The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1921-08-12
Kitty's Laundry
List
By JESSIE DOUGLAS
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NAAENt 9NhN IA AANE udy COAIU
She sat for a few minutes watchinl
the snowy landscape swim past he
and thinking with modification anc
anger of the weekend she had JUS
spent,
Helen Saunders had invited her pur
posely so that she could meet VIII
Farnsworth. She had heard the vir
tues of WIN, his unexcelled qualitie,
drummed into her ears, until she had
almost begun to hate him. But Helen
the inveterate matchmaker-now that
she was married, had somehow made
iier curious about him.
And at the last moment he had tele-
graphed that he couldn't come! Which
might have been forgiven except for
the fact that when they were out
s~now-shoeing Helen had seen a sleigh
nash past and had cried, Il do believe
that's VIII! OF all the"
He had never come near them and
Kitty knew it was on her account. He
was an old friend of the Saunders.
which left no reason for doubt why he
had been so careful to avoid them over
this weekend.
And yet I'm not so horrid. | don't
see why he needs to be afraid Kitty
thought, taking out her vanity case
and peering into the mlrrored face
with searching eyes.
Brown eyes. Brown hair that showed
chestnut tendrlls, a nose that was
saucy and a mouth that may have
been too wide for beauty, but was be-
witchlng when 1t showed the dlmples
at its corners.
Kitty pulled up her veil, opened her
bag and drew out a book. A love
story, Of course.
She lost herself in its pages, lost
herself so deeply that she scarcely
noticed when the train stopped. was
barely conscious when the conductor
came down the aisle, and she reluc-
family opened with one hand her purse,
while continuing to hold the book with
the other. She held out her ticket
and went on with her story.
Pretty soon It was taken from her
and she cuddled back into her corner,
until at Chapter VII, she found her
were filling with tears-she
couldn't go OF any more now.
She lifted her head then and saw
that someone was sitting In the seat
beside her. A man, Of course. Kitty
turned her face to the window, swal-
her tears as best she could,
and hoping the stranger would not
II only things would happen
The way they did In novelist
II think this is yours" the stranger
,aid at last.
Kitty turned quickly to look at him.
had nice gray eyes, slightly hol-
owed cheeks and an engaging smile
hat showed white. fine teeth.
why. yes" Kitty said, looking
iown at her laundry list in the young
hand. ut must have slipped
out OF my purse"
The young nan said quite graveIy:
You held 1t toward me such a long
lime that l thought l ought to take
Il don't understand Kitty said
iaughtlly.
Then she felt quickly in her bag and
iound that her ticket was still there.
The young man was smiling frank
y. Perhaps you thought 1t was your
You see, ! had my pass. SO
he conductor thought you were my"
How perfectly awful" Kitty eJacu.
ated.
Yes, know It would be awful, but
'ou can fix 1t up with the conductor
" giving him your ticket at the next
and freeing his mind forever
any doubts"
Kitty folded her laundry list into
tiny OblOng and put It carefully
away. The young man watched the
contour Of the cheek turned
rom him aud saw 1t flush into rose.
Il say he said suddenly, dropping
hat tone Of amusement. II know /
haven't any right to say II, but I
'ould see you were in trouble. Is
here anything ! could do to help your
know this isn't any way to intro
luce myself" He felt around in his
'ccket and drew out a card that bore
he name:
"WillIam ]. Farnsworth,
General Passenger AGENT
Kitty looked at II for a moment
Then the demon OF mischief leaped to
Ter brown eyes.
"You mean you say l was-crylngl"
he asked.
he nodded alphabetically. III
ouldn't help seeing. | hope you won't
hink I'm the sort that picks up girls
verywhere, Why, / run away from
emil But I'd feel grateful IL YOU
you'd let me be OF service"
Ute nice Of you" Kitty answered.
but the only thing you could DO
'ould be to tell me that the heroine
yes happily ever after" she patted
he red-covered book.
Crying over a storyw he ejacu.
tied. But that's ehsy enough" He
armed to the last page and began to
the final paragraph in a voice
hat vbrated pleasantly above thu
attic Of the train.
she held out her hand to him with
little glad crv or snrnrlse u,,.A,.