Butte record., 1855-11-03

bis profession, and when he did permit
himself to escape from lis library, it
was his Joy to be welcomed by her unri-
vailed smile and voice. She queenel it
in bis house, and held gay revels in the
large drawing-room while her father
poored over books in lis undisturbed Of
fee.
Matters were in this condition when
Mr. Bromley died, leaving a will by
which he gave lis entire property to his
three children older than Alice, cutting
of Mrs. Cameron and her daughter
Kate.
Mr.. Cameron had no care for the mo-
ney; a fourth Of the fortune would not
amount to a tithe Of that which he would
himself give to his daughter. But flaw
in the viii Of bis old foe would be a
grand discovery, and a capital revenge,
and he sought for it. and as he supposed,
found it.
The CONSERVATION, anger. fury Of the
Bromley family may be imagined when
it was announced that the father of Kate
Cameron, now just Of age, had COM
menced proceedings to set aside the win
Of her grandfather. The reputation OF
the lawyer did rot suffice to satisfy them
chat it was anything more than the en-
nifty Of the man that induced the pro-
ceeding, and they employed counsel 10
oppose.
One evening, not long after this, Nr.
Cameron came somewhat suddenly from
lis library, through his drawing-room,
and into a small parlor which was devo-
ted TO books of the lighter sort, and to
musical instruments. He was seeking
an authority which his library did not
furnish. lie found something be did not
expect.
Possibly the freedom Of life which he
had permitted to Lis daughter might
have authorised it; certainly it ought to
have excused it, though it was a strange
affair.
Kate was sitting in no eqniyocal posi-
don With a gentleman. His arm was
around her, her head on bis shoulder;
and she was in such a splendid flow of
spirits that it was not until her compan-
ion called her attention to him, that she
saw her father standing in the door with
a brow like a thunder-cloul
Young man, leave this house!7 vas
ihe first remark Of the father.
John, kebp your seat" was the firm
Of the daughter, as she rose and
MT her fathers eye with look that was
as firm as his.
War was declarcd-that was manifest.
The young man was John Bromley,
grandson Of the father Of Mrs. Cameron,
cousin Of Kate, and the first Of that fam
lily who had ever been seen in the house
Of the Camerons. lie now interposed,
with some confusion indeed, but politely:
Accident makes necessary, Nh. Cam
eron, what I had intended to defer until
a more auspicious time,when our present
hostile aspect might be somewhat changed
but doubtless
'Explanation is unnecessary. Sir. I
have requested You to leave the house;
obliga me BY sparing me the trouble Of
enforcing my request"
"stop minute John, I will 60 with
youi"
Mr. Cameron looked at his daughter
calmly, half smiling at the spirit which
he in fact admired
"And where do you propose to go3-
To Stephen Bromley's: 1 fancy you viii
not find 4 welcome there"
Il don't care where, father. I love
John Bromley, and 1 viii 60 with him
to the worlds end"
"And leave me, Kate"
There was a look Of pain mingled
with the sternness in her fathers face,
and It melted her. The next instant they
two were alone and she lay folded in her
fathers arms. But the charmed bond
that had held that father and daughter
together was injured We cannot pause
to relate how it was bruised more and
more, and finally broken. 1t was enough
that Kate vas determined to conquer her
father, and all the evidence he furnished
her that John Bromley was an aban-
doned character, unfit for her to love,
but served to convince her Of her fathers
injustice, and after a succession Of vio-
lent scenes, the end came, and she dis
appeared