The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1895-01-02

He suited the action to the word, ana
kissed her before she knew what was
about to happen. At least Yates, with
oil his experience, thought he had taken
her unawares. Men often make mistakes
in little matters Of this kind Kitty
pushed him with apparent Indignation
from her, but she did not strike him
across the face as she had done before
when he merely attempted what he
had now accomplished. Perhaps this
was because she had been taken so com
pletely by surprise.
Il shall call my mother" she threat
ened.
''oh, no. you won't. Besides, she
wouldn't come" Then this frivolous
young man began to sing in low voice
the flippant refrain: Here's to the girl
that gets kiss and runs and tells her
mother" ending with the wish that she
should live and die an old maid and
never get another. Kitty should not
have smiled, but she did; she should
have rebuked his levity, but she didn't.
sit is about the great and disastrous
consequences of living and dying an
old maid that / want to speak to you.
l have a plan for the prevention of
such catastrophe, and / would like to
get your approval Of it."
Yates had released the girl, partly
because she had wrenched herself away
from him ond partly because he heard
movement in the dining-room and
expected the entrance of Stoliker or
some of the others. Miss Kitty stood
with her back to the table, her eyes
fixed on a spring flower, which she had
unconscieusly taken from vase stand
ing on the window ledge, She smoothed
the petals this way and that, and
seemed so interested in botanical
investigation that Yates wondered
whether she was paying attention to
what he was saying or not What his
plan might have been can only be
guessed, for the fates ordained that
they should be interrupted at this
critical moment by the one person on
earth who could make Yates tongue
falter.
The outer door to the kitchen burst
open and Margaret Howard stood on
the threshold, her lovely face aflame
with indignation, and her dark hair
down over her shoulders, forming a
picture of loveliness that fairly took
Yates breath away. She did not no.
ticc him.
"Oh, Kitty~ she cried, "those
wretches have stolen all our horses.
Is your father here?'
"What wretches?" asked Kitty, ig-
noring the question, and startled by
the sudden advent of her friend.
"Thc Fenians. They have taken all
the horses that were in the fields, and
ynur horses as we'll So ran over to
tell you"
''Have they taken your own horse,
too?"
NO. l always keep Gypsy in the
stable. The thieves did not come near
the house, Oh, Mr.. Yates!-I did not
sec you" And Margaret's hand, with
the unconscious vanity Of woman,
sought her disheveled hair, which Yates
thought too becoming ever to be put in
order again.
Margaret Redeemed rs she realized
from Kitty's evident embarrassment
that she had impulsively broken In
upon conference of two.
II must tell your father about it,"
she said, hurriedly, and before Yates
could open the door she had done 80
for herself. Again she was taken aback
to see 80 many sitting round the table.
There was a moments silence be
tween the two in the kitchen, but the
spell was broken.
IL don't suppose there will be any
trouble about getting back the horses, y
said Yates, hesitatingly. "If you lose
them the government will have to
pay"
Il presume 80" answered Kitty,
| coldly; then: Excuse me, Mr.. Yates;