The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1871-01-28

mad with rage, and hurt her back. Her
aunt wants to take her to Paris, to the doc
tors, but that vixen won't let them till she
is married.
(Which will never be- he muttered to
himself, elf every body thinks as do now
He went home he sat down; he medi-
tated he made up his mind at last /; he
was well off he had no relatives he was
Independent, and he would do as he pleased.
He went over to the Haverstone's villa
before his usual visiting hour.
"Tell Miss Kate that wish to see her,
he said to the servant.
The good-hearted woman laughed out
right she clapped her hands as she carried
the message Miss Kate was dear to her
heart.
"To see her. Amelia calculated. f'Who
can it be? Be sure, Kate, and get out of
the parlor before Fairfield comes.''
With that injunction ringing in her ears,
Kate went into the parlor. Mr.. Fairfield
arose to meet her.
{" Mr.. Fairfield - she stamnlered, blush
ing. He looked at her. Miss Ameiia's
beauty dwinded by the comparison he
made. This little creature, with her album
dance of soft, golden hair, and blue eyes
and wistful face, was far more beautiful
than Amelia Haverstone had ever been.
'.Yes, Miss Kate"
"Did you ask for me?''
81 did. Sit down here beside me. l
have something to say to you"
She obeyed him silently. She was tremb-
ling with modification. This man had rid
iculed her on account of her misfortune,
and now she was doomed to sit beside him.
81 know why you shrink from me, he
said softly. every unintentionally, over
heard a little of your family conversation
this morning, and was happy to have your
sisters true character revealed to me-
''Mr. Fairfield" she calculated, elm
possibler'
"But not impossible-a blessed reality.
| find that the shock does not hurt me. |
never loved your sister; l was only Devil
dered by her for time. But find that |
do love somebody else. Can you guess who
it is?''
She looked up frankly into his face
How should she know? She had never
been out in society, and knew nothing of
his preferences.
"Shall tell you9''
eff you please"
'Yourself''
She caught her hand quickly from him,
and tears sprang into her eyes.
"This is cruel JEST" she cried. elf
my affiiction has made me appear ridicu-
lous in your eyes, you need not mock me-
''You misunderstood me, - he said gently;
60 mean what say. Hove you too dearly
to mock you. want to marry you, and
take you to Paris with me, and get you
cured
She hid her face and wept not tears of
sorrow, but rather those of joy. The
great, good gift of life, which she has COW
eted, had come to hel at last.
"Do your tears mean yes?" he asked !;
and though lie obtained no response, he
was satisfied.
He left her. She went to her own room,
and he went home. But Mr.. Haverstone,
when he returned home to dine, was all
radiant with smiles.
Mr.. Fairfield came to see me to-day"
he said and Amelia gave a little pleased
start.
"Did he propose, uncle?" she asked.
eyes, but so differently to what ex-
pected. He asked for Hates hand, not
yours
"Kate's. Impossible. You've made
mistake - she calculated.
s'None whatever. He wants to marry
her immediately, and take her to France"
"And you knew it ~ Amelia exclaimed,
turning to her sister. "That was who
your visitor was last night, You sly mink
YOU We been fawning and crihging to him,
you've -
"Amelia, hush. - said her uncle, sternly
ever saw poor Kate. He told me the whole
circumstance himself. lie called here to
see you yesterday morning, and overheard
you venting your rage on your aunt and
sister. He was disguised with you, and
equally charmed by Kate in proportion to
the contrast between you. Please take
warning -
She sprang from the table, ran to her
1pba Sho laI VI, af
Mysteries. The prize she had tried to win
was lost.
-Four weeks later, Kate was married, and
started to France
A year later, she came home perfectly
restored to health and strength. Amelia
was still single, but she vouchsafed no word
of welcome to Mrs. Fairfield.