The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1870-12-17
The glbanp @eaister.
Only Kate.

AA, patiently awaiting the
young lady he had called to see.
he had met Miss Haverstone, with her
uncle and aunt, ut Southend, and as she
was very stylish, aud, at the same time,
an agreeable young lady, he had become
intimate with her. This was the first
call he had ventured tn make since his
return to London, and he was wondering
how she would receive him. He did not
send his card to her because he wished
to surprise her-pleasantly as he hoped.
BE sure and keep out of the aeay,"
ne heard sharp voice say. II should
be ashamed out OF my wits if any one saw
you hmping about"
There was no response to that
injunction, and, moment later, Miss
Haverstone entered. She was n tall,
handsome young girl, who seemed born
to command; and vet there was . soft,
bewildering light in her brown-black
eyes.
"Miss Haverstone!' he said rising up.
"Mr. Fairfield ~ she exclaimed, lis it
possible that it is you? am SO happy
to meet you once again J"
Their greeting was over. they settled
down into quiet little chat and Mr..
Fairfied was very much surprised to find
how swiftly time had fed when he arose
to go. She invited him to call again,
aud he accepted the invitation, and called
frequently.
He was her escort with her aunt to the
opera, taeater, balls, in fact, to every
place of amusement In that way sever
al months passed, and he was meditating
asking Miss Haverstone to accompany
him through life.
One evening he called rather earlier
than usual, and went into the music room.
Somebody was playing little song, and
singing in q soft voice. He had no
doubt ms to who the somebody must be,
80 he silently stepped over to her side.
Amelia" he said, gently.
The figure on the stool turned round
suddenly.
pardon me, I am only Kate !'' she
CALCULATED.
"Pardon me-" he returned, 81 have
made mistake. I was quite sure that
it was Miss Haverssone, as was not
aware that she had any lady visitors"
s'I am not visitor she responded.
/ am Amelia's lame sister"
"Oh! a thousand pardons !"
He could say no more. He was won
dering why Amelia Haverstone had new
er spoken about this invalid sister. It
could not be that she was Indifferent to
her J Amelia's heart was too tender for
thati
Amelia will be here in a few mo-
ments. sir, she added. as she took her
two little crutches aud leaned heavily on
them.
Before he could speak, she had left
the room, and he was alone.
Miss Haverstone entered. She apollo
gized for keeping him waiting SO long,
and seemed all sweetness.
"I was not aware you had sister be-
fore, Miss Haverstone," he observed.
'sNoi Did / never mention her to
you ?' she said 81 thought had. And
yet, feel so sad when I think of her
affection, that hate to alludc to her at
ALL"
There was wonderful pathos in her
voice, which touched him. He had not
misjudged Amelia-it was only the ex-
treme sorrow which she felt that had
kept her lips from speaking Of Kate. He
often went to the house after that; but
he never caught a glimpse of little
lame figure, whose mournful song had
rung in his ears ever since.
81 would like to see your sister" he
ventured to observed. one evening. Nv by
does she keep herself SO secluded Z"
because she is SO sensitive" was the
response. 81 have tried to induce her
to come in here but in vain"
He had to be satisfied with that reply,
though he felta great curiosity to see
her. He imagined. BY the outlines of
her face, which had been partly defined
In the twilight, that she was pretty, of
course, bpt not SO pretty as Amelia.
The next morning he called again.
He had some concert tickets, and would
Just step in a moment on his way to the
city
.You need not annouce me-" he said,
20 the servant. 81 hear voices in the
break fast-room and will 60 and sur
prise them"
The maid-servant gave n mysterious
smile, and muttered. "Much good the
surprise will do you, if Miss Amelia is
ranting as usual %
He did not notice her ominous words,
kut kept on the t'tenor of his way"
He put his hand to the door knob, and
then he hesitated. He did not wish to
enact the part of the listener, but he had
eaught the mention of his own name, and
he had little pardoBable curiosity.
heard a soft voice ask.
nIm glad the witch has asked that
question for me" he muttered to himself
as he waited impatiently for Amelia's
reply.
"Love !" she sneered. .Who has any
thing to do with that old tangled notion
now7 DIR. Fairfield is rich and man of
the world. What more do require?"
s.But he may require something else, "
Kate responded, warmly. .He seemed
30 good that do not know how you can
help but love him, sister, p
"Indeed. Perhaps you have fallen in
love with him yourself? If you have. |
wish you could hear few remarks he
made about the ridiculous way you
limped about the room that night! |
declare il served you right, though. if
you persist in going where you are for