The Sentinel. [volume] (Trenton, N.J.) 1880-1882, 1881-06-25
kITTYs PREJUDICE.

KITTY Hoyt was standing by the gate,
swinging her light, summer hat by one
string, and whistling lightly to herself.
Yes, the truth must be told-Kitty was
Just little hoidenish, much to the an
noyance OF her very digniied altogether
proper relatives.
Aunt Prudence was wont to give her
half-hour lectures by the dozen, on the
slnEuln ess Of girls who whistled, and
kdtJ's disguised brother Bob would
severely hint that
Whistlng girl and Growing hen
Always come to bad end.'
Lectures and hints were all in vain,
and independent little Kitty whistled
when and where she pleased, for she
didn't care a mite for other peoples
ideas and opinions.
She looked very graceful and pretty,
as she stood by the gate in the gather
ing dusk. A low, white forehead,
around which the clinging brown curls
clustered lovingly; piquant, kissable
rosebud of mouth, and pair of laugh
ing, saucy brown eyes--and that is Kitty
Hoyt:
"Hello, Kit p
Kitty looked up with little dimpling
smile and laugh, as she responded to
this salutation.
Hello, Craig where are you going
this EVENING""
Craig Langley, tall, handsome
young fellow of twenty-three, sauntered
slowly up, waiting a cloud of smoke
before him as herald of his approach.
Kitty drew back, and elevated her
dainty rose in disgust.
"Crs ig Langley" she cried, sharply,
81 do believe you're the horridest
creature that ever lived When will
you learn not to smoke in the society
of ladies'? You know I can't bear the
smell of cigar, and / know you're
smoking now just to tease me !"
Craig laughed easily, watched cloud
of smoke as it sailed around his curly
head, and then drawled, tantalizingly :
"Don't excite yourself, Kitty, my
child it isn't good for your health,
though it makes you look decidedly
pretty. I believe you do it for effect. -
Kitty stamped her tiny foot passion
ately.
"Craig Langley, you will drive me
crazy! If you don't take that cigar
out of your mouth this instant, you
must leave the premises ; so there ?"
With a comical look of mock repent
ance and terror on his handsome, laugh
ing face, Craig threw the cigar away,
saying, gravely:
"Thy will shall be law, my queen"
"Don't be q goose; you know I'm not
your queen, and never shall be. Come
now, that's a good boy" coaxingly,
tell me all the news"
"News?" said Craig. L did not
come to tell you any news; | came to
SEE you, Kitty"
"Nonsense p said Kitty; "of course
you didn't come all u IS way just to see
me. You must surely ave some news
for me. Tell it, please.F
She was very fond of handsome, de-
bonair Craig Langley, in q sisterly sort
of way, but she had no idea OF
going any further into his affections,
and when he became too devoted she
always checked him with woraanly tact.
"But did come to see you," Craig
protested; "and haven't any news;
unless, indeed, the fact that the new
schoolmaster has come, is news.
Indeed, it is" said Kitty, looking
interested. "When did he come,
Craig, and what is his name, and
where's he going to stay, and how does
he look, and"
Craig placed both hands over his ears
and cried: "Oh, KIT! do stop and have
mercy on me ! One question at time,
if you please. He was an old college
chum Of mine, and is in truth the best
and noblest fellow 10 the world His
name is Percy Smith, and