Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1912-03-07
The Argus Daily Story
Kitty-By Clarissa Mackie.
Copyrighted 1911. by Associated Literary Bureau.

SeFenadlng under MS WINDOW. he
whooped softly as happy thought
struck him. On his washstand was
an unopened package OF an especial
talcum powder that he used when shaw
ing himself. A quantity of this white
powder sitting down from nowhere IN
particular upon the upturned face OF
SNOWFALL would effectually put that fe-
line nuisance to rout.
AS Bob opened the half pound pack
age Of talcum powder he chuckled soft
~ to himself, not hearing footballs on
the carpeted hall nor the careful OPEN
ing of the rear basement door. His
own window was wide open, and he
thrust his head out, turned the pack
age upside down and shook the powder
out. Then he crumpled the pasteboard
container and tossed that down after 1t.
Snowbalrs cries ceased instantly, but
they were followed by feminine ex-
clamation of surprise.
Great Jove, If 1 haven't sprinkled
Miss Lanel What in thunder is she
doing down there, anyway
Thoroughly chagrined and penitent
at the outcome of his Joke upon the
white cat, Bob Folsom paused. uncer-
tain what to do. Miss Lane was an
elderly woman, and the sudden de-
scent of the powder must not only
have startled her. but might have
caused her suffering. Bob remember
ed what Mrs. Porter had said about
Miss Lanes asthma and he resolved
to make amends
IAE u
want"
IL beg your pardon, Miss Lane.
is 1t not?" he stammered.
"Yes, 1 am Miss Lane" Bob heard
a button click, and Instantly the half
was flooded with light.
He leaned weakly against the wall
and actually stared at the vision that
confronted him. If this was Miss
Lane who was the CLASSY eyed lady
who had peered at him over the BAN.
/ lister that very moruing1
She was beautiful She was young,
not more than twenty-three, with
| peach tinted complexion, green eyes,
/ dark eyebrows and-red hair! She
/ was the antithesis of his ideal in every
respect, and he should have turned
away from her with superb indiffer-
ence only he fell head over heels in
love with her at once-yes, red hair
and all. And the lovely waving red
hair was powdered thickly with white
talcum, and the peach tint of her COM
plexion was flecked with talcum, and
the dark blue silk Of her dressing
gown was fiecked with It, and even
the tip of her adorable nose. As for
SNOWFALL, clasped in the curve of her
soft arms, he was tossing powder with
every angry shake Of his head
OF course Bob Folsom had to apollo
giZe, and he did 1t hastily, stumbling
over his words as he watched for
some CLEAN of forgiveness in the
green eyes.
"Of course you didn't know" she
said when he had concluded, land of
course poor Snowfall doesn't like 1t a
bit. I'm glad that I went down after
him instead of Aunt Cleopatra. She
would really have minded the pow
der" She smiled sweetly at Bob as
she proceeded on her way. 81 wonder
If you would mind closing the door
: and putting out the lights. 1 heard
you coming downstairs, and I was so
frightened that did not stop to close
the door 1 felt that ! must find out
who it was"
"Your voice did not sound frightened.
and-well, really. I'm afraid I've been
awfully old maidish about that cat I
!, suppose you were anxious about
him he was saying when she inter
rupted him with q negative gesture of
her head that sent two long red braids
flying over her shoulders.
mo, indeed; I'm not bit anxious or
fond of Snowball-he is so cross and
scratchy. But Aunt Cleopatra adores
him, and that is why I've had to go
down and call him in every evening at
bedtime. 1 suppose you heard me-"
He blushed and nodded sheepishly.
81 thought 1t must be Miss Lane
your aunt, you know"
She cast an enigmatic smile over her
shoulder as she went up the stairs
the snow white cat Rugged close to her
,, bosom. When she had disappeared
Bob Folsom locked the door. snapped
.. out the light and tiptoed up to his
room. Before he returned to bed be
stood looking out into the moonlit
yard, his face soft with the wonder
and delight of one who sees beloved
dreams coming true.
1T is my dream girl all right. even
II her hair and eyes are not the color
l wanted. / wonder how could have
admired any other combination! Ev-
erything seems to go by contraries.
: It's Aunt Cleopatra instead of Jemima.
? Her name must be something very
beautiful and golden. wonder how
soon can find outy'
OF course Bob Folsom found out the
girls name long before he married her
md what do you think It WASP
Kitty! Ia.