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

"The rain is coming down IN
foods" said q young girl, peering
outinto the pitchy darkness.
A barrack ground (stitt and ugly
under che most favorable circum.
stances looking like some desert
waste in the howlipg wind and
rain, was Just visible. :
"Why, Aunt Bell,n shecontinued,
pausing with one hand on the
ahere is a name scratched
on this pane Of glass. / never
noticed IL till this minute.n
"What is the name2" asked the
old lady, indiferently, half asleep
in her cosy armchair by the fire.
side.
@K.i-n.l.oc.h : 'Kinloch, Scots
Greys, 1916" read the girl; "and
then Kitty written very badly
just below"
"KinlOchl Kittyl" said Aunt
Bell, starting up with sudden
interest. "Why, that must be the
same mani" Then she sank back
murmering; "Ah, Kitty
there was love in those days, and
romance tool"
"Is there no love now2 said her
niece, coming to her aunt's side
aud kneeling down on the hearth
rug.
The ruddy flames and glow from
the FIRE lit up the girls chestnut
hair, fair complexion and bright
hazel eyes.
Aunt Bell looked lovingly down
Mt the piquaut little face held up
to her, and said: snow and again
we meet some of the right kind
but would you like to hear The
story Of that namesake of yours,
"yery much"
"well, fifty years ago, as you can
easily reckon, l was a girl Of six.
Teen and was. invited to spend the
summer months with my aunt,
who then had one of the finest
houses in the county of Kildare.
"scveral regiments were station.
ed at the camp and at a neighbor.
ing village, so you may imagine
the girls Of the party and l looked
to having a gay time. OH
those few short summer months,
Kittyl Igrow young again when
| think Of them. What q mad,
merry time it was! And the mad
dest, the merriest, the handsomest
Of all, was u young Scotch lieuten.
ant, Kinloch Kinlock. His mother
was Irish, and had bequeathed her
good looks and propensity for 'jok.
ing. And now for Kitty, the her.
oine. She was the daughter Of an
old gardener, who lived about q
mile away from my aunt's house,
and Of all the distractingly pretty
women that have made men dc
foolish things, l am sure Kitty
was one Of the prettiest,"
"What was she like9"
"No description could come up tc
the original; but l can tell you that
she had the Irish blue eyes, a com
plexion like milk, hair of the
brightest and silkiest chestnut
in little rings all over hel
brow and neck and a slender, up
right figure, the envy of half oul
girls. One day large party of us
were standing chattering under the
trees, when Kitty passed US with q
basket offruit.
"Kinloch for the first time noti
ced the girl and seemed struck dumt
with amazement.
"He stood at a little distance and
kept his eyes fixed on her.
ut was love from that very
moment and every one noticed it
"Allthe other young fellows Of
course Immediately swarmed round
the girls basket, and began help.
ing themselves with not so much
as a "by your leave"
"Kitty began expostalating, but
they put her of.
"sure, Kitty" said one "and
you would like US to have the best
I'll be bound"
"And anOthe-, 'Mahone, ono kiss
from that cheek with the bloom oi
tho peach upon it will save you
from these rascally thieves, for
will fight them all for such a ia
vor."
"But Kitty would not be bribcd
and seemed about to resign herself
10 the loss Of her fruit when Kin
loCh shouldered his way into the
ornnn md giv;no tho Lost onaoka,