Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1912-09-26
Why CONNIE STONE
CHANGED HER MIND
Chance Remarks Heard in Q
Bride Path Unite Two
Loving Hearts.
BY cLARIssA MAcKlE.

the Woli-mdCdudiuintu hibhWoy "nN
Afforded leafy, shaded way for sew
eral miles before 1t took a sudden. un
expected turn and wandered of
through the deep woods to the river
and the bridge.
Connie Stone rode dreamily alone
the bride path, her brown eyes fixed
on the green perspective ahead. From
the highway came the sound of swift
ly flying moter cars and the rumble of
carriage wheels to the accompaniment
Of horses hoofs.
at would be lovely II It were not
for the noises from the road" sighed
| Connie at last. She ficked Brown
Ben lightly so that they would reach
the turn in the path and ride toward
the river.
"Ah, / wish something might hap
pen-something perfectly lovelyl" she
sighed again. my life is so cut and
dried-plenty Of money and even my
future husband selected for mel II
Uncle Remus had only spared me that.
The very fact that am bound to mar
ry Phil Barring has prejudiced me
against him 1 can't bear him wish
he would go away"
This unhappy victim Of match-mak-
ing parents and a worldly old uncle
and guardian sulked openly as she
rode along, for now her grievance
against the world in general, and Phil
Barring in particular, quite overpow-
cred her delight in the fresh morning
air.
A saddle girth had slipped and Con-
ME alighted and bent to tighten II.
AS she did so, standing there In the
green-brown woods only a stones
throw from the highway, she heard
motor car jar to a sandstill close at
hand and two feminine voices engag-
ed in conversation.
- and we all think II was per
fectly -horrid of old Remus Barrie to
agree with the girls parents that
when Phil was twenty-five he should
marry the girl. No, I've never seen
her, but you may take 1t for granted
that she's a fright, Adele! If she
were not her parents wouldn't have
been to such pains to marry her of"
"And so Phil isn't quite happy over
it?" asked a lazily amused voice.
''Wretched! Why-you know, my
dear, it's no secret that he's breaking
his heart over little me-and there's
that fright of an heiress standing like
a mountainous wall of money bags be-
tween us. OF course, Phil couldn't
marry me without some of his faith
er's fortune-and there you are"
Poor Elizabeth" derided the voice
Of Adele. eff you only knew Phil Bar
ing was free to marry, you wouldn't
care two pins for him!"
"Adele!"
"And so he has poured out his
troubles to you?"
mo. He isn't that sort, and you
know it, Adele. Only he looks mis-
cradle, and understand the reason"
The motor suddenly started nois-
lily and drew away from the spot |
where Connie Stone stood, Grim
soned, palpitating eavesdropper. With
a swift movement she pulled out a i
gold vanity case and scanned her re
Election in the little mirror.
She saw a blushing face framed in
a mist of Jet black hair, brown eyes
with golden specks in them, a perfect
nose and mouth and white chin with |
a deep dimple.
IF she calls me a fright, wonder
what she looks likel" exclaimed the /
indignant Miss Stone, and she mount
ed Brown Ben and flashed down the
bride path.
AS she rode along the leafstrewn |
way she thought of her first meeting
with Phil Barring. He had returned
from long residence abroad and al
though he was a very grave, good |
looking young man without much to |
say for himself, Connie had mistaken
his silence for awkwardness and she
was angry with him from the begin.
ming.
When he did try to be agreeable
and displayed some admiration for
this cousin who was to be his bride
Connie became contrary and erratic
in her moods. Somehow she felt that
A'S AuiHiidliOu was Injected. he was
trying to play his part
And all the time he was in love
with a horrid creature named Eliza
beth, who shrieked when she talked
Connie could have spared herself
any qualms-he was not in love with
her. He was miserable at the idea OF
this foreordained marriage. He was
unhappy.
Il hate him!" cried Connie as she
few around the sharp bend away from
the high road and into the stiffness OF
the thick woods.
Here the trees grew gnarIed and un.
shapely. bending down from the high.
messy banks on both sides to form
arches overhead A scarlet tanaser
flashed across the road and made a
spot Of gorgeous color against
brown tree trunk
A hermit thrush sang from some
hidden covert and thrill Of unearth
ly happiness was I'm hia tandar notas