Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1914-09-24
both COLLEGE BRED
EBut His Fiancee's vaIedictory on
Microbes and Kissing Was
a Stumbling Block.
by FRANK X. MELooN.

20 sr-Dyrigbt. 1914. by Daily story Pub. co.,
Twenty times in the past two days
mad Hortense Heaton made up her
E1ind 10 definite action and 20 times,
NJ course, she had allowed her
s1n0ughts to vacillate backward to the
aud doubt, the old indecision. 1T is
so supremely ridiculous" she said to
herself softly And the complaint
seems so absurd and so difficult to
sU-m into words. | can't tell Robert
chat he doesn't love me enough. His
alteration is too evident in his eyes
&nr me to doubt it, but I'm not a mar
Die image, and ! don't want to be
.saIiOred as II we're an angel. | know
I'm not | know I'm just ordinary
flesh and blood, but Robert doesn't
zssem to think so. I've tried every
way ! can think Of to convince him.
sSG1 it's no USE"
Miss Hortense flung herself face
downward on the most tempting piece
81 furniture in the room, burying her
CIrsCfy nose in the very middle of a
pillow stuffed with fir balsam. She
DID not attempt to keep back the tears
which forced themselves to her ador-
able blue eyes or to choke down the
Eo6s Vhich convulsed a throat as
ssaiDty and fair as any models.
~Hhat would Robert say if he could
{. see me now?" she thought, a smile
IKE sunshine in the midst of summer
II ran flashing across her face. Just
because we're both college bred, he
thinks he must act differently than
other people. And he was so ready
IN believe my jest about the danger
~ microbes in kissing, that I've never
been kissed once since we became
engaged. He says hugging's a dem
.uDstration Of rudimentary affection,
and laughs at holding hands as
something peculiar to the lower
classes. Well, I'd just like to have a
ttls rudimentary effection, and if
somebody doesn't hold my hand pretty
soon, why, I'm just going summing
Having finished her cry. Miss Hor-
tense felt decidedly better. She sat
up and began TO fling soft pillows
INTO new positions with athletic vigor.
The ideal" she exclaimed sharply,
I don't see what makes Robert so
stif and prim. He's a good deal
lfke an old maid since he got those
hOrrid degrees of A. M. and Phi. d.
What good will they do him, anyway?
He's got the money to have a good
time without them; and If he hadn't 1t
now, he could share mine as soon as
we're married. / guess dad will give
me enough for both. AS it is, l can
-EruLhfully say I'd rather have been
born without a silver spoon in my
ETnouth, If all the silver spoon is go
ing 10 bring me is a man gone daft
against kissing and hugging and hold
Ing hands. Being engaged to man
like that is what our Mamie would
d caD the raw limit"
Her brain formed a mental picture
Of Robert Rouin, A. NJ, Phi. D., tall
and athletic figure, clad in perfect
fitting evening clothes, just as she had
last seen him. Severity sat Centaur-
like upon his Gibson-modeled face but
1T was the severity Of thought
Why" continued the girl indig-
nantly, cant he cast it off for few
minutes when he is with me? He
loves me; don't doubt that. But it
IS like the terrible admiration of Zeus
Il is as if a god were making love to
a mortal, half fearing to sully him
self by touching the inferior being
I'm sure Robert hasn't that feeling,
1It that's exactly what it's like"
Miss Hortense recalled the fact
TTfuf har ttpgatfcfactorv
Won his varsity letter on the foot
taDa1l eleven. She also summoned to
mind several stories of his athletic
-&SiIity which had not little infiu-
aenced her decision when she had to
make up her mind whether to say yes
IN no 10 the great question which
al5omes at least once TO every girl
Since his classmates had sepa-
rated and scattered to the four cor
mers Of the earth, Robert Rouin. A.
Il M. Pm. d., had been continually,
though unconsciously, demonstrating
tbs difference which existed between
himself and Robert Rouin. right tackle
OF the varsity eleven. 1t was, per
haps. accounted for by the fact that
his mind had turned to newer and
,w.ayer channels; that he was con
fronted by obstacles Of infinitely great
cer shificnlty and moment; and that,
being always set and obstinate and
perssveringly stubborn in his way he
was bound 10 surmOunt them.
Now, what shall | writer" Miss
Hortense asked herself, dipping
7pezrl,handled pen into the cut-glass
ink well at her right hand. She
poised the pen above the paper for
a moment undecidedly. Then she
laid II down carelessly, not noting
that she dropped II into a box OF