Licking Valley courier. [volume] (West Liberty, Ky.) 19??-current, 1913-09-18

"Try him, lover, and maybe he will
will learn to- couldn't help the
tears that came to stop my words.
Now, you see, Molly, how you'd cry
with that kiss spot gone" he said,
with an amused, manly, little tender
ness in his voice that had never
heard before, and he cuddled his lips
against mine in almost the only volun-
tary kiss he had given me since had
got him into his ridiculous little trous-
ers n1der bis blouses. You can have
most hundred kisses every night IL
you don't say no more about not ago
ing and fix that whale hook for me
quick" he coaxed against my cheek
Oh. little lover, little lover; you didn't
know what you were saying with your
baby wisdom and your rust grimy lit
tie paddle burned the sleep place on
my breast like terrible white heat
from which | was powerless to de-
fend myself. You are mine, you are,
you are! You are soul Of my soul and
heart of my heart and spirit of my
spirit and-and you ought to have been
flesh of my flesh.
don't know how managed to an
swer Mrs. Johnson's call from my
front gate, but sometimes think that
women have torture proof clause in
their constitutions.
She and Aunt Bette had just come
up the street from Aunt Bettie's house,
and the Pollard cook was following
them with a large basket in which
were packed the things Aunt Bette
was contributing TO the entertainment
of the distinguished citizen, Mr. John
son is Alfred's nearest knsman in
Hlllsboro, and, Of course, he is to be
their guest while he is in town.
Hell be feeding his eyes on Molly,
so he'll not even know he's eating my
Washington almond pudding with
Thomas old port in It," teased Aunt
Eettie, with laugh, ms went across
Ihe street with them.
"There's going to he n regular cpl
demic of love in Hillsboro, do be-
licye," she continued in her usual
strain of sentimental speculation. Il
cav Mr.. Graves talking TO Dcl.a
Halves In front of the store an hour
ago as came out from looking at the
blue chlntz TO match Pet for the west
wing. and they were both so absorbed
they didn't even see me. That was
what might have been called cOnila-
grafton dinner you gave the other
night, Molly, in more ways than one.
j wish a spark had set or Benton
Wade and Henrietta too. Maybe ii
did, but is just taking lire slowly"
| think it would be n good thing just
to let Aunt Bette blindfold every UNI
married person IN this town and mar
ry Them 10 the 6rst person they touch
hands with II would be fun for her
and then We could have peace ana ap.
parently as much happiness us we are
going TO have anyway. Mrs. Johnson
seemed 10 he in somewhat the same
state Of mind as found myself
"Humph," she said as we went up
the front steps. "l'll be glad when you
are married ana settled, Molly Carter,
so the rest of this town can quiet down
into peace once more and | sincerely
hope every woman under fifty In Hills.
boro who Is already married will stay
in that state until she reaches that
age. But do believe IL the law march
ed widows from grave number one to
altar number two they would get into
trouble and fuss along the road. But
come on in, both Of you, and help me
get this marriage feast ready, IL must
The day is going by on creased wheels
and | can't let Mr.. Johnson's crotchets
be neglected, Al Bennett or no A
Bennettw
And from then on for hours and
hours | was strapped TO torture
wheel that turned ana turned. minute
after minute. ms II ground spice and