Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1911-03-25
A Winning
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by Harold Strong Latham
Scopyright, 1911, by Associated Literary
press.)


ting lights and shadows upon the
faces Of those who we're sitting be-
fore the shrine bordering upon ths
mysteries of the fire-and other
things.
In the late fall and winter Molly's
hearth was the favorite meeting
place of more than one couple, who,
though nothing had been said, were,
as the neighbors would say, "going
together" That nothing had been
said to Molly, the little circle Of
friends were certain, though Of late
they had noted and discussed Ralph
Osborne's persistent attention to her
and Molly's evident pleasure in it.
"Lets play rigmarole. It's jolly
fun" Molly suggested when she be-
gan to feel that though watching
wood burn was all very well for a
| time, her guests might like to do
something more exciting.
whats rigmarole?" big Tom
Carol, from next door, put in.
"It's a game" Molly replied alb
rent'v snd then caught herself alb
ruptly. "Of course you knew that.
How stupid! Let's see, there are six
of us, that's fnel Well, one of us
starts a story-makes it up, you
know-and when it gets to the most
exciting or mysterious part stops
and passes it on to the next one,
who must work out the situation as
! hest he can and lead mp to q new
one and pass that one. So it goes.
Do you all see ?"
eyes" came chorus Of replies.
! "PalDh ehall start" Molly went
lea, "an it, Oh ,ou sud you II |
lyju," il lics ing eanh of-,'ie separate
victims, "al fns ily core to me.
I lcn Ralph must finish. The be-
ginner always ends the tale" she
said.
Again there was silence, while
Ralph collected his thoughts.
well, here goes" he began, after
q time. "My story, like all stories,
begins with a 'once upon time
Once upon time there were a man
and a maid. His name was-vas
Peter, ard hers was-Sue. Now,
Peter loved Sue, but like the Peter
OF the nursery rhyme, he was afraid
he couldn't keep her. For Sue had
everything fine home, automo-
biles, carriages, maids-whereas
Peter had only pumpkin shell
Peter was not lazy, or shiftless, or
stupid, but he'd reached only the
pumpkin shell period.
Gone day Peter, who could really
stand it no longer, resolved that he
would place his offerings at Sue's
feet and learn his fate. He rang the
bell that evening at her door, was
admitted by the ceremonious butler
and finally ushered into the library,
where he found Mo-Sue. They sat
down before blazing log fire, much
like this one, and after they had
talked of this thing and that, Peter
told her ~ bic lovo ond orl-o1 H.
the one all-important question. But
unfortunately JUST 10 he finished
speaking, and before Sue could pos
sibly reply, her mother came into the
room and said"
'"There," Ralph declared. "I'm
finished. Go on" He looked eau
tiously up at Molly, but her head
was turned away. No one, not even
: he, had noticed the startled express
sion on her face or her alert atti-
tude.
"Sue's mother came in" the next
victim continued, "and said that
there was a man outside who insist
ed on seeing Peter at once. Peter
was very angry, but Of course he
I couldn't show it before the woman
whose daughter he hoped to marry.
Consequently he hurried ont ard
I found the owner of his pumpkin
:. she'll who told him that unless he
paid the rent that night he was go
Ing to dispossess him. Now Peter
sometimes had money, but this eve
ming he had none. So he got his
: hat md coat and went with the man
never saying a word to Sue, who, Of
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