Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1886-09-16
"What become of them. auntp''

w Ildt pcCOluc VI. lutlll, dulll.
"Oh, they married and travelled
about great deal, and finally both
died out in India within a few months
of each other. There was one son, and
/ believe he is in the 'armys also. Come,
Kitty, l shall go to bed, and not wait
any longer forryours father. ''tg-
'There is a new Lieutenant coming in
Mr.. Perry's place." said her niece, as
She babe her goodnight. u : "
THE young men are not what they
used to be, Y sighed the old lady.
''Some little whipper-snapper, I'll be
bound, with feet that would fit in your
slippers. Goodnight, childie!'
Kitty went downstairs and pom
dered oyer the story of the beautiful
Kate DAILY and faithful Kinloch. She
went to the window. and undid the
shutter. She pictured to herself the
young man as he came to the window
and scratched his name on the glass.
and then, taking the girls hand in his,
slowly guiding it just below. She
leaned in the shadow of the window
seat and tried. TO realize each scene in
the little drama. There, under that
very door, stood the tall, black-robed
| figure they had all shrunk away from
in the midst of their mirth. 4sat~
I What! was she 'dreamingP What
stood there at that moment? A figure
darker than the gloom of the room.
The rain poured in rivers outside, the
wind whistled round the house. The
| figure came farther into the room. She
saw by the misty light that he was a
tall man with a dark cloak over his
shoulders, booted and spurred, with
mud up to his hips. She felt rs if the
whole scene was to be played over
again, but she looked in vain for the
pretty girls with their pulled sleeves
and short waists, their flowing curls
and high-heeled shoes. Kitty, where
was shep And here she blushed TO her
self in the darkness. There was Kit
| ty, but notthat one. ft-.
! The man came up to the window
evidently thinking no one was in the
room;- the girl shrank back as the we
cloak brushed against her cheek. IN
/ ...Kinloch!' she said half doubling
whether the figure would answer, fol
she could hardly tell yet whether sh,
1 was dreaming or no.
.sWho spoke my name?n he called
out, glaneing rounds ery atsG
.11did, said Kitty, feeling very
abashed, almost at his, elbow. az /
4 He,glanced down. drawing away hi
wet cloak.
IIsam sureAL beg your pardon;
thought the room was empty. must
have come into the wrong quarters
Arriving so late must have mistaken
the block. l hope you will forgive
such an intrusion \ fesi
Kitty's castles in the air all fell tc
the ground with crash. How com
monplace. He was only the new Lieu
tenant after all; but he did not appea
the whipper-snapper her aunt haC
prophesied. - sraf .fts 80 yt.
'Then you are not Kinloch?'r sh,
said, in disappointed tone. ,l,t4 n
my name is Kinlock," he answered
with pleasant smile.
4 s"My aunt was telling me about lthi
Kinloch," and Kitty tapped the fran,
with her finger rI will tell you tn
story some day if you like; but you
meinto the room just as she sail
your namesake did, dressed in TIL
same way and every thing. Blu
there! | suppose you are not even
relationP"
''He was my father" said the youn!
man, quietly; $50 no wonder we ar
something alike 1t was now hi
turn to say, in a, disappointed tone
but your name is not Kitty, I'm sure.
Eyes, it is" she said, eagerly, the
paused; a sudden rosy flushrushed owe
her face. "At least, not IS
But she could not deny it for ii wa
Kitty 'i a,o-' STIR
"These are our namesakes; shall w
write ours below them, Kittypno ia
'Some day, perhaps. Detroit Tril