The south Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1879-1883, 1882-02-07
A WINTER 1DYL.
Alleged fun From the Chicago
Tribune.

Alleged fun From the Chicago
Tribune.
Their plighted Troth.
BY MURAr HALsTEAD.
DO you love me GertrudeS
All, Maurice how eau you doubt
me ! and the girl looked ut him lond-
ly, the love.light IN her, beautiful
brown eyes telling more plainly than
could any word the me lsure.ess af.
lection she bore him. They stood
there together in the twilight of u
day in which the golden glory of au.
tnmn had been linged Tor the first
time by the refrigeraling hand ol
winter. The heather had lost its
bloom, the 0x-ey Jed daisies were no
longer to be seen, AMI the modest
dailudil had withered aud died. But
the tall pumpkin was ripe. and the
festal nince pie would soon be
sprouting in every closet. Fit time,
indeed, Tor young love to plume its
strong wings and young hearts To
plight a willing tioth. Up from the
distant meadows came the lowing OF
tho soft eyed cattle as they wended
their bsrnyard way, and at the last
gleam of dying sunlight shot athwart
the western sky. Maurice Montrav-
ers drew Gertrude Green closely 10
him and pressed his lips 10 hers.
Ii was tho betrothal kiss.
The Betrayal.
By SAMUEL JONES TILDEN.
Was he pretty iull2
We'll, | should smile.
Percy Perkins and Reginald Rear
don were men OF the w0rll-men
who had seen life in all Its varied
phrases. They were OF the men so
onnion in America, and met with
nowhere else, that 20 through lite ap.
parently unaffected by that which sur.
rounds them, whether II be misery
and crime or luxury and refinement
They were mtn who one night could
talk airy nothings 10 ballroom
beauty, aud on the next do the hon
ors at chicken dispute, aud in each
OF these widely divergent spheres OF
lie they would have the yacior-cicre.
the chic, the hustle around anil gel
there somehow style of doing things
that only the experience Of years cah
give. The one Ot whom they spoke
was Maurice Mon'gravers. AT h
lete chanpetre given the previous
night by a prominent citizen in honor
OF getting successfully through bahk
ruptcy. Maurice had shocked and
mortified the assemblage by appear
ing in the parlors In state of intox
icaiion. The following morning the
event was the talk OF the town.
Who put the booze into him ? asked
Percy, tipping the ashes from hi
cigar as he spoke
Oh, all of the boys. believe Gus
Green headed the procession most OF
the evening.
Why, | thought his sister was
going TO marry Maurice?
Well, | don't know anything about
that. But at all events | thought
Maurice was too noble, too fly boy
to give himself away like a Chinanan
YOU can't tell what one of those
Westsiders will do when hc gets
started, replied Percy, | knew one
OF them who married Cincinnati
girl.
No?
Yes. he did. And he knew where
she came from, too.
Well, thai wins the pool, and with
4 merry Board of-Trade smile hoy.
ering around his features, Reginald
ltcar,lon took chew OF plug toba eco,
and started for the street.car,
Love's Triumph.
BY JOHN KELLY.
Gcrtrddel
Maurice!
The little white hand that had been
hanging by heI side moved inv0lun-
tariiy upward, 1ultered over his face,
rested MI instant carcssingly oil the
brown curls, and then, with long,
contpntcd sigh, her arms stole around
his neck.
Kiss me, sweetheart, she said,
speaking the words in low, tender
tones. while the face that looked w
to his was all aylow with the hal
lowed radiance Of a pure, unswerying
affection. The young man drew the
little form closer 10 him and raine,l
upon the wine-red lips q shower oi
passionate kisses You will get the
blinl.staggers some day, Berthe Cecil
had once said 10 Maurice, "kissiDg
girls SO many times without stopping
10 catch your BREATH But Maurice
was strong In his pride, aud had only
answered in his laughing, Dearbofn-
avenue way; Don't worry about INC.
will beat tho record or die Of apo.
plexy. 1t was so in every act oil his
lite, lie was calmly self-reliant, and
coldIy conscious of his power.
never thought | could forgive
you, my own love, said Gertrude
twining her soft, white arms around
his ncck rs she spoke. Papa was SO
harsh aud cruel. IIc said that any
man who would let three small bot.
tiles throw him was not worthy tc
link his name with that OF family
whose men had always put the bal.
ance OF the crowd to sleep; but when
Ii told lin that loyed you m,Lly
passionatcly. and that without you
my life would DO as drear ss the
wind-swcpt seas of the frozen North
he kissed me OH the forehead and
said that We might be lovers ono.
more, but Ii you foil again We could
never wed. SO you must promise
me. Maurice, you must swear by thu
love you bear the little girl who is 8,
lonely aud sad when you are fal
away, that until caccocked prizes
hath made US one you will not ge
| full again.
Under tho shadow of moon
kissed front porch Maurice lifted hi
hand to lleaycn and took the oath
Let us seal your vow with kiss
whispered the girl, blushing Us sh,