The Washington herald., 1907-03-06
HOW GRADY WORE THE GREEN
BY IZOLA L. FORESTER.

When the construction gang took pos
session of Sackett Junction Kitty O'Reuly
took possession of the construction sang.
Kitty's father read the daily papers.
and followed the movement of the cur
rent events. The construction gang which
was laying the new branch line of railroad
from Buds Peak TO Alvarez was the
very latest thing I'm current events, and
by the time it landed at the junction old
Mike O'Reilly was ready for il.
They're a fine lot OF men. and a
hearty lot. Kitty. even if they are "a lot
of guinnieS ana gTeaseTs and such for
eigners. It's from the stranger within
our gates that We get the goods Kitty.
and if he won't give them 10 us of his
own free Will, then we take them from
him by gentle persuasion. Kitty, you are
the gentle persuasion Of Sackett Junction.
You go right over and talk TO whoever's
the king of the whole bunch. and tell
them you're the finest cook in Arizona,
and your dad can furnish meal tickets to
the whole crowd Of them at a price that
would bankrupt any chink cook this side
OF Sacramento. Go on with the winning
ways OF you. Kitty O'Reilly. and God
bless you"
So Kitty and her winning ways had
tripped blithely across the wash TO where
the tents of the construction gang showed
on the side Of the HILL And she delivered
the message of her father in her own
sweet way to the king Of the bunch. and
the king was neither guinuy nor greaser,
but Tom Grady from Kansas City. Tall
was Thomas 6 feet .. with the shadowy
sunset tinted locks.
Kitty glanced sideways out OF the cor
ners of her eyes at him, in "a way she
had, and she was glad i'm her heart OF
hearts that the construction gang had
seized upon Sackett Junction as its base
Of operations.
I'VE will eat with you, tell the old
man." said Tom Grady. and while his
manner was sedate. and his tone most
respectful as befttcd a five-minute ac-
quaintanceship, yet his eyes told Kitty
that she was the fairest creature he had
looked upon in all his life. I'VE will eat
any old thing he gives US to eat, and
TIE road can pay for it. Tell him TO feed
us hearty"
I do the cooking" said Kitty. and
the way of her smile and voice was most
bewildering TO a man with free heart
under his coat.
Heaven bless the cook. laughed Tom
and he stood on the hillside. looking after
her as he tvipped back across the wash
And, sure. you can cook for me all my
life with the sweet smile Of you. and
the tender glance of you. It's fried
doormat I'd be eating with a relish If
You gave it TO me-" he said to himself.
and he sang as he went back TO the gang.
oh. and when you're dreaming, Molly
darling.
Don't forget to dream Of me"
Two months the gang were to pitch
their tents on the hillside and Mike
O'Renly made # pleasant for them He
had the largest and coolest house at
Sackett's. and Saturday night he would
throw il open for a dance for the boys
And it was ut the third dance that Tom
asked Kitty did she love him bit.
Kitty sat on a window sill. cooling her
self in the fresh. sweet night air after
"a grand right and left come-all-ye."
Ask me tomorrow morning. Tom, d"
she said, softly.
IT'S tonight you'll be telling me, and
not later" answered Tom, and the mas
terlulness of him did her heart good
for the Maynard woman loves best the
man who makes her mind him. You
don't have to tell me at all. for I've been
knowing it a month past. Your eyes told
me even while they tried to hide 1t with
The darling long lashes you have on them.
And your voice said it when it trembled
and your blessed little hands said il
every time they gave me the finest bits
to eat of their own cooking Your lips
don't need TO bE telling me what's the
truth I know already. Kitty, angel heart
of mine, but they'll tell me all the same
because 7 want to hear them say it. Do
you love me?''
Sure I do, Tom. you know I do"
whispered Kitty. and the tear drops glis-
tened or her long. dark lashes for the JOY
that swept over her
Tom stood up straight and glanced over
hs shoulder AT the long dining room that
had been turned into a dance hall. The
piles OF dishes were stacked up on the
bare tables at the sides. and the smoke
WAS thick. Down on one OF the bare
tables old Mike was doing an unsteady
jig and singing "Donnybrook Fair
There was a lull in the dancing. It WAS
just past midnight, and St Patrick's DAY
was at It's dawning
And Tom, turning from the smoke and
the crowd at the table, where Mike
danced. bent over Kitty as she sat i'm
tile shadow and kissed her
We'll be married next month, he told
her. and Mrs Thomas Grady shall spend