Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1911-02-09
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HER TRAIL
OFTROUBLE

the hostess.
wait a minutel" cried the young
woman visitor. lifting a warning hand
as she stopped short on the threshold
Of the living room. Il haven't come In
yet. please notice. Maybe You aren't
going to have a chance to be glad to
see me! How do know but that your
Joy proceeds from an idea that now
you have a sympathetic ear into which
to pour your woes? First tell me-has
the cook left or has anybody died or
did the dressmaker spoil your new
gown or has your husband eloped?"
Why, the ideal" protested the host
ess. "As IL Harry would do such
thing! And IL she fixes the back seam
the dress will be all right. What are
you laughing att"
This isn't a laugh. it's a flood OF
tears" explained the young woman WIS.,
itor I suppose | might just as well
come in and sit down. 1t probably
would be worse the next place | went
back seam doesn't sound so terribly
tragic after all. Do you know. l think
there must be something wrong with
the moon-they say 1t mixes up things.
never met such bunch OF calamities
before In all my lifs!"
Nothing has happened to me-" said
the hostess.
We'll, something WILL" the young
woman caller assured her, cneerfully.
'Pll wager the cook Is packing up to
leave this minute! Now, just for In
stance, consider the time / had getting
here to see you today.
! II really started yesterday after
noon, but while was dressing Milly
Metcalfs maid next door called me up
to say that Mrs. Metcalf had fallen
downstairs and would | please come?
So | went, in a dressing gown. with
part of my hair pinned up and the rest
flying. Milly said the reason she sent
for me was that she remembered my
saying an uncle of mine fell Off barn
when he was a boy and she thought I'd
know what to do. She said she hadn't
broken any bones that she could find,
but she felt queer, and In these days
nobody could tell what would happen!
80 | had to hold her hand for an
hour and put liniment on her forehead.
because she hadn't any cologne. Her
head didn't ache. but 1t seemed to me
that II there ever was time when 1t
should 1t is when you fall downstairs.
rubbed her forehead on general prin-
ciples and got out her prettiest hmo-
no and left her propped up on couch
NTH "a nd o
pale and interesting and ready to scare
her husband half to death when he got
home. Then l dashed back to com.
plete my toilet.
When had half my puffs pinned
on Grace Browngilt called. | hadn't
seen her for long time, so | went
down and she pulled out her handker-
chief the minute she saw me. 1t
seemed that she had Just left her hus
band and was suing for a divorce. and
naturally there were no other interest
ing subjects in the world | suppose
If you leave your husband that does
sort of occupy your mind to the ex-
clusIon of other things.
Il never did like Fred Browngil;,
anyhow, so | congratulated Grace on
her escape and let her tell me just
how impossible Fred was. had a.
pretty hard time of IT, for If | said
something slamming hei husband
Grace would bristle up resentfully and
If tried to excuse him she acted as if
were her bitter enemy instead of a
friend, so the conversation drove me
into a headache and ! couldn't come
over here after she left. Anyhow, we
were having company for dinner and
the cook spilled the soup at the last
minute all over the salad, which stood
ready on the kitchen table, so that
gave me enough to occupy me for the
rest of the day and evening.
II was going to the opera tonight
with Tom trimmer and this morning
he telephoned that the uncle who is
going to leave him a lot of money
some day had wired that he'd be in
town and to meet him for the evening,
so of course the opera engagement
was OFF We're all of us glad to help
Tom out with his uncle, because Tom
really needs the money.
Then Alice Gaylord. who had asked
ten of us to luncheon today, sent tele.
phone messages around at IL o'clock
saying her mothers aunt who lives
with them had Unexpectedly died OF
apoplexy at the breakfast table. Later
on felt that l simply must get out OF
doors and shake on the gloom which |
oppressed me. | ordered my electric |
brought around and the boy from the
garage ran into lamp post and
knocked all the varnish OF the ma.
chine. and on the way here saw
street car accident. so you can't won
der that I'm little bit upset."
"You poor dearl" said the hostess
Il should say you had been There's
the postmanI"
She came back reading n souyenir