The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1884-06-25

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seen 'smy ladsn allow any one TO
fetch cr carry for her, suid my
brother
eThsreis no gainsaying Kin
loeb, then, as lean tell you, Harryl'
t.cried for he always gets his own
way in whathe wants.
Especially when it has to do
with pretty girlsI, sneered Grant.
4Treasonl' we all shouted, in a
breath. Kinloch is the same to US
all, toeyerybody.'l
"0fccarse, said Grant, recover.
ing hisltemper but are. you not
all pretty girlsR"
@Wslaughed, and did not deny
the soft impeachm SO the mo-
msnlayy breach was healed.1'
"Thatiwastheias time we no.
ticed Kitty coming up to our house
with her fruit.
1--WE knew nothing we could
have said or done would have pie.
vented her, but we were not quite
so sure about Kinloch, who ever
since that little episode had wan.
dered about like a distressed lover.
''one day we met Kitty in one Of
the lanes, and said to her. 'How
is it you neyercome our way now2"
"The girl blushed.
"Father prefers to take up the
things himself she murmured; for
which painfully apparent fb we
instantly forgayeher
"The days passed on, and Kiloch,
who had before been the life Of our
expeditions, was now generally
absent.
"Where he had been was evident,
for we ofen caught a glimpse Of
chestnut hair shining through the
trees, or the old picturesque shawl
draped over Kitty's head and
shoulders, with her round, dimpled
arms appearing just below.
"Kinloch's regiment had been
ordered away to another part Of
Ireland; aud one morning, a few
days before he was to go, we begged
for his company to a picnic we had
arranged to have with one or two
other families.
"'Thanks very much," he said;
but | am afraid Ishall be to busy
"oh, but you must comel" we
all cried. ave counted upon you
"'But II have 50 many things
to do to-day
"Here he stopped and blushed.
ave girls were looking very in.
quisive, and some Of the men had
u perceptible sneer on their faces.
"He has got his lady.love to bid
goodbye to, l daresay,' suggested
Philip Giant.
"Kinloch turned on him with
blazing eyes. We all kept back.
They were like globes Of fi'e.
"Confound it, SIR he cried, and
suppose l have! what's that to
youT
ave all looked at Philip; he was
very white, but he shrugged his
shoulders indilerently and wisely
forebore to answer.
"Kinloch's temper cooled down
as rapidly as it had arisen.
"'I am sorry to disappoint you,
girls" he said, gently, but you
will have to excuse me- And,
bowling, he walked of.
"That evening Kinloch made
his way to the old gardeners cot.
tage. His face was pale, but he
had a determined look in the cor.
ners Of his mouth, and he carried
his head we'll thrown back and
stepped lightly along.
"The girl had just set her faith.
er's supper before him, and had
gone out to rest in the garden ant
watch the still beauties of the
night.
"The air was fresh, and in The
heavens the full moon was hurry
ing through its starspangled
course. The reeds in a neighbor
ling stream rustled and shivered in
the breeze, and a large night,mott
or two came sailing up and bump
ed against Kitty's white kerchieI
on their way to the fatal candle
shining in tho window.
"The girl looked up to the sky
and tears filled her eyes.
"Was it the brightness Of The
moon2
"Why do you weep, Kitty"
said a voice at her side.
mo need to turn to look for The
speaker The girl buried her fOce