The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1865-07-12

years before, and it was only hearing a
friend speak of Mr.. Myers whom she
met in San Francisco, merchant. very
wealthy and very intellectual, highly re-
spected there, whose name was Horace.
He was married, she said, with four or
five children-perhaps, after all, it was
some one else," and the little pale invalid
smiled as she saw Kate's interest
They were very unlike in looks this
loving mother and child. Mrs. Evrett
was delicate blonde, with slender, fagile
figure, blue eyes, and fair curls; while
her daughter was tall, with full, we'll
developed figure, large hazel eyes, and
dark chestnut hair. She had inherited
from her father well-cut features, and
firm, though beautiful mouth, and with
her fair, noble brew, stately manners and
dignifed carriage, she was very unlike
her gentle, timid mother. Yet her re-
spect and love for the pale invalid were
true and earnest, their two lives bound
up together by lasting tender ties.
Six months later look again at Kate
Everett's life. She is seated in luxuri
ously furnished parlor, and in her arms
rests pale, golden haired child, whose
stunted figure, crooked by disease, is
crowned by an angels face.
"That is the last lesson for to-day !"
said the child, as, leaving the piano stool,
she climbed into Kates lap. Now tell
me a story.
''Not now Go to Mary and be dress
ed for ride. l want word with Miss
Everett"
1t was the voice Oracle loved to obey,
her fathers, so she went quietly, leaving
Kate alone with her employer. Suppos-
| log he wanted some alteration made in
the course of study, or some change of
exercise for Grace, she waited for him to
cross the room, take chair beside her
and speak. But after seating himself the
silence was so long, that she looked up
inquiringly to meet pair of soft, dark
eyes resting on her face with loving in
| terest.
"Kate Everett, will you be my wife p
Ifhe had drawn pistol and fred it in her
face, she could scarcely have been more
astonished. His wife This cold, grave
man, who had remained the silent spectat
tor of Gracie's every day studies, rarely
speaking OF smiling. His wife
"You are surprised, he said, gently
"and | will WOO you not for myself, but
| Oracle. l have lost four children, Miss
Everett, and this is the only treasure
have left. She is so lonely when you are
gone, she loves you so tenderly, and L
| will be the kindest, truest husband i
you will come to me for my little girl'l
j sake. You have mother, too, who il
i i'll, and, l hear, poor, l will be tru,
son to her, trust me. Iwait your answer
Kate"
"Mr. Myers, am So surprised, con
fused-I-let me think moment. lol
have been very kind-but-'
:. "But | am an old man for such fresh
young heart as yours to love Yet
! will try to make you happy. You low
e no one else, katie?''
mo. respect and esteem you, MI
Myers, perhaps may learn to love you
:, Give me time.
: May l come tonight to see you
mother ~
!, Suddenly, like fash, Kate's fac
: lighted. He had been opening and shut
ting book that lay on the table besid
: him, and she had looked for the first tim
: inside of it, He had been to her befor
! the grave Mr. Myers, in the care of who's
child her whole attention had been al
: sorbed. now he stood before her in ne
light.
i Yes, come; come tonight" !" she sal,
> rising.
: IL will not fail. In the meantin
. speak to your mother.
Speak to her mother Kate few ov,
: her we'll known road with, quick, liga
:, steps, and her face full of bright ligh
70 Some happiness too great for speech file
- ~ her mind, for her greeting to her moth
- was only fervent warm kiss.
y "You must be dressed for company
y night, mother" she said, as, late in tt
= - afternoon, she laid aside her sewiu
- Mr.. Myers is coming to call upon yo
- l shall fish up the blue silk l used
-, like so much from its cosy bed in yo
he trunk, and curl your hair as l used to
nd when we went out together
IS "And you? What will you wear?"
III ''Oh! he won't look at me when y
oh are by. He sees me every day, and he
1v used to this merino -
- Even in her youth, Kate Everett,
NOR, Hau never loOhOu loNellcr tudu
ar did when her daughters skillful fng
had arranged her dress. The long Gu
were looped in front to fall over her col
10 in golden mass down on her neck. I
e. dark blue silk made her fair complex
radiant, and the color given by this lit
;.b excitement in her quiet life was rich a
becoming.
he No wonder Horace Myers stood bev
me dered. One long, earnest look, and
n was beside her.
ost kate Seymour my Kate Ny '
= bonnie Kate p
prv All the gravity of his face broken
the as ice before the sun, and radiant hap
nod ness making it beautiful.
,en The long, long years of separation
ttle sorrow were gone like dream, as he t,
nd low seat beside her, to feel her ing
We caressing his face and hair, to hear
onr sweet, low voice making music of
!, in name And our Kate glided away to
h Or out her content in tears such as only
hon piness makes flow.
we Two long hours to her passed
left minutes in the parlor, and she went dc
nse to find them where she had left them.