Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1916-09-07

lOoheu HI you lllul WHY, L uluI mean
to be disrespectful. l can't help my
| my-feelings toward you-but never
| again will l show them"
"Mr. O'Connel" said Kitty slowly,
sit was just a year ago that father
called me into the library to meet
you.'
"Tll never forget It," said Sandy
reverently.
"Do you remember-fathcr said,
kitty this young fellow has sust done
big thing for me; he's proved to be
a friend of mine, so he's your friend
always-shake hands with him."
"But you didn't; you backed away
from me frightened to pieces,' inter
rupted Sandy.
II was just home from school, and
lacked social experience"
81 startled you-no wonder" laugh
ed Sandy-"checked suit, red tie, pat
ent shoes with tan uppers, hat on,
cigar in my mouth, tough swagger
Gee, was fit thing to meet lady!"
Kitty looked musingly at his plain
dark suit of clothes. His big daN ond
ring and stud alone proclaimed him an
outsider.
"Were you born on the East Side,
Mr. O'Connel?'
"They say not-but | was brought
UP there by a drunk named O'Connel
My folks was hot spots once, so O'Con
mel says, but they died before / re-
member"
"What was the big thing you did
for my father?" Kitty asked suddenly
'Why, nothing worth mentioning"
replied the political heeler quickly.
Before this his handsome face with
It's full lips and steely blue eyes had
been but mirror for his passing emo.
tions; now no mask could have been
more expressionless.
"Mr. O'Connel," Kitty went on In
low, tense tone, that night after
father introduced us, he put me on a
boat and sent me back to Paris-yet
pd only recently returned and had just
made my debut. For weeks Mrs. Van
derpool fitted me from place to place,
end l saw no Americans.
"Then after a few months, we
came home. Everyone has taken me
up, so I know that nothing serious
happened. But l must know what it
was all about. 1t would hurt to ask
for such information from strangers.
There's nothing to ask about"
Sandy lied glibly.
"Then why" demanded Kitty, her
eyes blazing, did the newspapers ac-
cuse father of murder?"
'They didn't said Sandy evenly.
IL brought an extra on the dock that
night, while father and Mrs. Wander
pool were busy-but I only had a
chance to read the headlines. Please
tell nae about it, Mr.. O'Connel-you
know how love father. and my heart
is just breaking from worry"
Kitty's eyes filled with tears. She
leaned toward the boy, and her hand
touched his appealingly.
His ether hand closed over hers
sympathy made them brother AID sis
ter.
1.-THE Boss" said Sandy without
wavering. was accused of shooting
Sheep Laughlin. political rival, In
the back room of a saloon. When I
heard the frameup, I went straight to
the police court with witnesss and
proved that at the time of the shost-
ing your dad was talking to me block
away from the murder"
Then father was saved through
you?' asked Kitty quickly. I'm glad
now began liking you before knew
this"
Gust you forget it all-nothing but
dirty politics." assured Sandy.
The relief from the months of worry
suddenly made the girl feel inert;
she sort of swayed on the piano bench.
Sandy O'Copnel's arm was about
her; for a moment her head rested
against his shoulder-then she looked
up at him.
Suddenly they were man and we,
Elan.
Kitty's hand caught at the pink
tulle of her gown, just over her heart,
and she drew from him, frightened.
Good night" she said seftly.
Good night.'' the man answered
reverently. He caught the end of her
scarf and held his cheek against 1t.
Then Kitty was gone and he knew
that she loved him.
Hey there, Kitty" sounded y
rough, good natured voice in the hall.
You come kiss your old daddy"
It was Jim Bradley calling. Sandy
crossed to the doorway. He saw Jim
with his arms around his daughter. A
look of ineffable love gave his big,
red, coarse face a sort of refinement
1t was the only link that connected
these two opposite types of civiliza.
| tion.
Here, young fellow" Jim cried to
his aid, mo spying. Say, if you've
ever looked on anything more worth
loving than this imp" Jim pinchea
Kitty's ear, "why you're already fit
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