The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1904-09-16

stag party down the street. He saw
tho carriage pass and nottcSd the5wheel
coming OF. He called oxt-I thought
heard some one-but. coull mot. at
tract the attention of The. dSaver He
tried to catch up, but could not do so
until he was In the grounds, then the
wheel came of, and we were Hopping
nbout in each others laps"
"Oh- Mrs. Cranston exclaimed dis.
appointedly
"Well, that does seem more reason.
able" said Mrs Dunleigh. "I can hard
~ imagine lovers, this day and time,
doing the other thing It's rather too
stasy-too romantic don't you thinkr'
We'll, really don't know what we
arc going to do with Lydia" sighed
Mrs. Cranston. "She didn't seem to
enjoy herself bit tonight. Just think
Of It! Why, could hear Whispering
all over the rooms, Where is sle7 Is
that herr My, amt she pretty! They
say that necklace has been In her
family for 200 years. Have you
been introduced? And yet the object
Of IT all sat on a divan half the even
Ing talking to a married Presbyterian
minister, who didn't even have on an
evening suit"
Really. I was proud Of her." de-
eiared Mrs. Dunleigh. She's just q
pure, sweet, unspoiled girl, and every
body knew It by her modest, shrinking
manner. That's why she created such
a furore, and why Governor Telfare
fs such fool about her. When she
declined to go out to supper with him
and In such n sweet, natural way sug-
gested that he take you instead, l was
afraid he might be offended, but he
took 1t beautifully, and-well, it did
look better. She wasn't going to put
IL she could avoid 1t, and, on the whole,
think she was right"
well, I'm going to bed" said Kitty.
'You two hens can stay off the roost
and cackle oil night If you like, but I'm
sleepy"
She's an original creature" said
Mrs. Dunleigh, when Kitty had left
them. II wish you'd share her with
me-"
She's that way all the time." said
Mrs. Cranston. almost too independ-
ent to be favOrite with men, but WON
en- adore her. She's very exacting-.
wnnts men to be more perfect than
they are. really think she admires
George Buckley. and she won't help
me with Lydia a bit.'
When Kitty returned to Lydia she
found her in bed, the gas burning low.
her face to the wall Kitty disrobcd
nofselessly and got into bed. She lay
still for a moment, then she said sud-
denly:
Look here, are you-well, l declare.
you are crying!'
There was no response. Kitty was
quiet for several minutes, then she
rose. I'm the excitement Of 1t ALL"
ahc said. 'T forgot to say my prayers.
ia better get It done. Those two wom-
en- fell into my trap with n dull thud
Just now. I'll tell you about 1t in the
morning."
Lydia still made no sound nor move
ment to indicate that she was awake.
but Kitty knew she was. Kitty knelt
at the bedside for several minutes; then
she rose, with q sigh, and got back
under the covers. "If 1t will do you
any good" she said, "I'll tell you I've
been praying about this thing. don't
believe God pays the least attention to
people who pray about wet weather In
dry season or dry weather in wet, but
somehow / believe he listens when you
call his attention to real downright
heart suffering. | told him j was at
the end of my rope and that he ought
to try to help you and George out Of
tho mess you are in. You are both too
good and sweet and noble to- There
was a sudden catch In Kltty's voice,
and a sob struggled into her throat and
shook her from head to foot.
Now, what's the matter with youY
Lydia suddenly exclaimed, and she
turned over and put her arms about
her friend. Don't. don't, Kitty" Then
they cried silently together until they
fell asleep.