Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1892-12-11

10 his band, to find himself once more
face to face with Miss Redding.
She stretched out her hands silently,
but Mr.. livingstone did not offer to put
the kitten into them. He looked from
the kittenNtO her and from her to the
kitten.
"Upon myNword," he exclaimed, sud-
denly, II believe fits the salf-same cat"
sit is" said Miss Redding, ~ picked
1t up as went off,"
Mr.. livingstone looked at her with the
same exdression of mingled amusement
and admiration which she had caused
at their earlier meeting.
chow did you manage it?" he asked.
81 hid her under my cloak; she was
very quiet until that express train
passed. 1t frightened her and she jumped
out"
perhaps" said Mr.. livingstone,
smiling, "she thought it was Danny in
pursuit"
He was still standing with the kitten
in his hand, and Miss Redding saw his
eyes turn toward the vacant chair be-
side her.
In the Thomas Company Miss Red
ding was known as one Of the most cir
cumspect of its maidens. Her manner
was decidedly conclusive as she again
held out her hand,
81 am sorry you should have been
troubled" she said.
But II IL were Miss Redding's intention
that the interview should end there, she
should not have raised her eyes at
that moment. When she had last
applied for raise OF salary
from Manager Thomas she had
quite seriously mentioned them
as al item on her side, claiming that
they alone were worth the increase,
and the .nN.aa0er, looking into their
limpld depths opened for his inspection,
had yielded with laugh.
Mr.. livingstone laid the kitten on Miss
Readings lap, but he did not imme-
diately move away.
"Do you mean to keep her?" he said.
EYES," answered Miss Redding; 81
think shall"
"You care for cats, then?"
"No, not generally; but this seems
particularly nice one"
ut may be on the principle of stolen
fruit" ventured Mr.. Kingstone.
Miss Redding smiled, but with no
encouragement.
81 am glad to think of her having "a
good home," Mr.. Kingstone went on.
"What shall you name her?"
81 had hardly thought. Something
to commemorate the fact that l stole
her l suppose"
"Why not that?" asked Mr.. King
with sudden laugh.
Miss Redding raised those wonderful
eyes of hers questiOningly.
"Istoler." said Mr.. Kingstone. ''Don't
you think that good name?"
There are, as all anglers know, all
kinds OF bats for all kinds Of fish. Some
must be coaxed with one fly, some with
another.
Miss Redding's fly was laugh
ter. Her eyes filed with it
before sac could lower them, and from
them il rippled down to her lips.
Mr.. KiAgstone sat down in the vacant
chair.
The little kitten moved restlessly in
the fur nest its own mistress had ar
ranged for it in her lap, and Miss Red
ding looked troubled.
81 am sure she is hungry" she said.
81 have been worrying over 1t for an
hour. But what can doP"
1t was more easily managed than she
could have imagined. A few moments
after the short conference held between
Mr.. livingstone and the porter, E news
paper as table-cloth, saucer OF milk
and Istoler were comfortably estao-
lished between the carpet slippers and
the small leather boots.
'She will be very pretty cat when
she isn't frightened, and has time to
wash herself a little" said Miss Red
ding, looking down at the kitten lap
ping and purring contentedly. Il do
hope she feels properly grateful to
YOU"
"She ought to-" answered Mr.. King
stone, when she considers that her
size to Danny and mine to Danny's
papa were about equal"
Miss Reddlng looked up refectively.
at must be nice not to be afraid,
she said; never to feel your heart
shrink up and shudder down into your
very boots"
''Mine didn't hide in my boots to-
day." said Mr.. livingstone, laughing,
"but only because it had no boots to
hide In. am but a man in slippers,
you see, Wait until you meet West
ern man with his boots on. 1 assure you
was frightened enough when the
monster doomed in the doorway"
ale didn't look half so big there as
he did when he lay on the floor" said
Miss Redding with interest. Then l
thought he looked like a whale"
"He did. That was all which excused
my banging a PROSTATE foe. felt that
If the leviathan once got on his legs
again 1 should be swallowed alive.
was more afraid OF madame and a blade
OF cold steel in my back than anything
else, though"
land all that" said Miss Redding,
bending to run the tip of her finger
lightly down the dark buff line which
marked the Kittens backbone, ''all
that about this funny, furry scrap not
twelve inches long, including the tail. "
Mr.. livingstone looked down also and
laughed, as he caught sight OF his d.
laDidsted slippers. (Which do you
think taxed my courage most?" he said,
''to stand up to the Danny family, or to
travel from California to New York In
these? was bent on coming, and they
were the only things on the ranch that
would 20 on. 1t was better than tray-
cling like a Pilgrim Father. But once
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