Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1913-03-27
He WAS HARD HIT.
What Fred Hackett Didn't Know
About Leghorn Chickens
Worked Wonders.
81 CLARA lNEz DEACON.

within a year,"
'Tf it's as serious as that ought to
telephone to the doctor at once. Have
you any choice of insane asylums?"
Fred Hackett had motored down to
his brothers 'gentleman's estate" fos
brief visit, and was talking with his
sister-in-law. Fred Hackett was al
ways falling in love. Sometimes the
fit lasted "a hours, and on two or three
occasions it had gone to SO. He took
himself for a very serious young man,
and it hurt his feelings that no one
else did
Say, back here about two miles is
a fine house and farm" he said to the
sister-in-law."
"Yes?"
House stands on hill"
ut does"
"Staving-lool1ing girl lives in the
house that stands on a hill"
Just So"
Shaving looking girl is to be seen
feeding Leghorn chickens"
Eyes. sometimes"
And I've fallen in love with that
girl and am going to marry her"
Forget it,"
Never. tell you I'm hard hit. You
know her. do your"
"Why. know of her. Her father is
an insurance man named Franklin.
| Her name is Irene. Her mother is an
invalid Yes, there are Leghorn chick
ems. That's her fad. That's all"
"But it can't be, sister"
We'll Miss Irene has never called
on me. They say she makes no calls.
She is a very nice girl, from what |
hear. She has a higher education
and sings and plays. Won't that suf-
| fice?"
But why hasn't she married?" per
sisted Fred.
There may be half dozen reasons.
She has had plenty of beaux but they
have come and gone"
II see. She has had an intuition
that her ideal would come along some
| day. and here he is. Good girl to wait
for mel"
And she'll be waiting ten years
hence!" laughed the sister-in-law.
mot quite a fully day. o, false
prophecies! AS soon as l call there
tomorrow she'll have a feeling that
I'm the man. Egad, but isn't it lucky
that made this trip! felt it in my
bones when started out that l was
going to meet the girl who'd change
my whole life over"
With that the subject was dropped
The sisterin-law regarded 1t as one OF
Fred's impulses, and he had some
planning to do and went out for a
walk. He had a plan all perfected in
an hour. but nothing was heard Of IT
until the next morning when he had
ordered his auto around.
Whittier goeth thou, Fred?" asked
the sister-in-law.
ITO make the acquaintance of my
future BRIDE"
You don't mean you are going to
Franklin's!"
That's what mean. may not be
invited into the parlor, but l shall see
Miss Irene"
But how? What excuse will you
maker"
"Leghorn chickens. my dear. Best
excuse In the world. Without the Leg
hons l should be in doubt. With them
/ am a sure winner"
"But-but-"
Tell you all about It when I get
back. Delays are dangerous in cases
of love. Some other guy may get to
| the Leghorns first"
Luck may or may not occasionally
| help out man of cheek, but she's a
sure friend of a man of nerve. She
had Fred Hackett roll up to the Frank
lin house just as Miss Irene came out
to feed her cherished Leghorns a late
breakfast He descended from his
auto and entered the grounds and ap-
preached her. cap in hand;
Somebody to see father" she
unused
''Or a book agent"
"Or a windmill man."
mo, he's a-a-"
Excuse me. madam, but saw
| your Leghorns and just had to stop
for a moment. They appear to me to
be the true breed"
"Oh, they are" she found herself
replying as she received his card and
held it without looking at the name.
did you import them?-
mo, but got them from a person
who did"
Il hope he's reliable | bought my
flock right in Leghorn, so as TO be sure
of the breed. It's shameful how some
of these alleged faDciers have i'm
posed on the unwary"
But l don't think have been
| swindled."
Il sincerely trust not" said Fred
with a shake OF the head to signify
that he had his doubts
But half a dozen people have told
me that they were the true Leghorns. :"
"Yes, they look TO me-"
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