Owingsville outlook. [volume] (Owingsville, Ky.) 1879-192?, 1896-10-22

ish Susy in the pretty but prematurely
iadcd actress before him. and lie felt
momcntarily relieved. TWAS her youth
and freshness appealing to his own
youth and Imagination that he had
| loved not her.
| lct as she greeted him with n slight
cNaggcratiun of glance. voice and man
nrr, he remembered that even as Il girl
| she was an actress,
Nothing of this. however, was in his
voice aud manner rs he gently thanked
her for the opportunity of meeting her
| again. Mud he was franh-for the di-
version he had expected he had found:
| he even was conscious of thinking more
kindly of his wife who had supplanted
| her.
II told Jim he must fetch you. il he
had Ia carry you,' she said. striking
the palm of her hand with her fan, and
glancing AT her husband: II reckon lie
guessed why though | didn't tell him
l dou't tell Jim everything"
Here Jim arose, and, looking at His
watch. guessed he'd run over To tho
IL he was acting upon some hint from
his wife his stimulation was 81 badly
done that Clarence felt his first sense
of mcasincSs. Eut as Hooker closed
the uoor uwkwardly and ostrntatiously
behind him, Clarence smii.ugly said bs
had waited To hear the message from
her own lips.
1. Ia,
side; the talk of men. you know, and lie
hears a good deal of that; more, per-
haps, than YOU do. II was that which
put me up Ia finding out the truth.
And | didn't rest till did. I'm not to
h. fooled, Clarcncc-you don't mind my
, calling you Clarence, now were both
married and done for-and I'm not the
Kind To he fooled Ivy anybody from the
low counties and that's the Robes
! rancho. I'm a southern woman myself,
from Missouri. hut I'm for the union
first, last nnd all the time, and I call
myself "a match for any lazy. dawdling,
lash-slinging Shareholders and slave
holdcresscs whether they're mixed
blood heaven only knows, or what--or
their friends or relations or the dirty
half Spanish grandces and their mixed
half niger poems who truckle To them.
You bet"
His blood had stirred quickly at the
mention of the Rohles rancho. but the
rest of SuSy's speech was too much in
the vein of her old eNtravaGancc te
touch him seriously.
He found himself only considering
how strange il was THAI the old petu-
lance and impulSivenCsS of her girlhood
MAS actually bringing back with il hei
pinl, checks and brilliant eyes.
You surely didn't ask Jim TO bring
me here" he said smilin9ly, ito tell me
.ha. Mrs. Pcyton"-hc corrected him.
self hastily. a. "A malicious sparkle came
into Susy's blue cyCs-"that my wife
was a southern woman. and proba-
bly, sympathiled with her class? Well,
I don't know that should blame her
for that any more than she should
blame me for being n northern man
and an unionist."
And she doesn't blame you?" asked
Susy, sneeringly.
The color came slightly into Clar.
encc's check. but before he could reply
the actress added:
"No--she prefers TO use YOU"
81 don't think | understand you,"
said Clarence, rising coldly.
"No-you don't understand her!" re-
tortcd Susy. sharply. Look here. Clar.
cnce Brant, you're right; l didn't ask
you here TO tell you--what you and
everybody knows-that your wife is q
southerner. | didn't ask you here to
tell you what everybody suspects-that