The Richmond palladium. (Richmond, Ind.) 1906-1907, 1906-10-17


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Her eyes flashed She looked capable
of fulfilling her threat upon the spot.
ME darling heart" said he, and had
perforce to lay his hands upon her to
keep her still. "Sure, what else can /
say to you. with my eyes upon your
angel face:' Apparently the lady's
ears were not so completely stopped
but that such words could penetrate.
"'Tis monstrous," said she in hot in
dignation, that l should so to all this
trouble to escape from the bleating of
that everlasting refrain, and have it
buzzed at me- she waxed incoherent
under the sense of her injuries. thus
at the very outSetr'
MY dear love- said he humbly,
capturing the angry, gesticulating
hand. sure me hearts so full that it's
just choking me-"
She felt him tremble beside her as
he spoke.
Now the trembling lover was not of
those that entered into Mistress Kitty's
scheme of existence. She had, per-
haps, reckoned. when planning her es-
capade, upon being made to tremble
reckoned upon journey this evening
that should be among the most memo
rable in the annals of her Impressions
O'Hara bashful. O'Hara tongue tied !,
O'Hara with cold fingers that hardly
dared to touch hers, O'Hara, the gay
RATHER, with constrained lips.
This was an O'Hara whose existence
she had not dreamed of, and for whose
acquaintance, to say the truth, she had
small relish.
What, Were all the accessories of the
play to be SO perfect, and was the
chief character to prove such a lamen-
table failure in his part? What! Was
she, Kitty Bellairs. to be carried off
by the most notorious man in Bath.
only to find him as awkward, as dumb.
IS embarrassed with the incompatible
situation as the veriest greenhorn? 1T
shall not and it cannot be-" said she
to herself. And thereupon she changed
her tactics.
'Why," said she aloud, with the COO
ing note of her most melting mood, 81
protest one would think, sir, that you
were afraid of me-"
AYE. Kitty" said he simply; land
SO am"
"Oh, fle." she laughed "And how
have I alarmed you? Think of me-"
said she, and leaned her face toward
him with a smile of archest wit, mot
as a stranger, but as a sister, as a
dear, dear cousin"
His eyes famed back at her. Her
merry mood was as homogeneous to his
sudden, storm serious growth of pas
sion as the gay lit of tambourine
might be to a solemn chant.
II think of YOU" he said, and there
was deep thrill in his voice, "as my
wife that is to be-"
Nov, indeed, is the murder Quit"
she cried. "Oh, you men are all alike.
AS lovers-all fire, capsicums, Indian
ing! Torrents not to be stemmed.
But, 10, you let the lover once fancy
himself the husband, merciful heav-
ems, what a change! For fire we
have ice; for the red, biting capsicum,
the green, cool cucumber; for joyous.
foaming Sillery, the smallest ale. Small
ale? Nay, toast and water" cried Mis-
tress Kitty, lashing herself to finer
frenzy. "And II the mere sense of
your security thus transforms the
lover in you, what pleasing prospect,
indeed, lies before the welded wife!
No, thank you, sir" said the lady. and
pushed the petrified O'Hara with an
angry foot. II have had one wintry
toast-and-water husband, and that
shall be enough for my lifetime"
And in the very midst of her indig-
nation:
This WILL" she thought, simplify
the parting at Devices" But no whit
was her wrath thereby abated, that
the fool should have spoiled her pretty
ride.
For a moment after the angry mu-
sic of her voice had ceased to ring
there was a breathless silence, broken
only by the straining progress of
horses and chaise up the sides of an
other hill. Then O'Hara broke forth
into a sort of roar Of wounded tender
ness, passion and ire. Fiinging him
self back upon his seat, he seized her
wrist in grip, fierce, yet still gentle
under it's fierceness.
"How dare YEP cried the man.
''How dare We doubt my love! Sure,
flames are cold compared to me this
minute! May my tongue wither in my
mouth, may it be cut out of my jaws
and never speak word Of sense again,
may 1 be struck dead at your feet,
Kitty, for the rest of my life, if it's |
not gospel truth! Listen to my heart" |
he cried, with yet greater vehemence,
pressing her captive hand against his
it kitty, Kitty, Kitty
that it's saying? Sure, it's nothing but |
4 bell, and your name is the clapper in |
It! And you to be railing at me be- |
cause it's SO much / have to say that |
never word can I bring out! Oh"
pursued Mr.. O'Hara, waxing louder |
and more voluble still, "sure what |
could l say with my heart in my |
mouth stopping the way? Look at it, |
you cruel woman. Isn't it all yours, |
md aren't you sticking pins into it for |
sheer devilment this minute? God for
give me that should say such a thing |
II an angel! Look at it now, Kitty. |
Is that the heart of a cucumber? If /
you had said a love apple itself Och. |
indeed, it's the real cool cucumber I |