Semi-weekly south Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1883-1889, 1885-11-06
BLEEDING HEARTS.
Kate's Novel--A Romance in One
Act and Two Scenes.

E. Seminary, and, finding it appar-
entity empty, the elder began; ~ just
hate her, so thercl Spiteful old thing
She's just jealous of us girls. Never
wants us to have a bit Of fun. Never
had beau in her life, know, except
old DR.. Stone. and he's deaf us post.
has buried three wives already. and
only wants her for a nurse and goyerness
for his ten brats, half of 'em twins. dc
believel She's too sharp for that,
though. Catch her! Wants one of the
Professors over at the college; that's
why she's SO cross about our running
oil with the juniors night before last for
n sleigh-ride. Thinks she'll please
President Foster. and all that. Never
mind. Cadl Brother WIN said he'd
come over tonight, and when he pulls
n string tied 10 a nail that ticks on my
window. III slip out and smuggle him
IN under my waterproof Well fix a
nice place in the closet to hide him il
any one comes. and we'll Just have tho
jolliest times! He'll bring q can of
oysters. and wen cat 'em raw with
pickles and crackers. You hide some
salt and pepper in your apron pocket
Mt suppcr; and we've q dipper.
and tin cup, and vase thatn
do for soup dishes. So we'll laugh in
our sleeves at tho old snap-dragon, and
she can't help herself-now, Cad, don't
cry. II there's anything l hate it's o
cry-baby Just as II girls at boarding
school hadn't had just such times over
and over aglin. and actually lived
through thom before our day. For my
part, ! told Uncle Tom II he sent me
back here I'd do just as | pleased, and
they might send me home in disgrace
as often US the fit was on. I'm going
to have good time. I've q postoilice
under HAT stone IN the corner of the
grounds, and | get lots of letters from
the boys up at the Commercial Last
Christmas, when You and the Old Cat
were OIL for the holidays, | played sick
so as not TO go to service. Then /
rolled up somc blankets. dressed them
In my wrapper, laid them in the bed,
and paid Nora dollar to pretend every
time any one asked for me that was
asleep and must not be disturbed. Then
j Islipped out and went off with Brother
VIII to Excelsior after the gayest horse
In a bit OF cutter that fairly flew. We
went to the hotel, and asked all over
town for minister, just to make be-
lieve we had run away to be married
Why | should die In this poky old sem
II VIII didn't know all the boys and
help me out" Thus the wild girl ratified
on until hor companions eyes were fair
ly dried and laughing again. But the
teacher who sat in the curtained re-
cess Of a deep window, an unwilling
listener to this daring recital, grew
gradually more grave and serious, and
when the bold. confident voice rang
out with; ... -.-.-, =,
"0f course. she was never in love as
you and win are. What does she know
about loyep Why Win would just die
for you. He fairly worships your very
shoe-bottoms, and all that sort Of thing.
He would wither right away and 90
into decline II you refused to see him.
1t would kill him, l know it would. He
Is so aflectionate and so sensitivel But
she makes you think it's wicked to be
in love, to love deeply and truly and To
the bitter end. But know betterr'
As these words fell upon the listeners
ear the hands passed up before the eyes,
merely resting lightly at first upon the
level brows, then gradually pressing
more and more closely upon the
tight-slut lids, while one by one
the tears stole down and fel
upon the soft, gray fabric OF the
teachers dress. She thought OF one
she knew so long ago, of the love-story
she had lived, and scarcely knew, unit
il had vanished in the morning of hel
life, and loft her pale, forlorn and lonely
stranded wreck upon the shore o
Tine. Ithad indeed been asorrv task tc
pick upthe beaten remnants ofwhat once
had been gallant craft aud hoist sal
upon q hencefOrth trackless sea. To
day was an anniversary. She rsmem
bcred and she kept it, Without it wa.
showing wildly, and tho bare boughs o.
the trees chafed angrily against eacl
other, sometimes rocking in the mao
blast until they tapped with icy fingers
against the window-pahes She haC
ben ohiding these two girls, and Justly
for letting themselves out Of window
with two sheets, and joining pair O
boys from nejghboring college in {
midnight sleighride; said boys having
borrowed Deacon Potter's horses aut
sleigh, without permission-.Jlst Il
show the old fellow what we can do, '
said saucy VIII Carney. But, although
It was not mentioned, the lecture wa
less severe and the teachers opinion o
the girls escapade was very, very diff
forent indeed from the fact that tn,
| party had kept together and that tw,
of tho quartet were brother and sister
| Indeed Kate Carney, the delian
schoolgirl had been sent home 50 oftel
that tho faculty had seriously debate,
the necessity Of refusing her readmis
sion in November after her suspension
in October, but Miss Chesterfield ha,
stoutly pleaded for her. She had ar
gusd thus. THE Rirl hAs 70 n1Otha1