Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1903-01-06

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cause by undue precipitation?
''No, thank you" he said, aloud;
'being acquainted with a Mrs Rob
ertson Z wanted to know if She is the
one who lives here Her first name
do you know it?"
eyes, sir; il is not a common name
-Arthemise."
The baron went Immediately to
his room. Such progress in less than
half an hourl lie now knew her
name and her residence.
He possessed small portfolio in
which an impecunious young author
had compiled expressly for him in
several languages a series of "a love
| letters, running through the whole
gamut, from the first declaration,
discreet and respectful, to the most
impetuous outbursts of passion. A
few words could always change here
and there, according to the especial
circumstances of the case, and the
series, progressing adroitly, could
pass for the Perfect Lovers Man
ual.p Athenodore copied No. l in his
finest hanwriting:
MADAM: 10 see you is to love
you. ! have seen you and ] love
you"
More followed in the same vein,
and then the baron dispatched the
letter at once to Mrs. A. Robertson.
The next day he met again in the
cleaning the delicious apparition,
but alasl as at the first time, she
passed SO indifferently, so absent
mindedly that she hardly returned
his polite bow.
81 shall send No. 4 without delay;
the first ones are not pressing
enough" thought the baron; and the
next missive began: "Adorable an
gell My life's idol Divine Arthe-
mise!" etc.
Then he repaired to the Casino
and spent a mournful evening.
Man is naturally so conceited that
even if his heart is absorbed by the
most ardent love he remarks, never
theless, the admiration he excites on
the way and culls it as his due. 1t
was anyhow the case with Athena
dore, who was never astonished or
voxed at being noticed by women,
even the ugliest. And certainly if
this ill-favored category ever stared
persistently at him it was this enor-
mously fat woman whom he met at
every turn. She was ugly and un-
calmly, sallow complexioned and Cog
gle-eyed. The horrid creature fol-
lowed him like his shadow and there
seemed no way to escape her.
81 understand" he muttered in
dignantly, "that people admire me,
but carried to this degree it is
deucedly tiresome." lie retreated to
his room.
0 surprised 0 blissl
There he found dainty sandal
wood casket containing a bunch of
forget-me-nots, a white neck ribbon
slightly rumpled-a sign it had been
worn-and few words in a hand
writing ideally fine:
Beware, be prudent; the greatest
caution is necessary. Some day you
will hear the reason of it. If know
ing that he is loved is sufficient for
mans happiness, be happy"
1t was signed GA"
Athenodore, oveToyed, kissed the
ribbon, placed the forget-me-nots in
a vase on the table and fell asleep
murmuring the words of the beloved
note.
Meeting the adored on the next
day, he affected a GOODNESS far from
his thoughts, but for which he hoped
to be rewarded. Was it not a proof
of submission to the orders given?
The pretty blonde, she passed with
out even lifting her eyes.
Prudence, of course.
At night came a magnificent bou-
quet of roses, a golden locket and
another tender epistle. Opening the
locket and holding it to the light,
the baron said: 'How could l be SO
mistaken? Her hair is not SO blonde
as I thought"
Things went on at this rate for
two weeks. Letters more and more