The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1872-11-07

great fool to allow myself to get so en-
tangled, but it isn't too late to back out
gracefully. I guess I won't answer hel
letter, women are generally pretty quick
to take hint Of that sort Kate is very
pretty and very much in earnest; but then
Kate hasn't the cash, and 1t really is every
mans duty to look out for number one.'
Thus cogitating, Bruce Gaynor lighted
his cigar with the pink envelope, while
poor Kate Talbot, looking out through
the amethyst glow of the August twilight,
wondered and wondered, and grew heart
sick at her lovers strange silence.
And Rossmere Wylie watched the Gu
rious development of the little life drama
that was being enacted under his eyes
with contemptuous indignation.
"A heartless wretch |" be 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 woman's heart, to ding it
away when he is tired of the plaything.
he's hero and y pssua chevalier Bon
voyage, Mr.. Bruce Gaynor, I shall GER
tainly not intefere in any of your nice lit
tie arrangements"
Yet Rossmere Wylis felt certain thrill
of delight as he thought of Kate Talbot
free, and disenehanted once from the
glamour that had hung around her life.
August was gone and over; the ,lden
orb of the tull September moon was look,
ing calmly int the curtained recess 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
treasure u
"Do you really love me ?" lisped the
middle-aged charmer, with an attempt to
be arch.
"Ah, Emily, / have felt of late how
utterly impossible it will be for me to be
happy away from your smilss You will
marry me, dearest? You will give me
the right to call you my own"
But, Bruce" faltered the fair one, Il
am so much older thar you'll"
ga year or so, perhaps, darling but
what does that signify to hearts that are
"And then my niece will think it so RI
diculous she has always opposed the
idea of my marrying"
my Emily should not sacrifice the
happiness of her lifetime in the Interested
motives of others. You will be mine,
Emily"
"Ah, Bruce, you arc 80 winning
don't know what answer to give you"
Say yes, darling.
AID Miss MoDtressor said eyes"
"But l am really afraid to let my niece
know; I'm sure she will oppose it."
"My love, we will spare her the oppor-
tunity; we will go quietly to the church
tomorrow and be married"
ooh, Bruce -
Emily, my darling, am aware that
this is not a common proceedidg but
then You knew that our love is not q COM
mon love-"
"I-know it Bruce" faltered Miss Mon
tressor, turning huge emerald ring
round aud round on her dumpy little fin
ger, land if you insist upon tt"
Mr. Gaynor's ha adsome eyes flashed in
triumph; he was sure of his prize at last
Poor, forgotten Kate
The sudden wedding of the middle
aged Miss Montressor with the chief ex.
quisite of the season made nine days
at Saratoga. Kate Talbot heard
of it in due time, and cried day and q
night before she began to realize that she
bad made fortunate escape. And Ross
mere Wylie came back from Saratoga Just
in time to catch her heart in the re-
bound.
While Mr. Wylie and Miss Kate Talbot
were gathering grapes and whispering
exceedingly interesting little nothings
under the green, tromulous shad of the
nrbors at Wellington, after the most APP
proved style Of love-making, Mr.. and Mrs.
Bruce Gaynor were enjoying the grand
eur of Niagara.
Sublime! soul entrancing!" eiacula-
ted Bruce, gently pressing the hand that
lay upon his arm, and looking enthusiastic
eally upward toward the binding spray
of the great cataract.
"Very NICE" said Emily absently. "But
I'm so disappointed abeut this letter from
Emmy"
"Who's Emmy9"
"My niece, dear thought, of course,
she'd send me something very nice for
wedding present; but but"
dearest do not wespi Let me brush
the diamond drops away from that
cheek" murmured Bruce, furnishing his
pecket-h ndk erchicf romanticallv around
Emily's face.
VI can't help it I" sobbed Mrs. Gay
NOR. "1t's too mean of Emmy. She al
ways did oppose my marrying but | new
or thought she would be so spi.erul."
eve care not for her good or bad epin-
lou, dear. Your husband is now all the
world to you, my Emily p
That's just THAT she says, the hateful
thingp
Calm yourselves, my love. What do
We want of her psltry wedding pres.
ents?"
"It isn't that, Bruce, but"
"But " hat ?" ...