Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1907-07-18

go 'round'-if only they were car.
wheels and taking me somewhere!"
she supplemented. Nov I'm going to
go-and go-and go, and see If l can't
satisfy this longing that is devouring
me-"
1t was but two days now before she,
and the aunt who had been a mother
to her all these years, would start
on their ~journeyings. Trunks and
tickets, plans and packing, filled the
house with confusion and her soul
with delirious joy; there was no time
for Charlie Haywood and his love-
notwithstanding that had be-
come trite in its periodic repetition
since her pinafore days. That
Charlie was young, good to look upon,
rich, and altogether approved by her
relatives, made it only worse-as if
she could grow sentimental over her
next-door neighbor, with whom she
had made mudpies in her babyhood!
At the very outset of her journey,
Kathleen seemed doomed to disap-
pointment, for the stagecoach-her
only means of transportation from the
village to the railroad station five
miles away-failed to call at her door,
and disappeared far down tho road in
a cloud of dust.
why, Auntie-if they haven't left
us!" cried Kathleen, dropping in limp
dismay onto the piazza steps,
Never mind; we'll go tomorrow"
soothed Mrs. Howells.
"But the boat-oh, Auntie, Wen lose
the boat" walled the girl, springing
to her feet in sudden realization of
what the delay meant.
mot gone YETI" called Haywood
cheerfully, over the fence. "Old Abe's
late this morning" he continued, with
an airy innocence that gave no hint
of his knowledge Of the shameless
babe even then in Old Abe's pocket.
II was just going down to the station
TO see you off"
ooh, Charlie, he's left us-we've
lost the boat" moaned Kathleen
wringing her hands.
Not much, you haven't" shouted
Haywood over his shoulder, as he
turned with suspicious promptness
and ran towards his open stable door
Here, jump in, both of you" he com
manded a minute later, bringing his
huge red automobile to a standstill
before them.
"oh, lovely, lovely!" gurgled Kath
leen ~bundling Mrs. Howells into the
back seat and leaping in beside her.
Lets see--your baggage went las
night, | believe" said Heywood-as Il
it had not gone at his own suggestion
1t was somewhat later that Hey
wood said musingly, az he held heI
hand in parting:
Hmm, well, ! don't know-an au
tomobile is a pretty good substitut,
for a rusty sword"
Don't be ridiculous she returned
with some dignity; then her eye
danced. '1Il take the auto every time
thought" she laughed, as she skipped
nip the car steps after her aunt,
Haywood gave a few short orderI
to the man beside the machine, caugh
the satchel from his hand, and swuni
himself onto the last a after thu
train had started.
Kathleen and her aunt had no trou
us during the short journey to New
York, nor IN establishing themselves
comfortably in their staterooms OF
hoard the boat; but the first three
days at seu were very rough and thu
1adies scarcely left their berths. Oh
It'd fourth day d clear blue sky and
sNsafm sun cnticod Kathleen into he
~tHsnim chair on deck. She had So
aFe hair an hour IN listless endui
3 Of an uncomfortable position
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