Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1875-09-27


ter sat by the light of an evil odored
kerosene lamp. ats done and over
with"
Kitty Barker was bewildered and
stunned when first she read the letter
HAS he ceased to love me % she ask
ed herself. "Have knowingly done
aught to forfeit his affection? ? Ohl.
will ask his pardon on my bended knees
if
And then she read the cruel document
a second time, and began to see through
the gloss and glamour of Sinclair's skill
fully woven network of words.
"He has found some one whom he
likes better than me-" she told herself
with mortified pang. "Some one pref
tier, fairer, more intellectual, and i am
forgotten. Well, let it be so. He is
right when he says that the spirit is
more than the letter. :"
And Kitty wrote back a brief, cold
reply, which set Mr.. Sinelair's heart at
rest.
al didn't know but she'd be attempt
ing the breach-of-promise line" said he
to himself, "and that would have been
confoundedly awkward"
Just one week subsequently he took
advantage of lovely moonlight night,
when his new inanaOrata was sitting by
his side under one of the big elms on the
lawn, while the band played the Sere-
made from PasquaIe under the gilded
canopy by the big veranda, and propos-
ed. Proposed and was accepted.
Beman, who had run out of his slen-
der stock of money, and was packing
for an early departure the next morning,
was annoyed and nervous.
81 always said. old fellow" said he,
''that you were born under lucky plan
et.'
And Sinclair himself felt as if he
were walking in glOrifed atmosphere
of bank bills and cloth-of gold.
They were sitting in lover like fash
ion under the trees the next day, when
sharp, hIgh-pitched voice from the es-
planade called out
Sarah Sarah Where are you
Where's the key of my room? And
what do you mean by this sort of con-
duct? Wasn't it an especial part of
our contract that no followers should be
allowed 2"
MADAM p cries George, jumping up,
as sharp-vOiced lady of a certain age
confronted his lady love with vinegar
acerbity of aspect.
Take yourself off, young man." said
she, "or I'll call the private watchman
This is my maid. And how dared you,
Sarah, take the liberty of wearing my
thread-lace shawl 2"
Sarah courtesied, stammered, and ex-
cused herself, ending by being swept
away in the wake of her imperious mis-
| tress.
'.I'll see you again." she said to
George, who stood looking on in mute
wonder and amazement
''No, you'll not, Miss said George
Sinclair to himself. al have been sold
once. but it will be my own fault if 1
am sold twice. Miss Moneyford's maid,
indeed !''
1t was too true Miss Moneyford had
sent the artful Sarah Roxbury on in ad-
vance, to secure the rooms and engage
for her fitting reception and Sarah, be-
ing of dramatic turn, had conceived
the brilliant idea of playing the fine la
dy on her own account for little while.
Her masquerading had not been unsuc-
cessful. g
"And if missis hadn't happened along
so sudden thought the mortified and
discounted maid, IL should have had a
real gentleman for husband. =
From which it may be inferred that
Mr.. George Sinclair had not been alto
gether frank with his fair companion in
the history of his life and station.
Mr.. Sinclair went back to New York,
and called at the house of Kitty Barker.
''She can't see you, sir, said the wild
ow lady in whose house Kitty hired two
rooms. "She's tryin' on her weddin'
dress -
'.Her wedding dress p
ayes, sir, said Mrs Lomax "she's
to be married tomorrow week to Mr..
Ledyard, as is the junior partner of the
firm where she worked. He's always
fancied her, and now that she's free
from all prior engagements. with a
meaning glance, she's agoin' to marry
her right out of hand p
And Mr. Sinclair erept away. feeling
himself to be exceedingly deprecated il
the market.
Il wish | hadn't gone into the bust
ness of heiress hunting. 1t serves me
right; but how am l ever to live with
out Kitty r.
Aud be had all the rest of his life lef
in which to answer that question.
When the lofty palm tree of ZeilanC
puts forth its flower, the sheath burst