
up this room to your use this evening.
l will just step across the street and
send Mr.. Mott Greenfield over.
"But you must return with him..
said the girls.
And Mr.. Barkdale was not allowed
to part until he promised.
Mr.. Mott Greenfield, a good looking
medical student-who had the sky
parlor, directly opposite, came prompt
ly on mention Of the name of Kate
Killford, and did the polite thing in
introducing Mr.. Barkdale, and Bark.
dale ate of the sandwiches, and enjoy
ed the cake and cream, and coaxed
Miss Barbara to pin little pink rose,
bud in the buttonholc of his coat, and
enjoyed himself prodigiously.
"Td like to be surprised like this
every night in the year." said he.
30, you greedy creature!" said Miss
Barbara.
"But there was one time I seriously
meditated throwing myself out of the
window" said he, "when you told me
| was to kiss Kate"
"Dear, DEAR" said Barbara, ,ironical-
ly, that would have been dreadful
wouldn't it?"
"But the awkwardness of the thing"
81 dare say you never kissed pret-
ty girl" pouted the blonde.
81 never did, but will now if you
say So" said the bachelor.