Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1901-01-01

Westboro. Goodness knows what win
happen after thatl"
Until the last day Of her visit in
Nestboro Miss Roxanna suffered
many pangs of indecision
she enjoyed the noise and stir of
the city. The electric cars whizzing
past corner visible from Mrs. Ben
nets parlor windows were a source
Of interest that never failed. The
hand organs, the changing bells of the
scissors grinders, the peddlers who
shouted their wares through the
streets and the rag and bottle col
lectors were all delightful novelties.
There were however, a few him
ORANGES to perfect enjoyment. Her
room was 50 small that when she
walked in the early morning, accord
ing to her custom, and lay waiting
for the first sounds that should show
the family were stirring, she often
had sense of suffocation, the walls
were so close to her on every side.
| Sometimes, too, she felt as II she were
prisoner in her niece's house. for
she did not dare venture out without
guide; the streets were labyrinth
she would not try to tread alone.
She found Westboro very quiet and
uninteresting. But she could put on
her wraps and walk to the post office
or go on errands for Mrs Driscoll as
freely as II she were in her own
home
On the morning of the last day of
her two weeks in Westboro she was
out of bed as soon as there was light |
enough for her to dress Grim deter
mination was written ON her face.
I've been diny-dallying long
enough" she scolded to herself. "and
the thing is going to be settled be.
fore breakfast
80 far as the money goes" she
unused, 81 guess Lucretia needs it as
much as Helen does. though she
wouldn't own It, Myl my! How
dreadful expensive Il is *; Ike lsy-e the
city.
my room here is bigger and pleas
anter than the one had at Lucre-
tia's, but that doesn't really count.
for ] don't want to make a sitting
room of it. There's much to see and
learn in a city, and I've been so shut
up all my life that I've grown into an
ignorant old woman, though
wouldn't say so to anyone but myself
Anyhow, now I've got the chance to
see little of the world, / believe it
is my duty to myself to take it. III
write to Lucretia right now and have
it off my mind, I'll tell her to ex-
pect me back Monday, and that will
give me three more days here in West
boro.
"My dear Lucretia," she wrote. then
stopped and looked meditatively at
the words
Il shall be rather sorry to leave
Helen" she thought. for to tell the
truth she's considerable more agree
able company than Lucretia, and
better cook. But therel 1t almost
looks as though ] was beginning ali
over TO decide it, and my mind is quite
made up
The bamboo box standing OH a table
in the middle Of the room caught Miss
Roxana's attention, and she immedi-
ately felt the necessity of terrifying
herself for the task before her with
drop. She slipped her fin
gers under the lid and exposed TO view
q bit Of rumpled tissue paper, nothing
more
II was impossible to finish The letter
With her mind so disturbed; she de-
ided to let it wait until after break /
Fast. c
Coffee and bacon failed to soothe Miss
2oxana's irritation into the ealmness '
demanded by the difhculties OF corre- +
ipoudence. brisk walk through the
harp winter air over The hEbbly side
walk of the little suburban town was
he tonic she craved, and on the way.
SO she planned, She would pass the
neat looking bakery where Helen
bought buns. for one-haIf /
The tiny shop was a confectionery ,
store.
Everything is fresh this morning,
ma'am," confided the young yaleswom-
an, looking crisp and bright enough to
be mistaken for bit Of her wares
1--WE have it right from the factory
twice a week. continued the girl, 4:
weighing out the mixture Of choco-
lates and various favored waters that
her early customer had ordered "Mr
Barton owns the factory and big
store in Boston, besides half dozen
little places like this scattered through |
the different towns, hut he is more par
ticular what is sold here than any
where else. You see. everybody in
Westboro knows him, because his home
is here. and when his friends buy candy
he intends they shall have a good as
he can make. That big brick building
wer there across the field is the fac
toy"
lhthe privacy of her own room Miss
RoXasa Investigated the contents of
her Dlnd1a and aghoad tho ,,roicas