The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1886-09-08

l felt almost US young as wheh ""N
SIXTEEN
"Kate Daly-that was her name
went to help the ladies unshawl them
selves, and to be ready with needie
and thread when the unhappy damsei
with torn skirt or hounce should re-
quirc her assistance. She was then
twenty-eight. and the young. girlisa
beauty had developed into the most
lovely of women. Only when her face
was at rest, and you saw the suspicion
of an anxious heart upon it. would you
have guessed her age. She wore
pale, tea-rose-tinted gown, with ruffles
of lace of her own making at the neck
and sleeves.
ut was a wild and stormy night
without, just such one as this, but IL
only served to enhance the brightness
and animation of the scene within. The
dancing of the high-heeled shoes and
the silvery laughter rose higher than
the roar of the wind. and the linking
wine-cups drowned all sound of rain:
Suddenly there was lull; we stopped
dancing; chill blast swept round us;
we turned and saw silent figure stand
ing in the doorway. =.
"He was tall and handsome, but his
large, black cloak, carelessly thrown
over his shoulder, was dripping with
the rain and making large puddles on
the floor. His legs, booted and spurred,
were mud up to the hips. ;,
"Just at that moment the clock
struck twelve. and the year 1916 had
broken. Some of the nervous girls
screamed and. ran behind their part
ners. Was it an apparition? Was it an
i'll omen for the coming year?
81 seem to brighten you, friends.
Does nobody know me"
"Kitty at that moment was bringing
in a Jug of iced claret at another door.
She heard the voice and turned round
trembling, with wild cry:
".Kinloch, Kinloch, | knew you
would come back!' And amidst a
crash of breaking glass -for she let the
vessel slip from her hands-she sprang
to his side, and disappeared in the
folds of his great cloak"
"How splendid, Aunt Bell" said her
niece, drawing deep breath; "but il
she married him then don't see why
she should not have done so before"
"Ah, but she was wise girl; she
knew it would test his consistency, and
prove if he really loved her. A young
mans love at twenty-one-as she
knew so well-would not be his choice
at thirty-one."
"What become of them, aunt?"
"Oh, they married and Travelled
about great deal, and finally boil
died out in India within few months
of each other. There was one son, ant
believe he is in the army, also.s Come
Kitty, / shall go to bed, and not wal
any longer for your father"
"rhere is new Lieutenant coming il
Mr. Perry's place." said her niece, a!
she babe her goodnight.
1.-The young men are not what they
used to be-" sighed the old lady
"Some little whipper-snapper, I'll b.
bound, with feet that would fit in you
slippers. Goodnight, childie!'
Kitty went downstairs and pom
dered over the story of the beautiful
Kate DAILY and faithful Kinloch. Sh,
went to the window and undid til,
shutter. She pictured to herself tn
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. Sh'
leaned in the shadow of the window
seat and tried to realize each scene il
the little drama. There, under tina
very door, stood the tall, black-robe,
figure they had all shrunk away from
in the midst of their mirth.
What! was she dreaming? VIVA
stood there at that moment? A figure
darker than the gloom of the room
The rain poured in rivers outside, tn,
wind whistled round the house. Tn,
figure came farther into the room. Sh
} saw by the misty light that he was
tall man with dark cloak over hi
shoulders, booted and spurred, will
/ mud up to his hips. She felt as if tn
whole scene was to be played owe
: again, but she looked in vain for tn
pretty girls with their pulled sleeve
and short waists, their flowing curl
and high-heeled shoes. Kitty, wher,
, was she? And here she blushed to her
self in the darkness. There was a Kit
ty, but not that one.
The man came up to the window
evidently thinking no one was in tn
room; the girl shrank back as the we
cloak brushed against her cheek.
'kinloch!' she said, half doubtin,
T whether the figure would answer, TO
she could hardly tell yet whether sh
, was dreaming or no.
, WHO spoke my name?' he callet
out, glancing round.
/ Il did," said Kitty, feeling YER,
abashed, almost at his elbow.
He glanced down. drawing away hi
wet cloak.
~ am sure I beg your pardon;
thought the room was empty. l mus
have come into the wrong quarters
; Arriving so late l must have mistaken
, the block. l hope you will forglv
such an intrusion"
!, kitty's castles in the air all fell t
, the ground with a crash. How con
l monplace. He was only the new Lier
. tenant after all; but he did not appea
the whipper-snapper her aunt ha
prophesied.
"Then you are not KinlOch?" sh
4 said, in a disappointed tone.
'.My name is Kinlock," he answered
e with pleasant smile.
l my aunt was telling me about thi
S Kinloch," and Kitty tapped the fran
t with her finger. II will tell you tn
r story some day if you like; but 70
came into the room just as she sal
:, your namesake did, dressed in tn
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