The Andrew County Republican. [volume] (Savannah, Mo.) 1871-1876, 1876-11-09

unucr any possible circumstances I'm
clear or that subject, Jack"
81 know all about farming, Kitty, If
that would do"
"But | suppose if you were a farm
err, w should have to live in the coun-
try. | am sure that would not do"
Jack did not see how the city and the
farm could be brought to terms; SO he
sighed, and was silent.
Kitty answered the sigh. "Nousc in
bothering about me-, Jack. You ought
to be very glad | have been so honest.
Some girls would have 'risked you,'
and in II week you'd have been just as
~miserable!"
"You don't dislike me, KittyP"
"Not at all. ! think you are first
rate"
at is my profession, thenP"
"Exactly."
Snow, what has it ever done to Of
fend youP"
Nothing yet, and / don't mean it
ever shall. You see, l know VIII Hut
tons wife; and what that woman en-
dures! It's just dreadful"
"Now, Kitty!"
alt is, Jack. Will reads all his fine
articles to her, wakes her up Mt nights
to listen to some new poem, PUSHES
away from the dinner table to jot down
what he calls IAN idea, is always point
ing out splendid passages to her, and
keeps her working just like n slave
copying his manuscripts and cutting
newspapers to pieces. Oh, it is just
dreadful"
"But she thoroughly enjoys it,"
"Yes, that is such a shame. viii
has quite spoiled her. Lucy used to be
real nice; a jolly, stylish girl. Before
she was married she was splendid COM
pany; now, you might just rs well
nope round with u book"
"Kitty, I'd promise upon my honor
at the altar, if you like-never to bother
you with any thing l write never to
say a word about my profession"
"No, no, sir! Then you would sUon
be finding some one else to bother, per-
haps some blonde, sentimental, intel.
"lectual friend What is the use OF
turning a ~gOod-natured little thing like
me into Il hateful dog in the manager? |
am not naturally able to appreciate
you, but if you were mine, | should
snarl and bark and bite at any other
woman who was"
Jack liked this unchristian sentiment
very much indeed. He squeezed Kitty's
hand and looked SO gratefully into hei
face that she was forced to pretend h,
ruined her glove.
"IIl buy you boxes full, Kitty; and
darling, l am not very poor; l am quit,
sure could make plenty of money fol
you"
"Jack, | did not want to speak abou
money because, il u girl does not e
into raptures about being willing to liv,
on crusts and dress in calicoes for love
people say she's merccnary. Well
then, l am m%ercenary. want sill
dresses and decent dinners and matt
nses, and I'm fond of having thing
regular; it's q habit of mine to lik,
, them all the time. Now | know litera
ry people have spasms of riches, an,
then spasms of poverty. Artists ar
, just the same. l have tried poverty oc
~casionally, and found its uses less dc
sirable that some people tell us the
are"
"Have you decided yet whom an
t what you will marry, Kitty"
"No sarcasm, Jack. l shall MARI
I the first good honest fellow that love
me and has n steady business, and VIII
' will take me every summer to Sc
+ views"
"To see viewsP"
eyes. l am sick to death OF fir
scenery and mountains, 'scarped an
Jagged and rifted,' and all other kind,
I've seen so many grand landscapes,
never want tosee another. l WANT to sta
at the Branch or the Springs, and ha,
nice dresses and a hop every nigh
p And you know papa wiH so to son
d lonely place, where all my toilettes al
thrown away, and where there is not
soul to speak to but famous men of OF
d kind or another"
D.. Jack couldn't help laughing; butthC
were now among the little crush tn
generally gathers in the vestibule of
ut theater, and whatever he meant 20 S,
IS was cut in two by a downright hear
salutation from some third party.
"Why, Max, when did you g
III homer"
e. "To.day's steamer" Then the
es were introductions and q jingle
merry words and smiles that blend,
in Kitty's ears with the dreamy must
Ok the rustic of dresses, and perfume
IT. flowers, and the newcomer was gon
I'd But tina three minutes s. interview '
a wonderful event to Kitty Duffa
u though she did not yet realize it. T
Ii stranger had touched her as she h
never been touched before. His ma
en- netic voice called something into bel
as that was altogether new to her; l
nd keen searching gray eyes claimed VIII
he she could neither understand nor wit
nd hold. She became suddenly silent a
ng thoughtful; and Jack, who was learn
ful in love lore, saw in a moment that X
an ty had fallen in love with his frie
!. Max Raymond.
ire 1t gave him a moments bitter pan
as but il Kitty was not for him, then
in ! sincerely hoped Max might win h