The Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 191?-19??, 1919-09-06

cordial smile on her face to the very
last; and now, as he looked back
emphasized her friendly unconcern By
waving her small hand to him cheer
lily, though perhaps with the slightest
hint of preoccupation, rs IL she hGG
bSgun 10 think of the erraua t4;u
brought her down town.
Lucy remained where she was until
he was out of sight. Then she wen;
slowly into the drug store which hal
struck George as a possible source o.
stimulant for himself.
please let me have few drops Q
aromatic spirits of ammonia in CID
OF water she said, with the utlc
aomposure.
dyqs, ma'am" said the impressi
able clerk, who had been looking at
ar through the display window as She
stood on the corner.
But moment later, as he turned
from the shelves Of glass jars against
The WALL with the potion she had ask
ed for in his hand, he uttered an ex'
clamation: "For g0shes' sake, Miss"
And, describing this adventure to his
fellow boarders, that evening, "Gagged
pIetty near to the counter, she was
he said CT 1 hadn't been bright
qu'ck, Notwithstanding young fellp
she'd "a humrniXed plum / was
watchin' her out the window-talEin'
to some young s'iety fella, and she
was all right then. She was all right
when she came in the store, too. Yes,
sir; the prettiest girl that ever walk
ed in our place and TOOL, one good look
at me. 1 reckon it must be the truth
what some you town ways say about
my face e.
At. that hour the heroine of the
susceptible clerks romQnce was en-
gagged in Frightening the rosy. li1tle
coal FIRE under The white mantelpiece
>in her pretty white and blue bondolr,
Four photographs all framed in decor.
Gus plain silver went to the anthra-
CITES fierce Observation-Disclosures and
all-0nd three ,packets.Of. letters and
mdtes''ir a Charming Ftorentine treas
ure. box OF painted wood nor;was the
box, any more than the silver frames,
spared this rouslng finish. Thrown
heartily upon live coal, the fine wood
sparkled forth in stars, tflen burst in
10 an. alarming blaze Which scorched
the white mante!piece, but Lucy stood
ana looked on without moving.
1t was not Eugene who told her
what had happened at Isa5el's door.
When she got home, she found Fanny
Minafer waiting for her1ga secret eX-
cursion of Fanny's for the purpose, pre-
sumably, of ''letting out" again; be-
cause that was what she did. She told
Lucy everything Except her own la
mentable part in the production of the
recent miseries) and concluded with
tribute to George; 1.-THE worst of il
is, he. thinks he's been such hero,
and Isabel does, too. and that makes
him more than twice us awful. It's
been the same all his tee; everything
he did was noble and perfect. He had
domineering nature to begin with,
and she let it go on, and fostered it
till it absolutely ruled her. l never
saw a palmer case of persons fault
making them pay for having it, She
goes about, overseeing the packing
and praislng George and pretending to
be perfectly cheerful about what he's
done. She pretends he did such a fine
thing-so manly and protective-go-
ing to Mrs Johnson. And so heroic
doing what his principles made him
even though be knew what it would
cost him with you And all the while
almost killing her-what he said
t. your fatherl She's always beer
lofty enough, so to speak, and had the
greatest idea of the Ambersons being
superior to the rest of the world, and
all that but rudeness. or anything like