Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1897-04-10
The Evil Genius.
"A STORY.
BY wILKiE

"Grandmamma dipped it into the water
jug" Kitty continued, with a grave face;
but she didn't wash herself. She went to
one of mammals boxes. Though she is SO
old, she's awfuily strong, [ can tell you. She
rubbed of the luggage-iabel in no time.
Mamma says: what are you doing that
forY Aud -grandmamma says-this is the
dreadful thing hat | want YOU TO explain
oh, | can remember it all; it's like learning
lessons, only much Observation-Disclosures
says: Before the day is over the name on
yoW boxes viii be your name no longer"
Mr.. Sarralin now became aware of the
labyrinth into which his young friend had
innocently led him. The divorce, and the
inevitable return (when the husband was no
longer the husband) 10 the wife's maiden
n~ame-thcSe were the subjects on which
kitty's desire for enlightenment applied to
the wIsest person within her reach, her moth-
erS legal adviser.
Mt. SarIazin tried TO put her of his knee.
She held him round the neck. He thought
OF Tie railway as Il promising excuse, and
tod her he must 20 back to London. She
held him a little tighter. II really cant
walt, my dear he rot mp as he said it. Kitty
hung on To him with her legs rs well as her
arms, amt, finding the position uncomfort.
able, lost her temper. Mammals going 10
have a new name" she shouted, rs ii the
lawyer had suddenly become deaf. Grand.
mamma says she must be Mrs. Omond.
And l must be Miss Ormond. | won't.
Where's papa? | want to write to him: |
know he won't allow it. Do you hear?
Where's papa?'
She fastened her little hands on Mr.. Sar-
razin's coat collar and tried TO shake him, m
a fuzzy of resolution 10 know what il ali
meant. At that critical moment Mrs. Presty
opened the door and stood petrilied ON the
Threshold.
Hanging on 10 MI. S|arra2in with her
arms ana her legs exclaimed lhc Old lady.
You little wretch, which are you, amonEey
or n child?'
The lawye' gently deposited Kitty on the
flor. nuean 70 have ii out Of YOU she
whispered, as he set her Oh her feet.
Mrs. Presty pointed stcrnly to the open
door. Screaming, too She resumed, "whcn
quiet in the house is of the utmost impor
lance 10 your mother. Col if | hear YOU
again, bread and water and no doll for the
rest of the week."
Kitty retired i'm disgrace, and Mrs. Presty
sharpened her tongue ON Mr.. S~arrazin next,
! III u7NolllAl''' Nl' 1T AbNl lldI
impudent grandchild Of mine to take such
liberties with you. Who would suppose that
you were a married man, with children OF
your OWN
That's Just the reason, my dear madam
MI. Salra2in smaItll replied. 81 romp with
my own childrcn-why not with Kitty. Can
do anNthin for you in lOndon?' he went
on, getting a little nearer 10 the door; II
leave Edinburgh by the next train. And |
promise YOU, he added, with the spirit Of
mischief twinkling in his eyes. this shall be
my last confidential interview with yOuI
|glandchild. When she wants TO ask any
more questions | transfer her to you.'
Mis-. Presty looked after the retreating
lawyer thoroughly mystiiied. What ''con.
iidential Interview What 'qucStionsg'
Was this one more lamentable case of a re.
spectacle man overtaken by liquor? scotch
whiSky.' she suddenly concluded" ~ thought
he slnelt OF spirits when he first came in"