The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1879-06-12
TRI-WEEKLY EDITION
at the address. Then she read aloud the

at the address, Then she read aloud the
contents.
DEAR LoyE.--Herc is the hood which l
crochctcd for you. l selected blue and
white because you always look as 'ssweet
as q peach' in those colOrs | only wish l
could kiss your good face when you get it
on. In haste, your loving friend,
SUE ASHLEY
"Sue Is just splcndidl" she exclaimed,
lifting the cover of the box. But in an in
stant more look of disappointment covered
her face. "rherc is no hood here. MAN.
ma, she said "Only pair of slippers,
and they must be for papa. OF course they
arc great deal too big for me-" and she
laid No. slipper on the carpet and
placed her dainty No. Q foot beside it.
eyes, they must be for you, father; and
Sue, who is grand olmoncr about Christ
mas time, in her multiplicity of cares while
sending Christmas gifts to her friends, has
forgotten to inclosc the hood"
''They arc too big for me" said Mr..
Scranton, who was small man; sthcy
must be intended for some one else Mrs.
Ashley will find out the mistake and inform
you Of il. Meantime do not let our treat
for the evening be interrupted"
And the loving father led his daughter
back to the piano, and badc her sing the
good old songs of his boyhood- "Bonnic
Doom" "Ingle Side" "and "Kathlcen Ma
vourneen." Her voice was specially adapt
ed to those songs, because of its peculiar
sweetness.
81 don't care anything about your oper-
attic songs, Love-" he said, "but it does my
heart so much good to hear you sing those
songs which are so full of pleasant memo
ries of the days that will never come to ne. 1"
The father pressed his darling child to
his bosom and imprinted upon her check
warm, loving kiss. He had always put far
from his thoughts the day that might come
when another should take her from him.
''Of course, nobody could help loving
her, he said to his wife that evening, after
Love had retired to her room. 's3ut it will
have to be paragon Of perfection in the.
shape of man who will get my consent to
take her away from us and our home"
In due time the exchange of express
packages had been made, and Glove"
Scranton looked "swcct enough to kiss" in
her blue and white hood-so the young men
of Denver said
Reginald Hathaway's feet rested every
evening from their daily labors in the com
Portable slippers. The circumstance of the
exchange had been almost forgotten by the
gentleman until few weeks after Christ
mas, when riding home in the street cars
ono afternoon, he found himself in seat
opposite tho identical hood He was posi-
tive that he was right in his conclusion, be-
cause he was sure he could swear to the
identity of that hood if he were called upon
to pick it out of a thousand. CHANGING at
the face within its inclosure, he was at once
struck by its remarkable beauty. Brown
hair and blue eyes, and such perfect COM
picXion! OF course, hc dared not look at
the lady as much as he wished-a stranger
in a street car. But he was privileged to
pull the bell for her when he saw her max
ing endcavors to catch the conductors
attention.
Her ''thank you, SIR" echoed as sweet
music in his heart after he sat down alone
in his room that evening.
"Where and when shall 1 ever see her
again2" he said, to himself. sI ought to
have seen where her destination was, but,
of course, would not follow her."
The next day Reginald Hathaway re-
ccivcd an invitation to party at Judge
Courtland's. At first he thought to send
regret, but for policy's sake he knew it was
best for him to accept. He was rising
young lawyer, and Judge Courtlands attcn-
tions to him were not to be scorned.
Reginald Hathaway was what the ladies
called a "splendid- looking man." and when
he entered Judge Courtlands parlor that
night, with such grace and case, the artillery
of bright eyes from all corners were lcveled
upon him.
"Nly friend, Miss Scranton, from Den
yer, said the daughter of the hostess, rs
she presented her visitor to the stranger.
Instantly the gentleman recognized the
face he had seen in the horse cars few
days before. Love Scranton, all unconsci-
GUS she had ever heard of the gentleman
before, was perfectly natural in her manner,
and met him as she did all of her friends
guests.
The name had escaped her hearing as
soon as pronounced amid the crowd of
newly-arrived people surrounding her.
Reginald Hathaway had two waltzes with
Love Scranton that evening, and was fortu-
nate enough to wait upon her to the supper
room. ..,.
'Do tell me what that gcntlcman's name
was, said the lady to her friend, Mary
Courtland, after the guests had gone.
(which one do you mean2" she asked.
''Iho one who took me to supper" she
replied. .#,y
''Ohl that was Reginald Hathaway.
Isn't he fine looking and entertaining 2"
''Hathaway-Hathaway," said Miss
Scranton, "the name sounds familiar. Oh
| remcmber'now. L think he must he Sue
Ashley's cousin" and then she related the
mistake about the Christmas gifts.
Glove in hood--Love in hoodi" OK
claimed Mary Courtland. ''What if a
match should come from that episode,
wouldn't 1t be romantic2"
''such things always happen in books"
replied Love, "but / never heard of them
in real life."
"Well. have" replied her friend. I
could tell you of some romances in real life
that happened among my friends" '''
II don't know as care to weave any
romance about Reginald Hathaway, as you
call him, said Love Scranton, "cspecially
tonight, as am so tired and sleepy; l
danced In every set this evening"" -.
'The party call, which by tho lawyer
was always looked upon as q bore and only