The Oxford falcon., 1871-10-27

Cullen, being sad at heaRt,
and ycarning to make his
peace with Kate, determined
TO call ON her, Int an ccus1n.
Grafton. thinking Il would i'e
advisable TO give be. .sme I., to
tleneES PqB a instead, ask
ing her forgiveness, and inti-
mating that he would see her
that evening. Having dis
patched the note, nss went ont
to the woods for a stroll with
his dog and gun.
Kate had spent an unhap-
py night; bad dreams had
disturbed her rest; the face Of
Brandon, as she had seen it
when she refused to become
his wife, malignant and vim
tlictive. had haunted her, and
even the remembrance of his
face when dancing had caused
unpleasant recollections; she
fancicsl she had detected n
malicious smile about the
mouth. And then her quar-
rel with Harry. Would he
ever speak to her again, after
the outrageous manner in
which she had treated himl
| Could she expect itf Or could
she Justify her conductl And
oh, how she loved himl Ii
made her almost heart-sick to
remember how, in her vim
dictiye anger, she had scorn-
fully turned away from him,
while he gazed at her so re-
proachfully. Thus she racked
and tormented herself about
him, wondering what would
become of her if he deserted
her. She feft unable longer
/ TO endure the misery, and at
last found relief in a flood OF
tears, Presently a knock came
to the door. She listened in
tentiy, and with a iiutterine
heart. hoping against hope Il
might be her darling Harry
Bnt no, twas not his voice
Tho girl came and handed he
n nosa- I She glanced AT tia
direction. Oh joy. 1t wa
from Harry-her own Harry
Calmly and quietly she
spent the day--almost happy
reading his note, and long
ing intently for the evening
which with its darkness would
usher in his beloved presence.
Never to her Imagination did
q day seem SO long. The sun,
with its hot, powerful rays,
would it never setf would the
soft twilight never appear !
But harkl What crowd is that
along the roadI what Is that
they carry SO gently She
goes to tho window and asks
the information from some by
standcr. lie informs her il is
the dead body of a man found
in the woods, killed by the ac-
cidentai discharge of a~gun.
She shudlers at the tale, anu
wonders how his sorrowing
friends viii bear the loss
Perhaps he has a wife TO mourn
him ; perhaps some fond girl.
who will be heart-broken at
the news. Having left the
window, she Suddenly returns,
thinking herself stupid at not
having inquired the name
perhaps it might be some one
known to her-when she was
horror-stricken at seeing her
Harry. pale and bleeding, car
ried by. She shrieks, Il killed
him. and falls back in a life
less swoon.
When Kate returned to con-
sciousness, all the gloom and
misery of a lifetime seemed
concentrated in that one mo-
mens. Poor Kate Miller
The shock was dreadful She
thought she never would ont
live il; but time is the SOW
ereign healer of all things, and
in youth especially, months
accomplish what years cannot
do in maturity.
Readers was she heartless
She never asked herself that
question when she took
Charles Brandon for better, ,foE
worse In less than one year
| after the hour of that terrible
suffering she became his wife.
Years rolled on, bringing a
greater amount Of sorrow than
| 10Y 70 Kate Brandon. Little
children nestled in her arms
but for a short while, then
were carried to their graves
and worse than all, it had been
one long warfare, one continn-
ed struggle, between her hus-
band and herself-the indomi-
table spirit he could not con-
qner-fhe temper he could not
tame. A good devoted moth
| or, an excellent housewife, but
| . c0mpanion. adviser. guide to
/ this evii-naturcd, heartless,
| pitiless man, never.
But the time had come fol
her, and the great mystery oi
death was closing round her
Charles Brandon had gone oui
in the morning, earelessly In
quiring how she felt
The answer received WIS
NO better ; send the doctor
as you pass
The doctor came, but the
great reaper arrived trst, ant