The Lincoln County herald., 1872-09-18
KATE MAYO.

81 don't believe 10 love in q cottage" :"
said Kate Mayo, looking defantly round.
II, for enc, mean to marry riches |"
"Oh, Kate!' replied Helen Dewey,
rsproachfully.
Miss Maye shook the tiny gold ringlsts
that hung like spirals of sunshine over
her pretty forehead, while q mischivous
sparkle came into her pretty blue eyes !;
she rather seemed to enjoy the consierna.
ton she had created.
"Wsll," said Kate Mayo, ~ mean it.
Who wants to be . drudge in an ill.6tting
calico dress and last years style Of bon.
net just because some idietic young man
asks you to be bis w,fep My taste is for
thread lace shawls and moire antiques,
and bennets that look as if they had
Aoated across the sea on Q Partisan
zsphyrl Moreover, have . fancy for
fne houses and q chocolate colored
brougham, and box at the opera, asd
French maid. Oh, 1 tell you, girls, my
husband must to richW
Kate Mayo spoke as If fate we're at her
own command, ss if she we're crowned
queen of her destiny. So she was, in so
far as wit and beauty aud certain roy.
atty Of self possession may constitute the
scepter Of ones own existence. Tall
and gracefully formed as a Greek statue,
her loveliness took you as if it we're by
storm. She was fair as the waxen leaf Of
. white rose, with pure straight features,
cheeks just tinted with the faint, delicate
pink that comes and goes like Assting
shadow, aud . little ripe mouth that
made one think Of the crimson sugar
heart that little children delight in.
Kate had been sent up from the old farm
to see what winter in London would do
for her iu the way Of life establishment ;
aud Kate had some very decided ideas Of
her own upon the subject.
"My DEAR" said Aunt Dewey SOL
emnly. "all this sounds very mercenary T.
N can't help it, aunt" was Ka.s's re.
joindsr. "Iam msrcsnary."
"At your age, Kate?"
"What difference does age make, l
wonder ?" said tho beauty, with petu-
LIANT shrug Of her Shoulders. "I'm going
10 for Diamonds and . tsur on the Cont
nent. Sentiment 10 very we'll 10 novel
but 10 real life it doesn't work"
Aunt Dewey's expression Of horrsr
only mado Kate Mayo laugh.
Miss Mayo was decidedly success
in the brilliant circles Of society that
winter. II was net entirely her faultlsss
beauty, nor her quick readiness Of re.
psrtss, nor yet the bswitehiug confidence
with which she seemed to take the world.
favor for granted, but . mixture and
mingling Of all these-a something which
could hardly be expressed, save BY the
word "fascination." But notwithstand-
ing her triumphs, Kate Mayo had, as yet
made no election iu life.
my dear" said Mrs. Dewey, sslsmnly
"what was the reason you refused Harry
Pslhsn2"
"Ths rsason2 Why, aunt, he's I
custom house clerk, as poor - job
cat."
"Kats what very inslsgaut express
sisnl"
Gas . church msuss, then, ma'am, i
you like that better"
"Mr, Ryhurss, thsn'" pursued Mrs
Dewey.
"I'vs no idea Of coming to the worl
house before my time"
"Mr. Ryhurst is we'll of, am sure.
"The positive degree won't suit mi
aunt; I must have the superlativs.' .
"Ksts you will die an old maid yet !
"Bstt.r an old maid than oarsv0rr
old wife,"
Aunt Dewey shock her head.
"Kats Kate there 10 such . thinf
% going through the woods and picking
up . crooked stick. What do you valu'
yourself at, pray 7"
"Twsuty thousand pounds at least
aunt, and from that upwards" laughs'
Kate, % she put the last rose into tn
vase Of Aswsrs she was arranging.
"Whsrs will ysu get such prize .
thst?"
"Not in society just new, to bs :ur'
aunt, but the representative will bs her
yH."
"Whom do you nsanp"
II mean Mr.. Emmett" 49,
Aunt Dewey sat dswn With upIift'
, hauds and eyes.
"Whati the millionaire Of st. Angus
tines Placer"
"Yss, aunt"
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