Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1910-11-01
MANAGING
HIM

The young man with the stern ex
preston said "Good-evening'' very
formally-to the evident surprise Of
the pretty girl VITA the big eyes and
the infantile expression.
Il want to explain at the start" he
began, that I'm not Jealous. know
nat when man objects to anythine
a girl always thinks 1t is because he II
Jealous. But wouldn't be guilty OF
such foolishness. Expressing ones
opinion il a far different"
Dear mel" broke in the pretty girl
anxiously. you aren't going to be
cross-and with me-are you, Oscar?"
That's another thing hope don't
do" said the young man, shaking ais
head That is. lose my temper.
trust can say that don't like thing
or don't approve Of It without getting
worked up"
The pretty girl leaned forward.
You don't mean." she said, that |
have done something you are object
ing to-"
Some men," went on the stern
young man. would get into a tearing
rage with you for acting as you did
last evening. but am different One
OF my dances you sat out with that
Graham man. | hunted all over for
you and saw you as you came out of
the conservatory. Apart from the fact
that 1t was my dance don't like to
have you with Graham. He is a con-
ceited cad and am sure dyes his hair.
He must be twice your age, though he
doesn't look it,
And | certainly expected to take
you in to supper After searching for
you everywhere found you, apparent
ly enjoying yourself, oblivious of all
else, with Tom Reynolds You may
not have taken that table behind the
palms to keep out of sight, but 1t look
ed as II you had And In neither case
did you have the grace to apologize
or even act upset You seemed to
think It wasn't anything to throw me
over without so much as a word be-
cause you wanted to fiirt with some
one else.
"UnderStand. I'm not Jealous OF Rey-
holds and Graham. It's ths principle
Of the thing that I'm ob5ecting to. |
What there IL In Reynolds to attract |
any one | can't for the life OF me see |
Ny feelings aren't hurt, either, but |
thought possibly-well. thought you
might have something to say to me II |
came around this evening Other
wise / shouldn't have come"
The pretty girl sighed But he was
implacable She looked as innocent
as a two-year-old child why, Os-
car" she began, I'm sure don't see
how you can act sol And you are
cross. You look as black as"
Wasn't that my dance you sat out |
with Graham?" the young man ce-
manded
The pretty girl nodded meekly.
Didn't you cut supper with me to
go in with Reynolds?" he persisted.
Il did have supper with him"
admitted the pretty girl.
We'll" numbered the stern young
man. Il am quite ready to have the
matter explained. 1t seems to me
that since | am engaged to you I
have few rights. You have treated
me abominably and can't stand every
thing! 1t isn't jealousy-it's Just sim
pie justice. | might have waited and
let you write and explain, but want
ed to make It as easy for you as
could, so came. And you've done
things just as bad before, too"
The pretty girl looked still more
grieved. you are not bit like your.
self, Oscar" she said. What | al |
ways admired most in you was your !
fairness and kindness. And II isn't
kind to scold me. You know can't |
bear to have any one angry with me. |
Do you know you are simply splen- |
did when you scowl that way? Only |
you scare me"
The young man tried to look indif- |
terent. Il don't want to Brighten you,
Laura" he said. magnanimously. but
you must know there are limits. And
you haven't explained yet"
you can't imagine" went on the
pretty hirl, hunting for her handker-
chief. how It hurts me to have you
think would slight you. You know
never see any one else when you are
around. When see you come into
a room I'm always proud to think you
belong to m-m-me-And now to have
you scold-"
NOW, now, little girl" said the
stern young man, pulling away the
handkerchief from her eyes. 81 would
MT be cross with you for worlds. and
you know II"
You've got me all upset." sobbed
the pretty girl.
Maybe am little rough" said
the young man, contritely. II am i'm
pulsive Forgive me. dearest. Don't
look so woe-begone Say you forgive
me-"