The Columbian. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1866-1910, 1884-05-09
SELECTS STORY.
NAMEsAKEs.

salu young Siri, peerinB ouV inVo VIC
pitchy darkness. WI
A barrack ground (stiff and ugly un-
der the most favorable circumstances).
looking like some vast desert waste in
the bowling wind and driving rain, was
Just visible. @
"Why, Aunt Bell" she continued,
pausing with one hand on the shutter,
"here is a name scratched on this pane
of glass. | never noticed it till this
minute
"What is the name7" asked the old
lady, indifferently, half asleep in her
cozy armchair by the tireside.
"Ki-n-l-o och - 'Kinloch, Scots
Greys, 1861" read the girl; "and
then Kitty written very badly just
below"
"Kinloch Kittyl' said Aunt Bell,
starting up with sudden interest.
"Why that must be the same man !"
Then she sank back again, murmuring
"Ab, Kittyl there was love in those
days, and romance, too !"
SIS there no love now? = said her
niece, coming to her aunts side and
kneeling down on the hearth rug.
The ruddy flames and glow frcm the
fire lit up the girls chestnut hair, fair
complexion and bright hazel eyes.
| Aunt Bell looked lovingly down at
the piquaut little face held up to her,
and said "Now and again we meet
some Of the right kind but would you
like to hear the story of that namesake
of yours, Kitty :" ..
"Very much a
"Well, fifty years ago, as you car
easily reckon, | was girl of 10 and
was invited to spend the summer
= months with my aunt, who then hac
one of the finest houses in this county
of Kildare. ...'.lI
"Several regiments were stationed a
, the camp and at a neighboring village
4 30 you may imagine the girls of the
party and looked forward to having
{ a gay time. Oh! those few shor
summer months, Kitty grow young
again when think of them! Tn
q rides across the Currah in the fres|
t morning air, when in parties of ten o
\ twelve we would gallop for miles o.
) those breezy stretches of emerald turf
+ the handsome officers who enjoye
e having hide and seek in the dusk
y leveuing hours all over.the old-fashior
Is ed house, starting out of the corner
II and from behind doors and chasing u
:? breathless down the slippery oakee
d corridors. Then, tired out, we woul
t stroll into the garden, and under tt
: trees there would be songs, Irritation
!, and whispered confidences, aud prom
% ses made by the score and never fu
Y, filed. q zza3 8 81 Z ~ Uz..
"What a mad, merry time it was
I And the maddest, the merriest, tt
handsomest of all was young Scotc
Iieateuant, Kiuloch Kinlock. Fl
mother was Irish and had bequeathe
to him her good looks and .propensi
for Joking. Aud now for Kitty, Il
heroine. She was the daughter of {
old gardener who lived about mi
away from my aunt s,house, and of {
distractingly pretty women who ha
made men do foolish things, | am su
Kitty was one of the prettiest
"What was she like ?"
No description could come. up
the original, but Lean tell you that =
had the Irish blue eyes, a complexl
like milk, hair of the brightest a
silkiest chestnut, curling in little rim
all over her brow aud neck, aud
slender, upright figure that was the {
Wy of half our girls. One day, as
large party of us We're standing CHI
tering under the trees, Kitty passed
with a basket of fruit. .-. .--..- -g.,.
s"Kiuloch for the first time motto
the girl, and seemed struck dumb "
amazement. a
"He stood at a little distance a
kept his eyes fixed on her.
/ III, was love from that very nome
and every one noticed it. y
=, "All the other young fellows
Il course Immediately swarmed round
I girls basket and began helping the
i selves with not so much as 'by "
I leave
II Kitty began sexpostulating, =
M they put her off.
II " Sure, Kitty said one, and !
III would like us to have the best, III
I bound. ''A' 'i'''
II "And another, 'Mahone, one
Il from that cheek with the bloom of
III peach upon it will save you from tn
IN rascally thieves, for will fight tn
iii all for such favor!'
III "But Kitty would not be brih
Il and seemed about to resign herself
4 the loss of her fruit, when Kinl'
IL shouldered his way into the gro
Il and, giving the last speaker a frien
Ill push, cried, Leave the girl ale
IL Grant /! And then, turning to XII
Il took the basket out of her hands, 6
IL ing, 1T is too heavy for your Ii
II arms, and there will come no one ST
Il ing your fruit now, I'm thinking!
Il "'Thank yon, said Kitty CRATE
Il ly, and walked along by his side. +,
Il THAT is the first time have s
i "my lady," allow any one to fetcl
~ carry for her. said my brother .
: "There is no gainsaying, KinlC
then, as can tell you, Harry 7 l or
for he always gets his own wa.
- what he wants.
Y Especially when it has to do v
pretty girls !! sneered Grant. r...t
"Treason we all shouted,
breath, 'Kinloch is the same to us
, to everybody ..' .'''' 'i'.'
"'Of course said Grant, recover
his temper; 'but are you not all pr
girls 2
"We laughed, and did not deny
soft impeachment so the momen,
breach was healed 4 "a
l"That was the'la time we not
Kitty coming up to our house with
fruit ,,,.......,.. ....
"We knew nothing we could l
said or done would have prevented
butwe We're not quite so sure al
Kinloch, who ever since that little
sode had wandered about like a
tressed lover. DO"
"Oue day we met Kitty in on
the lanes, and said to her, How
you never come our way now