Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1875-07-15
HOW SHE WAS REvENGED.

Kate Murray was only q teacher
only teacher in Madame Morelli's
French and English Day and Boarding
School, at salary so meagre that she
sometimes wondered how she managed
TO live upon it at all. But nevertheless
live she did, and kept up a pretty de-
cent appearance, too, by dint of fresh
ened ribbons, turned silks, and bonnets
skillfully trimmed after the fashion of
those she saw in the Broadway MILL
ners windows; and, as was natural
enough in q woman, Miss Murray looked
forward to marriage as the only escape
from th;s sifs4 4cf drcdgery sss--s''.sr
Tor, n tired of Il al" Miss MUIR
ray said to herself. "French Verbs,
Tuesday compositions, German exerci-
ses, and drawings in crayons and water
colors. don't think it was ever my
vocation to teach the young idea how
to shoot. I'd great deal rather go
out to housework, if it was only gen..
teel."
Miss Murray was what the world calls
a very fine girl. Tall and rosy, with
deep brown eyes, chestnut hair, slight
ly rippled, as if stirred by some invisi-
BILE breeze, and healthy English COM
plexion, like a rose in full bloom
She had a sort of stately grace in her
movements that made even her turned
dresses and dyed gloves look stylish;
and Katherine Murray was the pref
tiest girl in Mrs. Leatherwing's board
iDg-house.
II really think you've made a con-
quest of him, my dear, said Mrs. Leath-
erwing, n lady who had been very pretty
once and still kept up the illusion with
pearl powder, false curls and a touch of
rouge.
Nonsense said Kate, with her eyes
shining and her cheeks very pink.
But just look at the common sense
of the thing persisted the landlady.-
Bouquets every day; invitations to the
opera, whenever there's anything worth
hearing; pew kid gloves; all the latest
novels. OF course he means something
serious. Miss Katherine, and I'm glad
VI IT, A'i ht = S't ul't ihCciitt, anu
isn't much over forty, and it's really
time he thought of settling himself. l
hope, Miss Katherine, when you're mar
ried to him You won't be too proud to
notice Your old friends.
Il shall ALWAYS be grateful to Won for
your Kindness, Mrs. Leatherwing, what
ever lot IN life may await me- said
Kate finging her arms around the good
naturcd landlady's waist and kissing her
heartily.
In fact it had become, as far as APP
pearances went, quite n foregone con-
clusion. Kate was a sensible girl, not
apt to fly off at tangent, nor to be
misled by mere chance of concatena-
tion of circumstances; and Kate really
believed that Mr.. Appleton Arkwright
meant something.
But l wonder why he doesn't pro-
pose:' Kate asked herself, one night,
as she was musing, in her little. fire.
less room, after an evening among
the italian lakes, and Swiss sunsets of
the Academy of Designs. She was
kneeling at the window; looking at three
little stars she could just see, between
the chevaux de frise of chimney pots,
with her pretty pink nostrils buried in
bouquet of cream colored roses. edged
with white carnations. Il thought sure
ly, he was going to when he squeezed
my hand so in the carriage coming
home. Oh, how happy shall be when,"
And then, blushing and dimpling all
over, Kate extinguishcd her miserable
Kerosene lamp and went to bed. And
all through her dreams went one re-
frain-
"IIe loves me He loves me ~
For it is only once in life time that
one can be eighteen and in love!
Mrs. Hays who would have thought
of seeing your
Kate Murray is this yourself. or a
pink checked vision of May? Well, l
declare, | am delighted to see you.-
Where are YOU staying now lam only
IN town for few days, but l must See
something of YOU
Kate gave her address, with beam
ing face. 1t was seldom she encoun-
tered an old school friend like Nina
HAYS.
Seventeen Domino Place. Well.
was there ever such coincidence cried
Mrs. Hays. Then of course YOU know
Appleton Arkwright:
know him :'-Kate colored like a
whole cluster of apple blossoms. L.
yes-that is, sit opposite him at the
table
Isn't he n fine fellow 2 cried Mrs.
HAYS, effusively. It's he that has
brought me to town. partly He is en-
gagged to be married 10 u dear friend of
mine-Patience Eldridge-and l have
come 10 New York to select her trous-
seau. The wedding is 10 be next month.
The deep crimson surged over Kate
Murray's neck, cheeks and brow.
Engaged : Appleton Arkwright. It
can't be possible.' she spoke, almost
before she knew she Mas utterins q
sound.
oh, but be IL, nodded Mrs. HAYS
It's quite a long standing affair. Pa.
thence Is an heiress, and her uncle wished
her to be quite sure Of her own mind
before ANYTHING was irrevocably settled.
She's dear love OF a creature-no pref
", perhaps, but the sweetest, most sen.
sible girl / ever knew. We are stayinu