Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1853-08-18
KATE YALE,s MARRIAGE.


sessing these three qualifications:
First, a fortune:
'sSecond, good looks:
."And thirdly, common sense.
81 mention the fortune first, because
1 think it the most needful and desirable
qualification of the three. Although
never could think of marrying a fool,
or a man whose ugliness | should be
ashamed of, still think to talk sense
for the one, and shine for the other
with plenty of money, would be prefera-
bic to living obscure with handsome,
intelligent man-to whom economy
might be necessary"
| do not know how much of this SEN
timent came from Kate's heart. She
undoubtedly indulged lofty ideas of sta
ton and style-for her education in the
duties and aims of life, had been def
cient or rather erroneous; but that she
was capable of deeper, better feelings,
none ever doubted who have ever OBJ
tanned even a partial glimpse of her true
woman's nature.
And the time arrived when Kate was
to take that all important step of which
she had often spoken SO lightly-when
she was to demonstrate to her friends
how much of her heart was in the words
we have quoted.
At the enchanting age of eighteen,
she had many suitors; but as she never
gave a serious thought to more than
two, we will follow her example, and
discarding all except those favored
ones, consider their relative claims.
If this was any other than a true
story, should certainly use an artists
privilege, and aim to produce an effect
by making a strong contrast between
the two favored individuals. If l
could have my own way, one should be
poor genius, and something of hero,
the other wealthy fool and somewhat
of a knave.
But the truth is
One poor genius was not much of a
genius-nor very poor, either. He was
by profession teacher of music, and
he could live very comfortably in exer-
else thereof-without the most distant
hope, however, of ever attaining to
wealth.-Moreover, Francis Minot pos
sessed excellent qualities, which entitled
him to be called by elderly people "ine
character, by his companions ''noble
fellow" and by the ladies generally, a
"darling."
Kate could not help loving Mr..
Frank, and he knew it. He was certain
she preferred his society even to that of
Mr.. Wellington, whom alone he saw fit
to honor with the appellation of rival.
This Mr.. Wellington, his compan-
ions called him "Duke, F" was no idiot
or humpback, as could have wished
him to be, in order to make a good
story. On the contrary, he was man
of sense, education, good looks and fine
manners, and there was nothing of the
knaye about him as / could ever ascer-
tain.
Besides this, his income was sufficient
to enable him to live superbly. Also,
he was considered two or three degrees
handsomer than Mr.. F. Minot.
Therefore, the only thing on which
Frank had to depend was the power he
possessed over Kate's sympathies and
affections. The Duke" - although
Just the man for her in every other
sense, being blessed with a fortune,
good looks, and common sense-had
never been able to draw these out, and
the amiable, conceited Mr.. Frank was
not willing to believe that she would
suffer mere worldly considerations to
control the aspirations of her heart.
However, one day when he pressed
her to decide his fate, she said to him
with sigh:
"0h, Frank! l am sorry we have
ever metl
"Sorry?"
eyes; for we must part now" ]"
"Partp' repeated Frank, turning
pale. 1t was evident he had not ex-
lpected this.
"Yes-yes," said Kate, casting down
her head with another piteous sigh.
Frank sat by her side; he placed his
arm around her waist, without needing
her feeble resistance; he lowered his
voice, talked to her until she-proud
Kate-wept bitterly.
"Katie," said he then with burst Of
passion. 81 know you love me! but
you are proud, ambitious, selishl Now
if you would have me leave you, say
the word, and go!'
"Gop' murmered Kate, feebly-
'go!"
"You have decided" whispered
Frank.
"I have"
"Then, love, FAREWELL"
He took her hand, gazed moment
tenderly and sorrowfully upon her beau
;: tiful fearful face, then clasped her to his
bosom.
She permitted the embrace. She
even gave way to the impulse, and
twined her arms around his neck; but
1 in a moment her resolution came to hel
aid, and she pushed him from her with q
sigh.
.sShall l go?' he articulated.
A feeble yes fell from her quivering
! llips-and an instant later, she was lying
on the sofa, sebbing and weeping
alonel
i To tear the tenacious root of love ou
tIa- h