Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1919-02-12

glory touched her. She was not old
She was not Grandmother Weber
She was Kitty Cable, the girl in the
white dress, the girl Gabriel loved and
marrledl
Her hand quivered as she drew the
comb through her hair. For years she
had worn 1t like silver crown. Now
she shaped its crinkling abundance in
the way granddaughter Bobby was fol-
lowing. People had always exclaimed
over the beauty Of her hair. It was
mono the less beautiful because Of its
touch Of snowl
She studied her wardrobe dlscon.
tentedly. There were house gowns.
pretty dressing sacks and a rich satin,
primly and elegantly correct and glar-
ingly new.
With chin we'll up and shoulders
squared She crossed to Bobby's ROOM
She aud Bobby were nearly of one
stature. She could borrow from the
childi Lying on the bed were gar
ments. soft and white, skirt and a
MILDLY, one Of those gay little blousas
with cOltar, belt ana lncing Of scar
, let. Ihegc were undGrgnc,n ats, too,
lacy aud tnconscQncnt. She shrugged
int" thH pretty thngsr daDhud powder
on hev nose and stuck rose in her
hair.
The person in the mirror smiled at
her most nudaciouSly. With light step
she went out on the rosc-shadcd YER
nnda and found It's easiest chair. The
street was quiet now. The crowd had
gone its way and the band was still
The canary swung in It's cage above
her, now and then venturing q long
Ing, calling note. From an alley came
the secretlve, jubilant snap Of fire.
cracker. Farther off sounded the hum
Of an approaching automobile.
AS tho car swung into sight and
came careening to the curb, Kitty Ca
BILE leaned out and waved her hand.
The handsome youth, grandson Ken
nerly, answering her salute, was the
pride Of her heart. He ran up the
veranda steps and Joined her.
"Did you miss the boat. Bobby?' he
called anxlously. "What are you do
ing here by your lonesome? Didn't
the crowd-well, for the sake of Mike
Grandmother His astonishment was
thrilling tribute.
"Hush. Ken!" she cried, her eyes
dancing with excitement. Don't give
ME away! Pm not your grandmother
today. I'm your fathers relative, Kit
ty Cable, come to visit you. Pm just
as lisht-headed and impossible as your
self. Don't 60 after the doctor. I'm
not insane! I've just-gone youngl"
There came n wistful trcmble to her
lips, pleading in the glance praying
his understanding. He did understand.
Swift feeling Of what 1t might be like
to stand ut the edge of the world done
with Joy, done with responsibility, fac
Ing the plunge into darkness, swept
over him. He dropped down beside
her gathering her into his young pro-
tecting arms.
"Dea7 Kitty CabIe!" he ]esed.
"They'd meter have left you behin6
with the canary had they thought
about 1t. Maybe your presence here is
not known? You arrived after the
boat left2 Sure Well, see here, Miss
Cable. I didn't intend to go to this
celebration but am experiencing q
change Of heart. Let me take you to
join the family. They'll be so sur
prised. There are oceans of time.
Let me take you out In the car! Are
you game. Dads Relatlve2"
Dads Relative considered. Habit
held up Mortified, warning finger but
the spirit Of independence day tossed
its head. Sho stood proudly erect.
I'm game, son Of your father" she
answered. IF can find Bobby's hat
and motor veil and pair Of gloves, I'll
co." L,
The litt!s lady of dreams hurried.
1t was but moment before she came