The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1872-11-09
Mr.. Wylie inclined his head frigidly.

MIR. Gaynor, said ROssmere, with the
slightest perceptible shrug of his
shoulders; and / presume my cousin
Emily will be gratified with the ac-
qualntance."
SO MIR. Gaynor was formally present
ed III the list as a candidate for the
smiles of Emily Montressor.
She certainly was not handsome.
Her hair was thin and rusty brown, her
eyes didn't both lcok in the same di.
rection, and she undoubtedly wore
false teeth. But then Bruce remember
ed her money, and looked at her
through deceptive golden haze that
made her very lovely.
81 do not really know what to do
about Kate Talbot" thought Mr. Gay
nor to himself, uneasily twisting up
the pink envelope that had enwrapped
her last glowing, impulsive, loving lit
tie eplstle. 6 was a great fool to al
low myself to get SO entangled, but it
isn't too late to back out gracefully. /
guess | won't answer her letter; women
are generally pretty quick to take a
hint OF that sort. Kate is very pretty,
and very much in earnest; but then
Kate hasn't the cash, and it really is
every mans duty to look out for num-
Der one F."
Thus cogitating, Bruce Gaynor light
ed his cigar with the pink envelope,
which poor Kate Talbot, looking out
through the amethyst glow of the Au-
gust twilight, wondered and wondered,
and grew heart sick at her lovers
strange silence.
And Rossmere Wylie watched the
curious development OF the little life
drama that was being enacted under
his eyes with contemptuous indigna-
ton.
ga heartless wretch he thought.
Kate will be well rid of him. And
yet, poor girl, she did believe in him.
Well, this is strange world we live in.
If man steals a woman's heart, to
fling it away when he is tired of the
plaything, he's a hero and pye,tr
chevaller Bon voyage, Mr.. Bruce
Gaynor. [ shall certainly not interfere
in any of your nice little arrange
ments."
Yet Rossmere Wylie felt certain
thrill of delight as he thought of Kate
Talbot free, and disenchanted once
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her life
August was gone and over the gold
en- orb of the full September noon was
looking calmly into the curtained re
cess of the huge bay window where Mr..
Bruce Gaynor had gone gracefully down
on his knees to Miss Emily Montressor,
after the most romantic fashion.
"My Emily! my hearts own peerless
treasured"
EDO you really love me?" isped the
middle-aged charmer, with an attempt
to be arch.
All, Emily, I have felt of late how
utterly impossible it will be for me to
be happy away from your smiles. You
will marry me, dearest You will give
me the right to call you my OWN"
But, Bruce" faltered the fair one,
81 am SO much older than you!"
"a year or so, perhaps, darling but
what does that signify to hearts that
are congenial?"
and then my niece will think it SO
ridiculous she has always opposed the
idea of my marrying"
MY Emily should not sacrifice the
happiness of her lifetime in the inter
ested motives of others. You will be
mine, Emily ?"
"Ah, Bruce, You are so winningl /
don't know what answer to give YOU. y
Say yes, darling"
And Miss Montressor said eyes"
"But | am really afraid to let my
niece know; I'm sure she will oppose
| it.
MY love, we will spaIe her the op-
portunity; we will go quietly to the
church tomorrow and be married.
ooh, Bruce"
Emily, my darling, ] lam aware that
| this IS not common proceeding but
then you know that our love is not a
common love"
"I-know it Bruce" faltered Miss
Montressor, turning a huge emerald
ring round and round on her dumpv
little finger, ''and if you insist upon
| tt
Mr.. GaynOr's handsome eyes flashed
III triumph; he was sure of his prize at
last. Poor, forgotten Katel
The sudden wedding of the middle.
aged Miss Montressor with the chief
| exquisite OF the season made a nine
days sensation at Saratoga Kate
Talbot heard of it in due time. and
cried day and a night before she be-
gan to realize that she had made a
fortunate escape. And Rossmere
| Wylie came back from Saratoga lust in
time to catch her heart in the rebound
While Mr.. Wylie and Miss Kate Tai
bot were gathering grapes and whis-
pering exceedingly interesting little
nothings under the green, tremnlous
shadow OF the arbors at Wellington,
after the most approved style of love
making, Mr.. and MIS-. Bruce Gaynor
were enjoying the grandeur of Niagara.
Snbllme' soul enhancing i" ejacu-
lated Bruce, gently pressing the hand
that lay upon his arm, and looking en-
Enthusiastically upward toward the blind
ing spray OF the great cataract.
Very NICE" said Emily absently.
But I'm so disappointed about this
letter from Emmy"
Who's Emmy 2"
My niece, dear. / Thought, of
course, she'd send me something very
nice for wedding present; but-but
Dearest, do not weep Let me
brush the diamond drops away from
that cheek" murmured Bruce, flour
lshing his pocket roman
tically around Emily's face.
CT can't help it!' sobbed Mrs.
Gaynor. cts too mean of Emmy.
She always did oppose my marrying;
but ] never thought she Would he so