The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1888-04-18
KATE'S ESCAPADE.

"You know Pm always doing queer
things" Kate said, "but last winter
fairly outdid myself"
'What did you dol" This in chorus
from the group seated around the blaz-
ing wood ire.
81 stole horse." she replied with
perfect gravity.
''Stole horsew echoed the chorus
'tell us about it, Kate"
Every well, she said. "Bring me nv
knitting, Jack, will you, pleaseG hate
to have my tongue my only busy MEM
Der Can't find it1 Well, never mind
come sit down and I'll find it myself"
While Kate is searching for her knit
ting will you not allow the chorus to be
presented to you! We, the chorus, are
Kates guests at her charming old home
stead in Sussex. We are not all sopranos
and altos by any means; there are an
equal number of extremely agreeable
tenors and baritones. For Katy, the
doer of ''queer things" never demon
strated her queerness by inviting a lot of
women to spend October with her in a
country house only to leave them to Ian
guish before each others eyes.
Nor did she trust to such men as the
town might offer; she imported her own
specimens, and whosoever received an
invitation to "Morningside" could rely
upon the choiceness of the specimens.
This had been so in the days when Kate
was entirely 'fancy free, ," and lived at
'Morningside" with chaperone as
charming as she was useless, and now
that the grand old place had a master as
well as mistress, the same rule of agree
able pairing off was still adhered to.
Which proves, does it not, that Kate was
a glorious exception TO the rule of aver
age young married women, who, being
quite content with their own life cavalier,
dream not that other maidens may sigh
for other companionship than hisl
This was our first October at Morning
side since kate's marriage, aud on the
particular evening whereof | write we
were seated in a semi. circle around the
blazing logs. Kate in the middle, and
Jack, her husband, very near her. When
she announced her last escapade a smile
might have heen seen lowering about his
lips, amused at first, then melting
gradually into one of extreme tenderness.
which said quite as plainly as words
that kate's story was one OF interest to
him.
"Do you believe in the depravity of
inanimate obiectsi" Kate inquired when
she joined US again. 81 do. lam will
ing to swear that left this knitting on
yonder table. ! found il in the library
under a chair, where it had deliberately
hidden itself away from me. "
cit must be feminine, said Berry,
casting a reproaohful glance at Laura,
"and therefore bound TO be as ag-
gravating a. possible
al knew very well you would chase
it, Kate, - said Laura, calmly.
"Imagine its disappointment il you
hadn't, Kate, said Jack, smiling sauoily
at Laura.
"NIy dear" said Kate, don't you
know they never run away except they
are morally certain Of heing Chssedl"
"Is knitting Theyi" asked Jack,
graveiy.
"No, but women are. You know
what / mean"
''But the story" said Laura, nwho did
not fancy the tuIn the conversation had
taken.
"Of course, the storyl" We exclaimed
together
"Wel,n said Kate, settling herself
comfortably in her chair. lou know
/ spent winter before last in Boston, aud
being thoroughly tired Of hotel lie, aud
not caring to take house Of ny own,
went TO large boarding house need
not describe it you know that by some
mysterious ruling Of the unseen iates d