American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1876-11-11

ing. Max talked, and she listened !;
Max gave opinions and she endorsed
them; Max decided, and she submitted.
1t was not Jacks Kitty at all. He was
quite relieved when she turned around
in her old piquant way and snubbed
him.
But to Kitty it was a wonderful even
ing-those grand old Romans walking
on and off the stage, the music playing,
the. people applauding, and the calm
stately man on her right hand explain
ing this and that, and locking into her
/ eyes in sneh = delicious, perplexing way
that past and present were all mingled
like the waving shadows of a wonderful
dream.
She was in loves land for about three
hours; then she had to come back into
the cold frosty air, the veritable streets,
and the unmistakable stone houses But
it was hardest of all to come back and
be the old radiant, careless Kitty.
"Well, pussy, what of the playP'
asked Tom Duffan; "you cut -
criticism short this morning. Now
what is yoursP'
"Oh, don't know, papa. The play
was Shakspeare's, and Booth and Bar
rett backed him up handsomely"
"Very fine criticism indeed, Kitty. ]
wish Booth and Barrett could hear it,
"I wish they could; but am tired to
death now. Good night, papa; good
night, mamma. I'll talk for twenty in
the morning"
"What's the matter with Kitty.
motherp'
"Jack Warner, expect"
"Humi don't think So"
"Men don't know every thing, Tom. ~
"They don't know any thing about
are only guesses at truth"
eco to bed, Tom Duffan; you are
getting prosy and ridiculous. Kitty
will explain herself in the morning."
But Kitty did not explain herself, and
she daily grew more and more mex
plicable. She began to read: Max
brought the books and she read them.
She began to practice: Max liked mu-
sic, and wanted to sing with her. She
stopped crimping her hair: Max said
it was unnatural and inartistic. She
went to scientific lectures and astro-
nomical lectures and literary societies !:
Max took her.
Tom Duffan did not quite like the
change, for Tom was of that order of
men who love to put their hearts and
necks under pretty woman's foot He
had been so long used to KITTY domi-
nant, to Kitty sarcastic, to Kitty will
full, to Kitty absolute, that he could not
understand the new Kitty.
al do not think our little girl is quite
well, mother" he said one day, after
studying his daughter reading the En-
dyn,io,s without yawn.
"Tom, if you can't think to better
purpose, you had better go on painting
Kitty is in love-"
"First time ever saw love make a
woman studious and sensible"
"They are uncommon symptoms
nevertheless, Kitty's in love. Poor
child"
"With whomp'
"Max Raymond;' and the mother
dropped her eyes upon the ruffie she
was pleating for Kitty's dress, while
Tom Duffan accompanied the newborn
thought with his favorite melody.
Thus the winter passed quickly and
happily away. Greatly to Kitty's de-
light, before its close Jack found the
I" blonde, sentimental, intellectual
FRIEND" who could appreciate both him
and his writings; and the two went to
in what Kitty called "a
large dry-goods box" The merry lit
tie wedding was the last event of late
spring, and when it was over, the sum-
mer quarters were an imperative ques-
ton.
"I really don't know what to do,
said Tom. "Kitty vowed
she would not go to the Peak this year,
and I scarcely know how to get along
without it,
"Oh, Kitty will go. Max Raymond
has quarters at the hotel lower down."
"Oh, oh! I'll tease the little puss."
"You will do nothing of the kind,
Tom, unless you want to go to Cape
May or the Branch. They both imag-
me their motives undiscovered; but you
Just let Kitty know that you even sus-
pect them, and she won't stir step in
your direction"
Here Kitty, entering the room,
stopped the conversation. She had a
pretty lawn suit on, and Japanese fan
n her hand. "Lawn and fans, Kitty"
'aid Tom: "time to leave the city. |
Shall we go to the Branch, or Sarato-
POP"
Snow, papa, you know you are jok-
ng; you always go to the Peak"
"But am going with you to the sea-
tide this summer, Kitty. wish my lit
lie daughter to have her whim for
,nce."
You are better than there is any
occasion for, papa. don'tw want either
he Branch or Saratoga this year. Sa-
ali Cooper is at the Branch, with her
nobby little husband and her extrava-
rant toilettes; I'm not going to be pat
onized by her. And Jack and his
earned lady are at Saratoga. 1 don't
Vant to make Mrs. Warner jealous, but
IN afraid couldn't help it. 1 think
on had better keep me out of tempta-
ion."