The Evansville journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 1866-1870, 1869-04-09

needed. " Russell. this is Katlfie,"
said Alice, arousing her after How
ards boisterous greeting was over.
A defiant glance flashed from Kathie's
eye as she coldly bowed In response
passed on up the stairs. Her first
impulse was to leave, but no., he
should not gain the vict0ry-only a
few days remained before her ex-
peeted departure-she would do MOTH
ing TO awaken the suspicion OF
the family. They, of course,
were thrown much together,
but the barriers of pride that each
had raised were not thrown down,
yet IN the presence of others they
Joined n conversation. One morning
at the breakfast table. in answer to
an invitation from Howard to ride
with him, she said, No, she must
write letter to the committee telling
when she would begin her school.
All began urging her once more to
give 1t up and remain with them, at
least for the Winter Let me write
letter for you If your heart fails
you" said Howard, land [ will aston
| ish the natives with my learning, and
you are losing your rosy checks once
more within the last few days"
Much obliged for your offer,
but must 90, and here is
letter from some of them
now, hurrying me / expect,
| she continued, as servant entering,
| handed her a letter, and at the same
time one to Russell, bearing a foreign
mark. From the size of that pack
ct L should think my h0nOred broth
er had received the mitten. as it is
commonly called, and had his letters
returned" laughed Howard, little
/ thinking how near the truth he came.
! Kathie retired to the library, and
when her letter was finished, leaned
her head on the desk and thought Of
the dreary future. for she was strange
| IL excited that morning; a strange
feeling of some change to come TO
her; feeling we all have sometimes.
| before great JOY or sorrow. The door
opened and closed, and a footstep
crossed TO her, and a hand was laid
| caressiDgly on her bowed head, while
| voice, trembling with deep emotion.
said: " Oh my darling, my darling !"
Then she sprang up with flashing
eyes" Mr.. Huntington, you forgot
yourself Read this, Kathie, be-
fore you say more" and he placed IN
her hand the package he had received
that morning. Some were his letters
to her, some she had never received q,
cad some we're hers to him. Not know
ing what to thing, she hastily read this
letter.
PARIS.
Mr.. HUNTINGTON: How can write
to you? Yet l must. | am dying,
they tell me, and before this reaches
you | shall be in my grave-for there
| Is no help for me-bUt | cannot go
until / have made a confession to you,
however humiliating to me- First. L
must confess / loved you as few
women love; madly staked my future
happiness on your love, and lost.
Ka;hie Melrose won the love for
which L would have given my soul to
win. From the first | hated her. |
was jealous Of her; and when she
acknowledged her engagement cursed
her and vowed revenge. By bribiGg
my maid 10 watch for letters, l sue
| eeeded in interceDtIng your letters !;
some | retained. Other times | coun-
terfeited your hand writing aud ex-
tracted the original, and replaced
them by those / wrote-cold, worldly
! letters. And when she wrote, tell
ing of her loss of fortune, aud Of
| fering to release you, | stole it from
| the desk, where she had left it to be
mailed, and placed in its place the
one you received, and rejoiced at the
blow you innocently struck her. But
| L lost all, for you never returned to
me. | return you now the letters, i'm
plOring your forgiveness For the wrong
I done you. Find her, and may you
both be happy, and in the midst OF
your happiness may you give one tear
| Of forgiveness to the memory of err
ing but repentant HELEN LYMAN.
Kathie read this through, and look
ed into the true, loving eyes above
her. One glad cry, and she was
pressed close to the noble heart of her
lover. We will drop the curtain over
the next hour. TWAS not for curious
eyes to witness. They sat there IN
/ disturbed. At last Kathie said /:
What letter did you receive, Rus
sell?o " One in which you asked to
be released, saying you were mistaken,
and never loved ne; but. darling, let
US strive to bury the memory Of the
weary past, nd forgive the misguided
girl" That evening, when all the fami-
~ were together, Russell said Father,
as you succeeded so well, | think of
following your example, and taking
a wife. What say you?' ." l am re-
joiced to hear it, bat did not know
you had made choice. What is the
name of the chosen one?" " Kathie
Melrose, P" drawing her towards him.
| You can imagine the eager questions
and surprise of all. Howard said he
was so surprised he had nothing to
say, for once in his life Russell re-
lated the story of their love and sep
aration, and happy hearts rested be-
meath the roof that night, for Kathie's
weary work was over. and Russell an
chored at last safe in the haven Of
love, his restless wanderings ended.
He pleaded for a speedy marriage,
and his request was granted. Mr..
| Clinton aud family returned In time
for the happy event, and told of
Heleu's death just before their return.
Alter the ceremony, Lulu. to whom
the story had been told said: :" 1t is
just like novel, isn't it Howard 2 If
we only had name" = Yes, pet. so
suppose we call it Kathie's Tri-
umph.