The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1883-04-19

that lies between the Raymond yard
and the domains Of his boarding house,
but no word or hint OF love has ever
passed his lips in her presence, for lie Is
manly and true and chivalrons. He
has only spoken to her with gay friend
illness, or with respectful il rather
tender courtesy; and he thinks her the
sweetest and truest woman tile world
holds. But servant girl! Poor jack
He did not dream Mt first that Kitty had
the power to steal his heart, but she
has stolen it. 1t Is gone, never to he
recalled. He knows, now, that he loves
her---he half resolves to 90 away and
try to forget her. Forget her! Never,
And he chafes under the thought Of
Kittys blissful ignorance--is it ignor-
ance-of her conquest, and insanely
longs to throw himself Mt her feet --ller
pretty little feet, in their tiny worn
boots rise again at her word and
take her into his own loving
care tser after. Then comes the
bewildering thought that perhaps
she will not love him-will nerer
love him. In this frame Of mind, one
fair July morning. he strolls into the
yard, and up to the old brick wall, over
grown with damp ivy. Not a very high
wall; for, whereas it is higher than Kit
tvs golden-brown head, it only reaches
tall Jacks breast, and permits that
young gentleman olean on it with some
comfort. Looking across Mrs. Ray
mond's grass-planted yard, Everett sees
Kitty coming, her shining curls uncov-
cred in the sunlight, her rounded arm
bare to the elbow, where her print
sleeves are jauntily tucked up, and in
her shell-pink fingers wet handful of
Miss Lilias Raymond's fine laccs, which
she begins put ont to dry on the
grass. "Good-morning, Kitty" saws
Jack. "Good-morning,' says Kitty,
smiling brightly up at him. She is
kneeling OH the grass, close by the wall,
pulling out and shaking tenderly the
costly laces intrustel to her care.
What pretty hair You have, Kitty
says Jack. irrelevantly, and quite invol-
unfairly, "and how prettily You fix it y
He seldom pays her a compliment. Il
wear it this wav." says Kitty, serenely,
because Miss Lilias SAYS l must not. !
lis Miss Lilias kind to you, kitty?'
asks Jack, hastily, ignoring the fact
that kitty's naive avowal expresses any
thing but amiability. Not very" she
says, flushing hotly, and, half turning
away, she shrugs her pretty shoulders.
As she does this jack, who is looking
earnestly ut her, sees CLEAN Of gold
shine through the parted kerchief at
her throat.
"Is that locket ?" asks Everett. ~ es.
is it not q pretty one?' drawing it from
the kerchief where it has lain hidden.
suspended by the narrowest of narrow
ribbons. Let me look at it, says
Jack Suppose my sweethcart's pict-
urc is in it?' says Kitty naughtily.
Jacks fair face darkens. Il didn't
know You had sweetheart he says,
rather sharply, for him. do You
think you know everything, Mr.. Ev-
erett 2" asks Kitty. Because don't.
"Good morning." says Jack curtly,
turning away. But when lie has taken
two long, indignant steps, Ii. turns. re.
called by sweet, laughing Yong voice,
and . lovely, smiling face, little hand.
"Come back, Mr.. Everett. and look nj
my locket.' And Mr.. Everett comes
back, and finds Kitty standing on tip.
toe by the wall, and holding out the
locket in question. "You remind me
of Miss Lilias this morning." remarks
Kitty. "lou are so cross and horrid
you know" Mr.. Everett is employed
with the locket, so does not reply I,
kitty's complimentary observation. II
is heavy gold medallion, and on it,
back, in small diamonds, is the name
Katherine Earle Lennox" Where
did poor little Kitty get such costly
thing? Within, for Jack opens quickl,
the tiny spring, is picture, not Kit
tvs sweetheart, but that Of girl, !
face wonderfully like her own, only !
little older and graver-a little les.
lively, perhaps. II think that was m,
mothers face" says Kitty. wistfully
Jack locks up from the locket with /
smile he is deeply relieved that tn.
picture within it is not that Of Kitty
mythical sweetheart. kitty h,
says, .you don't remember your parent,
at all?" 81 have never heard of them,
says poor Kitty. Il do not even know
their names. But l think that is til,
picture Of my mother. She looks lk,
lady. does she not z"
"She does," saws Jack. "kittv, tel
me about your childhood. as far back n
YOU can remember" The last of tn,
laces have been hung out; Kitty clasp
ing her slim fingers leans against tn
ivy, and Jack is bending over her
Neither knows that. from an nppe
window, Lilias Raymond's hard, darl
eyes are watching them.
II remember" says Kitty, "of heins
on great yessel-I think that is tn
farthest back Of all-and seeing tn
ocean around, and noisy. merry yonn'
sailors on board, and ladies who woul,
smile at me when | passed them i
playing on the deck: and tall, dark
eyed man, who frowned ut me, and o
whom I felt afraid. Then l recollec
living in cottage, pretty place wit
flowers about it. 1t must have bee
ont in the country, for | do not thin
there was another house in sight.
lived with an old woman. who was Yer
, | hlio w AA0 0iu SAiN SSAsaAes
never saw any one else. except when
gentleman, think he VAS the same
, saw On the vessel, came sometimes
1 was very happy there. though:
used to play all day long under th
trees, and always wore this locke
, When l was still little child, the ol
woman died, and las l was told aftel
] warO the doctor who attended hs
took me to the Orphan Asylum in tn
! town. l never heard his name, nc
that of the place from which he brougl
me; but the Matron gave me my lock,
| when l came to Mrs. Ravman,
/ l came into her service four years ag,
! since then And Kitty laughed, IN
I with the laugh, the old saucy brigh
: ness came back to her face, every sha,
/; of pensive wistfulness gone. She RI
: into the house, without even partin
I word, and Jack slowly turned aws
0 from the wall. Rut an ho.
a later, rs he fingered near wi
< dow-lack studied even less tia
. formerlv--he hears the sound of 50
!, bing. bitter, passionate sehbing. and