The west Tennessee star. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1888, 1888-08-24

ty could do that.
mo, Katie, no woman should do
that, but did not know. And you do
not love himP"
mot a bit, uma'am. know he is
good an true an lovin', bat my heart
is like stone in my breast even when
he says the tenderest things to me,
| Just as cold an just as heavy"
"And don't you think you think you
might learn to love himPn l asked.
Learn to love him, is it you sayg
Sure, ma'am, it seems to me the love
you have to learn is poor sort.
| Seems to me, ma'am, When you have
/ to be botherin' yourself that way you
| Just better let it all go. No, ma'am, l
can't learn to love Patrick MCGUIRE.
| The love you don't have to learn is the
sort you don't forget, ma'am, an'-iove
neither comes nor goes wild the bid
DIM"
Here the color surged over the girls
face and she sighed.
There's some one else, Katie"
THE dinner must be put over" she
said, irrelevantly, and sped away to
the kitchen.
With all her frankness she had a re-
serve that forbade further question
ing, so the subject was banished. She
grew daily little quieter in her ways,
she sang less at her work, but she was
just as faithful in her service, and just
as attractive as ever in the eyes of her
followers.
One morning she said: There's to
be a masquerade at the rink to-mor-
row night, ma'am; the coaehmen Of
the city will be giving it. ALI the
incest girls know are a goin' and I've
said I'd go, though it's little care
about such doins."
''And are you going with Mr.. Nc
CURE as your escortP"
mo, ma'am; two or three of us girls
are going together, ma'am. I'd not be
going wild any young man; besides we
don't want any one to know US, you
know"
THAT will answer, think" re-
piled. DRESS warmly, do not be out
very late. and let me see you before
you go. / want to see if l will know
you"
Very pretty the three Irish girls
looked as they stepped into my room
the next night to be looked at and ad-
mired. Their ideas of costuming in
character were not very well defined,
or their means for carrying out their
ideas were limited, but / did not mar
their pleasure by criticism. let the
inconsistencies pass, and said they
looked very nicely, which was true.
Katie only had made no attempt at
disguise other than the mask. She
wore a peculiar looking dress. how
ever, dark gray, long and straight and
/ full, guiltless of tOurnure, frin OF
, ruffle; around the skirt at the bottom
was a deep band of scarlet stuff, a
peasant waist of the same color,
with knots of ribbon matching at the
: neck and wrists. She looked very
pretty, more than pretty, she had g
{ decidedly distinguished look.
After the others had explained to
r me that they represented Winter
and "Mayday' and THE Gypsy For
3 tune Teller" said, ''Wen, Katie, what
9 are youP"
Nothing but Katie MoCarty,
p ma'am."
f 'But I've never seen this dress be
a fore. Did you have it made for the oc-
casionP"
D mo. ma'am," said she. "'It's one ]
t had before left old Ireland. I've not
. had it on since came to this country,
a and thought 1t would do for tonight,
i; not feeling that I could afford to buy
r a new one"
"You could not have done better;'
: and with the silent conviction that ne
. cessity is sometimes kinder than we
f know 1 babe them good night.
Q The next morning before 1 wen
q down to breakfast Katie's voice came
J. up to my ears in song. She had ;
b clear, sweet voice, but this morning
G there was a new tone in it.
e There was new light in her face, ant
n as she passed in and out the dininl
Q room mentally decided that httl
v masquerading had done her good.
Afterwards I said to her: "Well
a Katie, what is ftp there's some reason
d for the smile in your eyes and the soni
is on your lips this morning. Can't yOr
o tell me what it isP''
i "Thrue it Is, ma'am, an quare it
IS that We can see what is in woman
% heart so quick. I think it must b
because yer own heart is so warm ar
r so kind. Sure I'm the happiest girl i
/ all Ameriky the day."
Z In her fervor she dropped into tn
) brogue that was rarely feature 1
10 her speech.
e ''Yis, In all Ameril1y there's not
" girrul so happy an so grateful to Go
an the Blessed Virgin as am thi
|, very minute. o, it was a purity sigh
a there in the ball room, ma'am, wild th
4, lights fashin', an the music, ali, tn
70 music Just floated, swelled an throbbe
" one minute like It wud lift your hear
" right out of all sorrow, an then 1t wa
), n sobbin' an surgin' like the soul ths
"a Is in the depths of pain an despair
1t ma'am. 1t makes one so glad som'
a times, such music does, that nothin
but tears can tell your gladness, an
4. sad, too, for it brings back all the sa
o. things that have ever come into you
Is life; so it was with me, ma'am, a.
ot then the strange dresses of tt
,e b'ys an girruls. There were hnG
an ouanes an knights of the ol
10 DAYS, an fish women, an gypstt
an the saints know what. Al
there was one tall man anon
the lot that somehow I'd noticed fro
the first, an I'd noticed, too, thu
NJ when 1 whit on to the 1ure to dane
Az that tall man he would get hisseh rigl
a. in the same set. He hadn't any foe
ish ooshtume, only he wore a mas
a like the rest of 'em.
ad Il was just going to dance m
zurlxy wild Patrick Mcclure, an T.