The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, 1914-09-10
KITTY'S LUCKY DAY.
Rv cIAUD GERVASE.


waiting a full four minutes while
she deliberated over the hastily writ
ten note which he had brought her.
Considering the heat of the stuify
little hotel bedroom, the invitation
it contained was doubly alluring.
"Don't YOU want breath of coun'
air." it read. Il know where VT
can get lots of it and a good country
dinner, too. Please come, won't you !:
Yours most hopefully, Jimmie Du-
lin."
The bcllboy was moving about un-
easily. He had been standing al
least five minutes now. and it seemed
to him that the pretty young girl
with the very black hair and the very
blue eyes was slow of decision. Sud
denly, however, she spoke.
"You can tell Mr.. Dulin that III
be down in the hotel Office in a quar-
ter of an hour" she said, and then
she fairly showed the small messen-
ger out Of the room for fear that
she would change her mind.
For she couldn't help owning that
what she was about to do was a
rather unconventional thing, this go
ing for jaunt into the country with
a man to whom she had never been
formally introduced. And the fact
that she had been in vaudeville for
some four years and had never be-
fore dreamed of accepting an lnvl-
tation from travelling man she did
not know did not make it any the
easier.
She argued with herself all the
time that she was arranging her
hair and hat. 1t was different this
time. Jimmie Dulil had been "mak-
ing" the same tow with her for
over six months now. Again and
again she had seen him on. the
streets run across him in hotel Of
fees. In fact, she had even picked
him out in various audiences when
the theater was sufficiently empty to
allow of easy recognition of friends.
He was standing by the desk wait
ing for her and he held out III hand
in cordial greeting.
"I'm awfully glad that you'd
come," he said. 81 thought at lunch
con you looked as though a taste OF
the country would agree with you
nightly. But it took me some hours
TO get my nerve to the asking point"
Kitty laughed happily, and re-
turned his confidence promptly.
"Same here, Mr.. Dulln. 1t took
me some minutes to set my nerves
to the accepting point. But | was
so dreadfully lonesome that my
scruples just seemed to vanish away.
Jimmie Dulin nodded understand
inglv. 81 know how you feed, and
lonesomeness isn't any fun. The
queer part of it is that you don't
get over it with the years. How long
haye you been trouping it," he
asked.
l"About four years. | went into
the work because singing and dane
ing were the easiest things that |
did, and l have stayed in it because
they are the only things that | can
make any money at. Of course, It's.
worse some times than others. Often
l have friends playing on the same
bill with me, or, again, there are nice
people with whom l get acquainted.
For the last four weeks, though, it's
been just dreadful.
They talked on, one subject lead
ing naturally enough to another.
Jimmie Dulin seemed in a most cor
fdential frame of mind, and Kitty
was an absorbed listener.
"You know | am not going to
keep at this sort of wandering much
longer. At the end of this year Pm
through with it all, and it's the quiet
business life in some small town for
me-"
'What are YOU going to do?"
They had come TO a small cottage
now. 1t was all white and green and
stood back from the walk.
"Why, | am going to build some
such place as this and run retail
store in some such town as this" He