Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1886-09-16
REPEATING ITSELF.
But Instead of History It Was
q Romance.

Romance.
''Close the shutters, Kitty. What a
terrible night it is, to be sure. The rain
is coming down in floods. "gtg Nh
A barrack ground, stiff and ugly un-
der the most favorable circumstances,
looking like adesert In the wind and
rain, was just visible.
"Why, Aunt Bell" said the. girl,
pausing with one hand on the shutter,
''s"here is name scratched on this pane
of glass. l never noticed it till this
minute" WIZ "
"What is the name?" asked the old
lady, half asleep by the fire.
I" 'Kinloch, Scots Greys, 1876" read
the young girl, land then Kitty writ
ten very badly just below" s&tF
''Kinlock! Kitty!' said Aunt Bell,
starting up with sudden interest.
"Why, that must be the same manr'
Then she sank back again. murmur.
ing: "Ah, Kitty, there was love in
those Gays, and romance, too.'
as there no love nowp" said Kitty
coming to her aunt's side and kneeline
down on the hearth rug.
Theruddy flames and glow from the
fire lit up the girls chestnut hair, fair
complexion, and bright hazel eyes
Aunt Bell gezed lovingly down at the
piquant little face and said
"Now and again we meet some O
the right kind, but would you like tc
hear the story of that namesake o.
yours, Kitty?"
"Very much"
''Well, fifty years ago, as you know
! was girl of sixteen, and was invited
to spend the summer months with my
aunt, who then had one of the fines
houses in this county of Kildare.
Several regiments were stationed a
the camp and at a neighboring village
so you may imagine the girls of tn,
party and / anticipated, gay time
Oh, those summer months! | grow
young again as l think of them! Tn,
rides across the Curragh in the fresl
morning air. when in parties of ten o.
fifteen we would gallop for miles OF
the stretches of breezy turf the hand
some officers who played hide-and-
with us in the evening hours all owe
the big house, starting out of corner
Tand chasing us breathlessly down TIL
slippery oaken corridors Then, tire,
out, we would strollI into sthe garden
and under the trees there would b
songs, ilirtations and whispered conf
dences and promises made by the scor
and never fulfilled. What mad, mer
ry time it was! The merriest and hand
soonest Of all was a young Scotch Lieu
tenant, Kinloch Kinloch. His mothe
was Irish, and had bequeathed him he
beauty and propensity for Joking.
"And now for Kitty, the heroine
She was the daughter of gardene
who lived about mile from my aunt
house, and of all the distractingl
pretty girls thar have made men d
silly things | am sure Kitty was one Q
the prettiest Il can't do herr Justice
but Teafi tell4you she had the Irish Blu
eye; a complexion like milk, hair c
the silkiest chestnut, curling in ring
all over her brow, and slender, III
right figure, the envy Of all our girls
One day, as large party of us wer
talking under the trees, Kitty passe
us with basket of fruit. Kinloch fc
the first time noticed the girl, an
seemed struck dumb with amazement
He stood at little distance, and kev
his eyes fixed on her. 1t was love froI
that very moment, and every on
noticedit All the young men swarme
about the girls basket and began hell
ing themselves. She expostulated, br
they put her off. Said one:
- Sure, Kitty, and you would like l
to have the best, I'll be bound.
Another said: Malone, one Iii.
~ from that cheek with the flush of tn
peach upon it will save you from the,
rascally thieves, for will fight thel
all for such a favor
But Kitty would not be bribed, az
seemed about to resign herself to Ii
loss of her fruit when Kinloch shou
dered his way into the group, and gi'
ing the last speaker n friendly pusl
cried: Leave the girl alone, Gran
please. Then he turned to Kitty, sa
ing: 1T is very heavy for your lit
inns duu tutTS VIII come NO OF
stealing the fruit now, I'm thinking
49,. Thank you, said Kitty, GRATEFUL
and walked along by his side.
"'That is the first time have SEE
my lady allow any one to fetch an
carry for her, my brother said.
"'There is no gainsaying Kinloc
then. for he always gets his own way
what he wants. Harry, said.
Especially when it has to do wi
pretty girls sneered Grant
Treason we all shouted in
breath. 'Kinloch is the same to us al
"Of course; but are you not all pre-
ty girls? said Grant
I'VE laughed, and did not deny Il
soft impeachment; and SO the nome
tsry breach was healed. That was Il
first time we noticed Kitty coming 1
10 our house with her fruit. We we
quite sure nothing we could have 81
or dons would have prevented her, b