The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 1850-1873, 1871-09-01
Papa was more angry than had ever

seen him.
"Are you sorry, Kate?" Mr.. Gil
creast whispered.
"Yes, I hate you"
don't know exactly what I said
but / know that I was 30 excited tha
I frightened Lettie and every one
And Lettie was crying quite as mucl
was, and then papa. But I dom
like to think about It, papa was 90 an
CRY, and 1t was ali % dreadful.
The next morning papa gave Lett,
good scOlding, and was SO sorry fOl
her that it lightened my own trouble
did not 60 on deck all day, but
knew that papa had serious talk will
Mr.. Gilcreast, and appeared more liks
himself at dinner-time. He kissel
and petted Lettie and me, and told III
not to be unhappy, that it was only 8
Joke; and that we had q stupid ole
papa, who did not know how to take
care of us. This of course, we would
not listen to, and then Lettie and had
q good cry and felt better. So by the
time dinner was ready, we were ready
too-that is, for dinner.
avoided MIR. Gilcreast for the two
days that followed; and he was very
good and did not trouble me. But
could not help looking at him; hewai
taller than any man on the ship
and had lovely eyes, though Lettie
said they were horrid, and that she
would never forgive him. Lettie is
very unjust in her likes and dislikes
and / would rather have been married
TO Mr.. Gilcreast than any one on the
ship, though it had been silly piece
of business.
1t was the last evening VIC should be
on the ship, and I was sitting in the
cabin reading by the fading light-for
it was very nearly dark. "You will
spoil your eyes, Miss Kate" Mr..
Gilcreast was the speaker, and I could
but put down my book. ~ have
something would like to say to you ;
will you come on deck, where we can
be less interrupted 2" The weather
had changed, and it was quite cool, 80
every one had crowded into the cabin.
I felt like saying "No," but
thought mabe he was sorry, and wan
ted to be forgiven; and Lsttie had
been so unjust, and papa was so an
cry, dear knows what he had not said;
and then it was foolish making such q
fuss about it. 1 said 1 would 20, and
put down my book. 1 had my cloak
around me, and my hood was beside
me on the seat.
"Put on your boots"
SIT is very warm" / felt rebelliOus,
though the slippers were new, and had
lovely bows on them and, though l
hated him, was glad he had seen
them. ~ am not at all afraid of be-
ing cold, but it might ruin, my slip
pers if the deck happens to be wet"
"And they are very pretty" He
finished my sentence fOr'me.
L did not know whether he meant
that my foot was pretty, or the slip
pers, or both; I did not mean to
laugh, but 1 did, and then he laughed
and grew serious again. / could not
find my boOt-hook, and 1 ruined four
hair-pins buttoning my boots. And
1 had to wash my hands, and 1 knew
1 was long time, but he was waiting
patiently for me when 1 again return
ed to the cabin. 1 cannot pretend to
tell you all that he said to me, but he
told me that he loved me the first time
he saw me, which was, of course, all
nonsense, and 1 told him so. And
then he said he was sorry that he had
given me so much trouble, and he
watched my face very anxiously, and
1 looked ut the northern lights, and
wished that papa would come.
"YOu know you are my wife," He
did not pay any attention to my indig-
nant denial. II will come for my an
swer in six months, and, meanwhile,
L may write"
OF course if he would write, 1 could
not help that; but told him that it
would make no difference, and was q
great waste of time. 1 tried to be
dreadfully cross, for knew that /
should never like him, and I did not
want to give him trouble; but l am
afraid / was not half cross enough;
he looked SO sorry could not say all 1
intended to, and, when we came down
into the cabin, he looked very well
which was provoking.
We were put Oft from the steamer
before Plymouth, in q miserable little
and were pretty wet before
we reached the shore as it always rains
ON the English coast. We hoped to be
able to leave Plymouth in the ten
o'clock train for London, as it was
only seven then. Mr.. Gilcreast went
with us to the Duke of COrnwall's Ho-
tel, and shared our breakfast of muf-
fins, rolls, and English breakfast-tea.
was not sorry to say goodbye to my
husband, as the joke was rather too
serious to suit papa, who was thought
full and unlike himself. We left Ply
at ten o'clock, and going
the loveliest part of England,
reached the Paddington Station, Lon
don, by six o'clock, not feeling at all
tired. 1t had been lovely day, and
was interested in looking at the differ
ent places we passed through. Then,
being on dry land was delightful, after
the continual rocking of the last ten
lays, and, though the sun shone misti-
", as it does in England, liked it,
and would not have had it different.
/ cannot tell you all I did in Lon
don, or would never finish my sto-
~; enough to say that we stayed at
Langham, the finest hotel in London,
how 80 many ugly women that sister
Lettie and 1 grew quite conceited.
Then we went to the British Museum,
1T st. Paul's, Westminster, the Tower,
South KensingtOn Museum, Hampton
Court, and Sydenham Palace-heard
Patti, Lucca, Nilsson, and Titiens, in
opera, as also Herr Wachtel, the great
German tenor. Papa was delighted
with Sir Edmund Dandseer's pictures,
but did not like Mr.. Turner's. Every
night, when Lettie and / went to bed,
we were so tired that we did not know
what to do; and besides we could not
help wondering if Mr.. Gilcreast would
write. A whole week passed and
never heard, and 1 was beginning to
to make up my mind that l should not
hear from him, when / received q let
ter. He wrote beautifully and told me
Of so many interesting things he had
seen, that it was very pleasant; and,
as it was all for fun, / wished that
had not made such a fuss, and that
papa had not been so cross for though
did not like Mr.. Gilcreast, he was
very nice.
After London we went to Paris,
where / saw more pictures than / can
tell you of, and was dazzled with the
beauty of the palaces. / saw the en-
peror review his troops on the Bois de
Boulogne, and went to the races on
which Lettie and thought
lreadfully wicked, but we wanted to
see the imperial party. We rode in
he Champs Elysees till We were per-
ectly agitated; and here / received two
etters from Mr.. Gilcreast, which were
ust as nice as the first. Lettie and
Doth thought that he was very good in
writing SO regularly when he never
heard from us.