Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1872-12-06
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"Oh, dear, I wish he would cone.''
Kate Talbot looked at her watch, ane
then ran out in the hall to compare its en-
ameled hands with the ponderous dial of tb,
old clock on the landing, and then she
looked down the elm Swallowed perspective
Of the quiet road, and took yet second
glance at the watch, with an impatient sor
of sigh
She was tall. handsome girl, will
bright brown hair coiled around her heac
in a coronet fashion, that harmonized with
the royal way she had Of throwing her slen
der white throat, and the stately grace Of
her every motion. Her eyes, large anc
soft, Of peculiar hazel tint, were full o
dreamy languor, and the pink and white
bloom Of her cheeks betokened very plainly
that she bad never turned day into night
and night into day, after tho approved fash
ion Of metropolitan bellies, No, Kate Tai
bot was rustic beauty, fresh and uncon
taminated by the sinister influence of city
life
a"Here he comes; and he is not alone p
And with just thirty seconds Miss Talbot
was on the steps of the Ionic portico. incin-
ing her head to Mr.. Rossmere Wylie, aud
holding an eager futtering hand toward her
father. He shook his head.
"No letter. papa p liza
"None, Katy" ~
Rossmere's quick eye scanned Hates
countenance as she stood there, a single rose
among her dark trcsses, and one hand
slightly holding together the folds of her
blue cashmere shawl. How plainly he saw
the expression of keen disappointment that
huttered across her Greek features!
"Kate," said Mr.. Talbot, quietly dis
mounting from his horse, somehow it is
difficult for me to believe in this gay cavs-
lier Of yours"
"Papa! p
-"Out of sight. out Of mind," is very
old, proverb. you know, my dear, and it is
just possible, among the attractions of a
fashionable watering place, that he has for
gotten the little wild flower of the Welding
ton hills"
Never, papa You and Rossmere al,
ways were unjustly prejudiced against him. %
Kate spoke with very genuine enthu.i-
asm. She believed III Bruce Gayncr just as
implicitly as she believed in the liquid gold
of the sunshine at her feet, and it seemed
impossible that any one else should for a
single moment doubt his truth, and sinoeri
ty.
Rossmere Wylie looked at her with grave
intentncss Suppose-suppose for an in.
stant-that Bruce was faithleas He stern
ly checked within himself the upspriDging
throb of his heart. Was it for him to build
up palace Of happiness on the wreck Of
Kate Talbot's first love?
HE never cared for her as [ do :" was
the rebellious outcry of his whole nature.
And Rossmere Wylie resolved to 20 to
Saratoga and survey the field for himself.
Mr.. Bruce Gaynor was walking up and
down the broad piazza, in the afternoon sun
shine 1t was certainly very considerate Of
him to give the young ladies such a fac OPP
portuni,y of adniring his dark eyes and
rich, Spanish complexion, and exquisite fig.
ure-'the glass Of fasion and the mold OF
form" Bruce felt that he was captivating
and completely forgot that he had intended
to devote that particular afternoon to wri.
ting to Miss Talbot, the pretty Wellington
girl who had made such an impression upon
him
"Have you heard who arrived this morn.
ing, Gaynor ?"
Colnel Medford's hand, laid lightly on
Mr., Gaynor's shoulder, arrested his ssun.
teriDg movements
emo; any one worth cultivating 2"
Miss Montressor. the heiress p Why, !
thought she was TO be among the White
mountains.
''sho has changed her mind, apparently
at all events, here she ia, with nineteen
trunks and no end to the hat boxes. There's
a chance fer you, young man if you want q
rich wife
Bruce Gaynor's handsome eyes sparkled
''Iptroduce me-"
Cant, unfortunately haven't the honor
Of personal acquaintance myself bat
can tell you vho CAM
"Who =
"Wylie, he cams yesterday-RossmerF
Wylio, you know he's cousin or some
thing of the golden damsel. And there she
is now p s.e
Bruce Gaynor WINGED little
"What that fat dowdy little concern BY
the door? Why, l thought she was beau
ty?"
SO she u.s., considered from fnancia
point of visw. Ny dear fellev don't b'
hypercritioal."
''Why, she's forty il she's a day ane
I'll wager my diamond shirt-studs that bel
teeth are false.'
Every possibly but only think Of bel
bank stock and railroad shares! | tell yeu
I'll 60 in for the prize quick enough,
if it wasn't already mortgsged to Mrs. Mel
ford, bless her dear little heart WHY
don't you think the matter oyer9
Bruce Gaynor did think the matter over
and made up his mind in very short order
GOOD evening, Mr.. Wylis," said he
in honeyed accents, half an hour or SO later
as he encountered Mossmere Il believe
had the pleasure Of meeting you at Welding
ton"
Mr., Wylie inclined his head frigilly
II understand Miss Montressor is you
cou.in, and I had resolved to ask at you
hands the privilege Of an introduction. .
u shall be happy to oblige you Mr.