Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1872-08-08

Archworth, 4 young banker. whose faith
or had been Judge Lanark's clsssrnate
and chum at college. In their letters
homo thoy informed their father Of this
fact, and the Judge, remembering the
elder Archworth with treasured lows and
esteem, and knowing the son to be the
occupant Of an exalted position in society,
had invited the young man to visit him
at his country house.
And thus it happened when summer came
Roalud Arehworth' came up to Judge
Lanark's pleasant home. He was a
young man of i've and twenty years, and,
to use the expression Of ono who knew
him we'll. "evety inch a man." lie had
inherited fortune from his father, aud
was now partner in the house which
his father had founded. There was no
specu lation in the business which be fol-
lowed. With . banking capital fully
equal to the greatest possible emergency,
the house pursued Legitimate course, and
its wealth was constantly and surely in
crcasing.
Is il wonder that Mrs. 1anatk's
heart futtered when the prospect dawned
upon her that the young banker might
possibly seek oneo her daughters for
his wife I Sho cared not 'whethor he
choose Isabel or Bertha. They we're
both accomplished, and either would make
him = worthy mate.
And We do not the Judge injustice when
We say that he even allowed himself to
hope that the son of his classutste might
find it in his heart to love one Of bis
daughters. He had studied the young
mans character vel, and ne beloved it to
be one of the purest and best.
And Is7bel and Bertha. OF course
there was rivalry between them, but they
agreed that they would abide by the is
sue. Ii Isabel were selected to preside
over the home of the millionaire. Bertha
would not complain, and should Bertha
prove the fortunate one, Isabel was Pre-
pared to yield.
One thing happened very unfortunate
On the day Of Archworth's arrival the
cook had been taken sick. What was to
be done?
"Never mind" said Kate with q
smile, II will take the re:ns until the
cook gets WE'LL"
"But for mercy's sake," implored Is
bel, "don't let MIR. Archworth know it !!
lie belongs to = sphere which would be
shocked BY such gross improperly. He
would look upon us as belonging to the
canaille.
But there was no present help for it.
and Kate went into the kitchen and took
command Of forcos in that quarter.
"Will you have some of this cake, Mr.
Archworth I" asked ..r. Larnark, Gftisg
the silver basket Of frosted nicetiss.
No." replied the visitor. With smile,
II you will les-m exercise my own whim
you will please me. This plain brekd is
luxury which I do not often meet. Il
takes me back to my boyhood's days.
II ever / keep house for myself I think 1
shall ask you to send me your csok."
For the life Of them they could not
help tho betrayal of emotion. Poor
Kate. who sat exactly opposite the speak
or, blushed until it seemed Is though all
the blood in hes body we're running into
her face-while Isabel and Bertha trem-
blsd rs they would have trembled had
they found themselves unexpectedly upon
the verge Of a precipice. The Judge
laughed outrig ht.
You get our cook into your honse,
and you'd find you've caught tartar, my
boy" said the Judge Aud then, to
turn the subject, he added quickly:
II remember your mother very we'll,
Roland and I have eaten her bread.
And thus the conversation softened
down into the memory of other days.
Touching Roland's association with
Lanark's daughters. he seemed to enjoy
the society Of them ALL II be seemed
moro eager to talk With the one than the
other, it was With Kste-nos. perhaps,
because he had found her more attractive,
but because sue kept herself hidden away
from him SO much. During the brisf
interviews which had been permitted him,
he had found her not only accomplished,
but BIZ thought he had detected an un.
dercurrent Of plain common sense, which
had not appeared IN the others. Aud,
again, when hs hsd been speaking Of his
mother be had noticed Kats's eyes
grew moist with sympathetic light, while
her sisters had only smiled in their swees,
pleasant way. He faucied that through
the gathering moisture Of those deep blue
eyes he had looked down into q warm
and tender heart-a heart that was both
true and reliable.
One bright morning. Roland Arch
worth rose With the sun and walked ousin-
to the garden. BY and by he came round
by the porch, aud entered The kitchen to
ask for drink Of milk for he had seen
ths gardener just bringing in trimming
pail from the stable. ~ s@ s'
He went in and saw Kate Lanark 9
the moulding board, her white arms bare
to the shoulders, kneadiug snowy pill.
Of dough. She did not sec him at hrst,
and he had moment for,,thought-and in
that moment the truth flashed upon him.
Here was the cook whom he had praised
the cook whom he hsd declared he
would have 10 his own house If he could
get her Ard he could now understand
the blushing Of the maiden and the
laughing rejoinder Of the Judge. And
he remembered how Of having over
hoard Mrs. Lanark speaking to 4 mem
Der Of the family Of the sickness Of the
cock, and how unfortunate il was, and SO
on. With aciea. sense aud quick COM
prehsnson. aided by keen powers o.
analysis and reason, Roland read the
whole story. He had gone too far for
retreat; SO he pushed boldly on into the
kitchen. fs' 'tS'
"Ah, good morning, Hiss L,n.rk.-
Pardon MY intrusion; but saw the milk
n. il aome In and cnftid mt reaiak Tho