Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1914-01-17
A QUESTION OF CASTE
by BELLE MANDATES.

ana Cleo Rivers, should not have pur
sued their friendship openly and free
ly, but they had met in most uncon
ventional way, and there seemed to b,
a tacit, though unspoken, agreement
between them that their meetingi
should be clandestine.
Cleo was naturally interested and
excited when she found the house
next to theirs, which had been vacant
! for so long, had been sold and was
to be occupied.
Her first surreptitious inspection OF
one member of the new family was
from a window overlooking their back
yard.
Johns, tall and straight, was critic.
ally examining and testing a stupen.
dous touring car
Cleo's heart beat pleasurably. She
was a born coquette, and presently,
attired in the most delectable Of
white-embroidered linen gowns, white
shoes and chiffon hat, she sauntered
into the back garden and began pick
ing some flowers. Eventually she
gave a sidelong glance. Cleo was not
conventional.
Won't you have a rose?" she asked.
| With eager haste and thanks he
crossed the boundary line to the two
gardens.
Il think we should be neighborly,"
she said, with little laugh.
| Il quite agree with you" he replied,
decorously, "and since there is no one
present to introduce me, l will do my
self the honor of presenting myself
Carter Johns"
My name is Cleo Rivers" she said,
with naivete. did you Just move in
last night? We heard the place had
been sold"
I'VE are only partly moved" he
said, smiling. 81 was anxious to see
if my new car came through safely.
think it is in good shape. Do you
like to rider
Indeed / dol" she cried, enthusiast
tically.
He couldn't tell afterwards how it
really happened, or which one of them
first made the suggestion, but, any
way, he had an engagement to take
her out in the automobile that night.
He was afraid she would think him
presumptuous, but she had seemed
pleased and blushed as she told him
she would have to meet him at the
stable-that they" would never con-
sent.
She looked very elegant in her dark
attire, as she met him that night back
of the stable.
They quickly sped away from the
crowded streets, and when they came
to a road that was free, Carter 'let
her out" in a way that vas intoxicat-
ing to Cleo.
He is simply grand!" she thought
with a little thrill of recollection
when she was safely back in her own |
room.
The next afternoon as she was walk |
ing through the park, he passed her in
his bluish-white car. She bowed. and |
he lifted his hat courteously and
passed on. Before he had gone very
far his car stopped, and he got out to
investigate the cause. She came on
and up to him.
Something wrong?" she asked.
shyly.
Not much out of gear. 1 will ad.
just it in a moment. May l take you
homer"
Certainly" she replied, joyously.
Cant we ride out into the coun-
try?" he asked, entreatingly.
She assented and they rode on out
into the open country, where speed
limit laws were not enforced They |
came home more slowly and senti
And Cleo in her little white bed that
night lay awake to live over and over
again the joys of this beautiful ana
5ecreted time.
They met chance-directed in many
places, and the evening fights in the
big car were uninterrupted until fate
in the shape of settled rain preclud- Z
ed the carrying out of the usual pro-
gram.
There Is little summer house in {
our garden" he said, wistfully, as she
came to the rear Of the stable that
light to tell him how disappointed she q
vas. Cant we have a little visit I
here?"
In the coy little arbored house,
listening to the soft music of the sum.
ner rain, Carters feelings reached a
climax.
"Cleo!" he murmured, 81 love you!"
But she had slipped from him and
'ped across the lawn.
She spent the night crying over the
nditing OF letter which she handed
o him over the hedge the next morn
ng. IN
Il shouldn't have let you say that II
asst night. It's all a mistake. The
irst time met you / guessed what II