Short Story.
At Last. By CARRIE A. WOLFE. Will Hite held a responsible position In the office of the Louisville and Hen derson Packet Company. One summer time when the days grew long and sul try he put a man in his place, and ac cepted the invitation of a friend to spend a couple of weeks with him at his country home in Kentucky. As he was expected, a carriage was waiting for him when he arrived in Shelbyville. A half-hour's ride over the " pike," and then the driver turned on into the country road, with its hills to climb, and descend, and its " branches" to ford. Another half-hour passed, and a sudden turn in the road brought the visitor a view of " Eolia," his friend's home. They passed through the great gates, and rolled on up the long avenue towards the house.
