Barton County democrat., 1905-09-29

70 little girl who had q purse this
this morning?"
I showed II to him, and he turned Il
over 10 his crippled old hands.
III was full then-or fuller, anyway
suggested.
you wouldn't want to get her into
trouble-that littlegirl'Ss he asked,
cautiously
laughed. Not !. I-myself-"
was going to say-well, you can
imagine what was going 10 say, and /
that ] didn't say II or anything like 1t.
"Well-there she is, Kitty Wilson,
over yonder," be said.
gasped. it wascso unexpected. And /
] turned to look. There on one Of the
benches sat Kitty WilDn. II ] hadn't
been blind as a bat and full Of trouble.
oh. II thickens your wits, does trouble,
and blinds your eyes and mules your
earsl-Pd have suspected something at
the mere sight of her. For there sat
Kitty Wilson enthroned, hatless, lank
little creature about IL, and nC,r her
clustered thick as ants around lump
Of sugar, was crowd of children. black
and white, boys and girls. For Kitty.
that deplorsble Kitty-had money 70
burn; or what was even more effective
at her age, she had goodies to give
away. Her lap was full Of spoils. She
had sample of every good thing the
fruit stand offered. Her cheeks and
lips were smeary with candy. Her dress
was stained with fruit. The crumbs Of
cake fingered still on her chin and apron.
And Kitty-l love a generous thief
was treating the gang.
II helped itself from her abundant
lap; il munched and gobbled and asked
for more. Ii was riot OF high old
time. Even the birds were hopping
about as near as they dared. picking up,
the crumbs, and the squirrels had pea /.
nuts TO throw TO the birds.
And all on Nancy 0lden's money
] laughed till ! shook. II was good !
10 laugh. Nancy 0lden isn't .accus- ,
toned TO long dose Of the doleful, and
II doesn't agree with her. lstrolled over
TO where my guests were banQueting.
You see. Mag. that's where shouldn't
rank with the A. d. I'm too inquisitiVe.
] want to know how the other fellow in
the case feels and thinks. II isn't
enough for me TO see him act.
Kitty" ! said = somehow 4 u
year-old makes you feel more of a
grown-up than l2-months-old does
i hope you're having a good time.
Kitty Wilson, but-hayen't you lost
something?"
She was chewing at the end OF
long string of black candy-shoe-
strings, all right, the stiff. looks like
and she was eating just because she
didn't want TO stop Goodness knows,
she was full enough. Her jaws stopped,
though, suddenly, as she looked from
the empty purse In my outstretched
hand TO me. and took me in.
Oh, Know that pause Intimately.
II says Wait minute. till get my
breath, and I'll know how much you
know, and just what lie TO tell you"
But she changed her mind when she
saw my face. You know. Mag. II
there's a thing that's fixed in your
memory, IFS the face of the body
you've done up. The respectables
have their rogues' galley. but Wa
that Is, the ght-fngered brigade, have
got fools gallery TO correspond
TO IT,
In which Of EN- is my picture? Now. (
Margaret, that's mean. You know
my portrait hangs in both.
looked down on the. little beggarj
that had painted me for the second
salon, and 10, in a fash she was on
her feet, the lapful Of good things
tumbled to the ground, and Kitty was
OF. !
was bitterly disappointed in that
girl Mag! ! was Altogether mistaken
in my diagnosis Of her Hers is only
a physical eleverness, talented dex-
terity. She had no resource in time
of danger but her legs And legs will
not carry CRATER half so far as
good quick tongue and a steady. head.
She halted at safe distance and
glared back at me: Her hostility ex-
"iied crowd Of children-her push
against me and the braver. ones jeered