Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1906-01-19

that there was stranger In the room,
abe stood uncertainty in the doorway;
then she went toward him.
Il think. sir" she said. with q certain
quiet dignity-"I think you must be
The gentleman who's been so kind to-
Kitty! cried the man, taking an I'm.
conscious step toward her. Then they
stood and stared into each others won.
dering eyes.
/ She. worn with work and worry, was
the first to lose control. She dropped
INTO chair presently and began to cry
softly. He. for his part, paced the
room in dazed fashion. He recalled
Little Timber Toes" innocent disclo-
sures. Father was dead, She thought
she was glad. He wasn't fond of chill.
dren. and he sometimes used to strike
dear mother
Why. he had figuratively shrugged
careless shoulders at the commonplace
skeleton laid bare by the child. But
now: He turned hot eyes and looked
at the pretty. fragile. sobbing creature
kitty. his Kitty. as he had been used
to call her. the beautiful. dainty girl
who had flushed under his first kiss;
Something in his throat swelled big,
He stood still before the attic window,
doing battle with it. In the place Of
chimneys and lightning rods, tiles and
states, came green fields and woods.
There was little vine covered cottage,
too. and out Of the cottage came q girl
as fresh and sweet as the morning A
youth leaned over the gate saying good
by. for he was going off to win fortune
for them both. Then he departed. with
her moist kiss upon his lips. while the
golden morning shone hopefully on the
woods and meadows. And. oh, the
long misery of that subsequent misun-
derStanding. Later news had reached
him that she vas married to all old RI
val; after that. no news at ALL
James Fawcett went near to the
weeping little woman and laid his
land upon ber arm. kitty" he said
again. Its -ears since we saw each
other"
'Fifteen.' said she struggling to be
calm and sniling through her tears
That's long time. James, and time
brings many changes"
Does it: ] don't see them, dear. To
me you're just the same"
At his words the woman flushed-as
pretty wild rose flush as any maiden
might claim. He drew up a chair for
himself and placed it hear her. Then
he set about bringing up old tales that
made her cheerful and gave the dim
pies play. What dance those same
1imples used to lead the boys. Billy
and Ben ana the rest-did she remem-
Der: And did she recall the wooden
schoolhouse! There was a brand new
brick one now. The old farmhouse
was down, too, and on its site was
gorgeous brick villa.
Thus. though all the while hunger
was gnaw1ng at his heart. he talked
cheerily ON and on. Presently he
arose. He could bear it no longer.
She was such sorrow laden. pale,
fragile, dear little thing to fight all
alone against the world. He opened
ais arms wide.
Twill you. come now. Kittys It's not
too late"
When she laid her hands on his broad
shoulders and said TREMENDOUSLY, I'm
so tired, dear-so tired" he put his
strong arms about her and fondled her
caressipgly, just as he might have
tondled the child by the wall or any
other helpless thing. Little Timber
Toes" ell the while looked on and smil-
ed.
And when we go to the woods" she
asked presently, well take dear moth
ar alorg too?"
"WeI. rather" answered the man in
a queer, hoarse tone as he drew the
woman in his arms still closer.