The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1884-05-30
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here d ! name scratched IN this pane
kfasss never noticed IL till this
minute
= What ii the name?s asked the old
Ady indifEsrently, half asleep in her
sosyArm-chair by the Preside.
K-i-n-l-o-c-h- tKinloch, Scots, Greys
q read the girl; and then Kitty
x1itten very badly just below"
aKinlochi Kitty !" said Aunt Bell,
startingu up with sudden interest. 1Why,
hat must be the same manls Then
The sank back again, mnrmuring: aAh,
Kitty there was love in those days,
md romance, too!n
Ills there no love now??s asked her
iece, coming to her aunt's side and
kneeling down on the hearth rug.
The ruddy flames and glow from the
ire liz up the girls chestnut hair, fair
pomplexion and bright hazel eyes.
Aunt Bell looked lovingly down at
y piquant little face held up to her,
snd said Nov andagaiin We meet some
1.-THE right kind; but would you like to
bearthe story # That namesake Of yours,
Kitty?n
AVery much
lssA We'll, fifty years ago, as You can
laaily reckon, I was agirlof Is and was
invited to spend the ummer months
With my amt, who then had on< Of the
Anest houses In this county Of Kildare.
SaSeyernl regiments were stationed at
ths camp and st i neighboring village,
"a you may imagine the girls Of the
party end 4 looked forwardto having .
daytime. Oh those few short summer
months, Kitty grow young again
WhenI think Of theml Therides across
be Cdrragh in the fresh morning air,
when il parties Of ten or twelve we
would gallop FOR miles on those breezy
stratehes of emerald turf the handsome
shicera who enjoyed having hide and
ssek in the dusky evening hours all
over the old-fashioned house, starting
sutofthe corners and from behind doors
snd3 chasing us breathless down the
Lppery onken corridors. Then, tired
out, we would stroll into the garden,
md under the trees there would be
songs, hirtations and whispered conf
nences AndSpromises made By the score
andnever fulfilled.
Whist mad, merry time il was
Andaths maddest, m~erriest, the hand
soonest ofsalI, was ayoung Scoth ieuten-
ant. Kinloch. His mother was Irish,
md had bequeathed her good looks and
propensity Tor Joking. And now fol
n Kitty, the heroine. She was the
aanghtor Of an old gardener who lived
shout mile away from myauntH house,
endsof all the distractingly pretty wo.
man that have mnde men do foolish
hiings, ] am sure Kitty was one Of the
brettiest.n
& n That was she like?
49, mo description could come up to the
original; but + can tell you she had
Irish blue eyes, acomplexion Like milk,
hair OF the brightest and silkiest chest
nut; curling msrings all oven her brow
md neck.sand slender, upright figure,
heyenyy ofhaIft the girls. One day as a
large paxty0f Us were standing chatter
ing under the trees, Kitty passed Us
With basketsof fruit
aKinloch for the first time noticed
HE girl and seemed struck dumb viii,
afnaxement. SysS
7 He stood Of little distance and
kept his eyes fxed5on her.
was love from That yerysm0rnent
md everyone noticedzit.
All the otheryonng fellows of course
Immediately swarmedsround the girls
basket, and began helping them
selves with not 50 much rs q by your
Kitty began exp,oustulating but they
pntt her of.
Sure, Kitty, said one and You
vbn1dlikasdst q haye the best, I'll be
& bound.
And another, Malone, one kiss
from that cheek with the bloom Of the
peach upon IL will save you from these
~rascally thieves, for will fight them
all Ter such q favor.
sBut Kitty would not be bribed and
seemed about toresign herself to the loss
IS Her fruit when Kinloch. shouldered
hia way into the group, and giving the
last speaker friendly push, cried,
Leave the girl alone, Grant, And
then burning 10 Kitty, took the basket
ont ~ her hands, saying, sH is too
heavy Tor your little arms and there
MIt come no Esea1ing -FOUR fruit
now, IN thinkingl
ssSS.Thalk you said Kitty gratefully,
md walked along nv hia a;da