Life — July 27, 1905 — page 11: what you’re looking at

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ee 9 -LIFE- 109 keynote of his nature, and concealing with difficulty the amusement in his tone, * Kitty, why do you run away with other men ?” She raised her strange, beautiful eye: delirium to his.“ It amuse: " indifference, And then, throwing her arms about him, she murmured adorable and poignant things. Lady Standmore, Rash’s mother, entered presently, to sce Rash sitting astride a chair, while Looney Kitty, her eyes alive with fun, bent above him like a mother-bird, and fed him arsenic pellets. “Dearest mother,” laughed Rash, starting up, and endeavoring to calm Lady Standmore’s agitation, ‘I won't enough to poison me.” Lad dmore dropped into a chair, and covered her eyes with her hand.‘ William,” she cried brokenly, padded cell is all that can save Kitty now!" glittering with she said with touching Carter LXIIL. Within the next few ye oped amazingly. rs Kitty’s eccentricities devel- m Rash had risen to great heights politically ; but he was sadly battered and bruised. His. wife's childishly gay and inconsequent pranks were fre- quently destructive to life and limb. Recently, she had playfully thrust out one eye with : diamond-studded hatpin ; but when he pressed her ex- quisite figure to his heart, and saw her fair, little head lying upon his shoulder, he forgot all save the madness he so loved. Yet, in spite of his bribes and prayers, Kitty would yo off again with Geoffrey Whiff. Whiff was anxious to stir up a revolution somewhere, and knowing Kitty’s powers as a high explosive, he was determined to take her with him, She was worth many tons of dynamite to the cause. He took no pains to flatter her, or conceal his pur- pose in desiring her ; but he convinced her that in desert- ing Rash, she still held the justifying cards in her hand —Madness, and the courage to go where Madness leads. Cuaprer XCIX, few years of peace, and then the n came to him. “Looney Kitty wishes to return,” id gently. Rash shuddered. ‘I have only one eye, my ear is gone too,” he replied with a sad and charming courtesy. “If she comes back, I shall never be able to do England the services I might. And, then, she wrote a book—now, when every one writes books! I thought her divinely, deliriously mad, when she was only commonplace. I could forgive all but that.” William Rash had De: he Cuapter CXX. Kitty and Rash met again. It was startlingly, strangely like the last act from Camille. She prattled to him with her old, sweet madness, and he at last forgave her the hidcous conventionality of a book. She was again his Kitty, splendidly, exotically insane ; and Rash gathered her to his breast. With a little, low laugh, and a movement of exquisite DAGEMENTS THIS SUMMER ? NEW ONE EACH MONTH. yrace, she raised herself slightly in his arms, and poked out his remaining Then, with a fond, inarticulate ‘ate head with its sunny curls lay inertly murmur, her del upon his heart It was the end. Mrs, Wilson Woodrc Finesse. ‘T was a wretchedly hot day, everything was going wrong, and the man, who was by nature fractious, flew at last into a great passion because his horse could not pull the load, However, he did not forget where he was, namely, well within the purlieus of our highest civilization. “If I beat my horse,” he reflected, ‘‘these stylish women who are passing will cry out and have me arrested. But if I dock his tail, it will cause him quite as much pain in the long run, and thus afford me the same satisfaction, while the women cannot consistently say a word, because every mother's daughter of them has had her horse’s tail docked."” This fable teaches that it is easy enough to do business in a great city, after all, with a little finesse. Had To. % I Ss] Bilkins eloped with his cook.” “What did he do that for?” “No way out of it. She was the best cook they ever had and she gave notice comicbooks.com