The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1881-09-17

Iasso OF Gertrude, bending over her
Rudolph.
We did not stay long, but we come
away deeply in love with Kitty and rath.
er disttustful of her sick husband, who
WIS convalescing from an attack OF
mountain fever. We felt that something
was wrong and thnt Gentleman George
must be very selfish to wear a fine gold
watch and a seal ring. and let Kitty take
in washing from the hotel, lis she actual
ly did, for we recognized those beuuti-
fSlly laudried dresses. We thought that
1t was the old story of mans selfishness
and woman's devotion, but we made our
selves agreeable and drew the gentleman
out. He talked well, in spite of his YER
nacular. and he read Shakespeare, and
Mrs. Augusta Evans, aud gave us some
quaint music on the banjo, and told us
of bis family, and was rather proud of the
unleaven in his blood.
"It matches Kitty" he said, laughing
fy; come here, girl; give the folks some
buttermilk and berries. Fly around,
honey. or they'll think you're worn out
nursin' me-"
be moved a square of stone in the
hearth and brought out a jug of with a
corn-cob stopper; We ali tasted the illicit
whisky and he put it back, saying:
you'll not inform if you're Kits
friends, and they'll never take me alive!'
Kitty shuddered and turned pale, but
we knew this was all mock heroism. A
pretty still in the mountain side was not
likely to be ihterfered with by summer
visitors. but the paling cheek of the love-
ly young wife showed that she WAS ever
fearful of danger, and she followed us to
the door 10 ask us in a sweet imploripg
way. not TO mention TO Colonel Dysart's
family that she did the fine starching and
ironing for the hotel visitors.
George is proud" she said, 'and so
is the kunnel. never washed there. and
1 needn't go To now. but he's had the
mountain fevah. Pore boy! it's took him
down so!'
Her voice was soft and flute-like; we
promised what she asked, as her hus-
band called petnlantly
"kit! don't stand gabblin' thar! the
fevah's on againf'
Our next venture was of another sort.
There was quarrel between SOME distil.
lers and the exciseman, and Colonel Dya
sart went as pescemnker among them and
collected moiety Of The tax money. He
called at Kitty q ON the way up the noun
tain. and left word that he would be back
the next day at noon and would eat din
ner with her. Her husband was we'll
now, and that morning he tosk bis rifle
and went ont ''after game" he said. Kit
ty begged him not to interfere with any
of the excisemen. and he promised he
would not, and he left her with careless
kiss.
Fanny and Louise Dysart got up the
idea Of pic=ni6 To meet their father, vis-
it Kitty and spend day in the noun
tains at the same time. There were no
dresses hung in Kitty's cabin, though her
hands had gofered the rufies on Fauny's
crisp lawn and Louise's organdie, through
the medium of the head waiter at the ho-
tel, but they unceremoniously asked her
10 admire the work. They chaffed her
about her handsome husband, and won
dered where he was, and declared laugh
ingly they would not have come if thsy
had not expected to see him. Colonel
Dysart was late, and the pic-nickers had
their feast spread under the mountain
pines and Kitty made a charming hos
tess, but she was anxious and seemed
watching and listening. At last Colonel
DysaFt came riding slowly. and with his
bride arm hanging by his side, broken
BY rife balll The girls sobbed, and
chung to him and asked thousand ques-
Tons, but Kitty helped him of his horse,
and with the help OF othors of tho party
bandaged up the broken arm. Then the
colonel talked with white lips and set
teeth.
"The internal highwaytnan 1t was
the money they wanted, and they meant
to shoot me like dog. Four of them
set on one man. Masked like thieves,
every mothers son OF 'em Well, /
settled the account Of one of 'em 4;
grilied him thru and thru so he'll never
know what hurt him I A mean sueaking
coward ! Halo, Kitty ? blood makes
you sick, hey7
For Kitty had dropped like a shot
bird at his feet.
1T was blood" she said. and she
soon came round and helped us 10 get
on SILENT terrified party, for eyon an
outlaws's death is a shadow on ones
soul but We ali felt shat the colonel