Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1883-10-26
KITTY CLYDE.

"Kitty! Kitty CLYDE! Where are your
Nobody answered. 4 robin building
her nest III the Gr* at apple tree over the
south door, looked up, listened 4 min
ute, and then whi.tIel so!slv 70 himself.
H. YVES not going to btrr.;y Kitty Clyde
not he. The great dog Rover, had de-
cined Kitty S invitation u 80 oil tIo|lc-
ing with her, the girl bad patted his
head softly, touched her led lips to the
snow white star in Royer's dusAy fore
head-Rover's beauty spot-and then
fitted careiessly away her bright brown
curls tossing in the west wind, ana the
fragment Of & song running over from
that hlithsone little heart Of hers.
And 60 at this very minute Kitty is
standing ankle-deep in the clear, cool
blue water Of the pond, trying with all
her might and main to reach a great,
splendid lily that, with all its golden
stamens hid and petals half closed, WAS
just going to sleep for the night.
To be sure, Kitty mad already
g. whole apronfuI Of the pure, sweet
flowers; I,ut when was ever mortal NAN
or woman either satisfied with what
thew already hau--when did they not
long ana strive alter what was just be-
yond reach? and 50 it came to pass that
as Kitty pulled and tll2ged, the soft,
,reacherot1s hank gave way, and down
went Kitty, cietsl muslin dress, aprOnful
of lilies, spotless white, stockings and
dainty slippers, golden brown curts and
all into tine cod dark water.
"O-o-hw cried Kitty, struggling in the
water.
And then, in a minute, something
seized her, and lifted her sheer out OF
the water, and set her hi!l. ant--oh, no
hot at all dry, but very wet indeed,
among the violets, up on the g cen bank.
Was it Rover? KITTY shook the water
out Of her eyes, swallowed q sot or two,
and looked. And then size blusleh sll
over her white tace. and away down to
the tinv lace ruffl9 about her throS:.
For her preserVHr was u young man, 8
very proper and pecliCnable.
young man, indeed, in 1aultless
h'acx SUIT. which never ~ q speck Of
linz since il v O. q suit. md this Young
man who WAS quite tall-a very giant
beside kitty, III tact-surveyed her with
q lace IN which amusement and sur
prise were as strongly expressed as II
they had been written in letters right
across his handsome. broad forehead.
"Well,' said he, his dark eyes shining
down upon her, you are only the worse
off by wettiny! What would have be-
come OF you II had not happened ny
Just as l did,"
II daresay shouldn't have drowned
said KITTY demurely. but am very
much obliged to you.'
You are very much welcome! IN re-
turn, perhaps you can tell he where
Deacon Grey lives. [ was just about TO
ask you. when you disappeared from
NV sStUnisheG ewes, IN tue pond.
poor kitty.' Who could wonder
that she blushed again, ike a red, red
rose, aud wished from (he bottom Of
her little heart that she had drowned
among the IiIies-for was not this new
young minister, younger and nandsom.
tr than kittv-who Mad only known Old
Parson Brown, with his snuttied tones
and griZzled wig-had ever dreamed g
minister could b.? and Ia she not been
charged over and over again to behave
property in his presence? And now
poor Kitty Clyd"l
''Deacon Gray lives there" said Kitty
who must speak, though she died, point
ing at the great, square, red farmhouse
glowing IN the AFTERNOON sun.
THAT house there, in the clover field,
with the apple trees around it?'
les sir! The ciover-teid comes up
to the door. Isn't it prettv" said Kitty
forgetting her wet clothes, and what her
aunt would say; in her girllsh artistic
delight i'll the picture.
Very pretty" said the young man.
tsVnru prottx, irIao11j, Ia, ~
looking into the sweet young eyes, and
seeing the rosy color come and 20 Under
the clear, fne-grained beautiful skin.
A full half minute he stood thus, and
then he started suddenly:
Il beg your pardon! should not
have kept you, You will take cold!'
AS he spoke he lifted his hat, bowed
and turned away from her. In a min
ute or two, he was out of sight, around
the bend in the road.
CHOW very handsome he isl" thought
Kitty. land he bowed to me just as
they do in stories,, Oh, dear, what a fig
ure | am! And now shall never dare
speak to him." And two great shining
tears glittered in Kittys brown eyes,
Slowly she made her way home, and
crept around to the well-room door.
The parlCr was open, and she heard her
cousin Julia speaking, aud the odor Of
her aunt Grey's cake came out, delic Gus
and tempting, and tne tea.kettle was
singing Oh the hearth.
And Kitty was very cold and wet, and
most ,unpoeticaly hungry. But she
slipped OFT upstairs unseen.
An hour or two passed. Supper was
served in the hospitable farmhouse
kitchen. And supper being over, Dea-
con Frey lit his pipe. and began to dis.
cuss free-Will with the young minister.
You'd better 60 into the parlor,
father" said M rs. Grey.
''Qh, no maCter ABOUT the parlor,
wife," said the obtuse deason. "Mr.
Weston likes the kitchen well enough,
I'll warrant
Mr., Weston laughed
''On, yes, he liked the kitchen"
And be sat down OH the OLD fashioned
settle, and seemed as much at home az
ii he had been q son Of the family.
II wouldn't let the table set any long
er for Kitty" said julia, gathering ur
the cups and saucers with a dainty
grace.
Mrs. Grey remembered the Lady
Washington cake which Kitty was &C
fond of, and tho strawberries Kitty had
picked, and Ter good heart was divided
between Impotence aud pity.
"Oh, dear" she sighed, shat good-for-
| nothing Kitty Clyde tires me to DEATH
whats Kitty been doing now?" asked
the deacon.
"Oh. don't askl Isn't yFle slwaya do,