Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1875-04-29
AUNT S4RAHS STORY.

'Oh, auntie ~ cried Kate Rogers, as
she ran into the room where her aunt sat
quietly sewing ''i it is showing, and i
am SO glad, for it viii be such splendid
sleighing on Wednesday night"
And why should you wish it to be
sleighing any more on that night than
any other, my dear? ?"
What provoking little stupid it is,
to be sure" exclaimed Kate, fondly
smoothing her aunt's glossy braids.
&c You surely haven't forgotten the won
drous event which Is destined to take
place on that night, Mamma has issued
a hundred invitations, and more than
seventy have already been accepted. 1t
Is to be the party of the season. Annie
is To furnish The music, Riseau the flow
ers and decorations, and Iamoir the re-
freshmenss. Papa Is going down town
tomorrow to give some further orders
about the wines and ices. And, oh
eNN~-e-~t St~ik q AOFO Va a t0Coc 10 ~f4dtltillC
Mode - making for me to wear ON that
occasion. Imagine bewildering combi-
nation OF white silk, tulle, and pink moss
rose-buds, and you viii have but faint
idea of it's beauties. couldn't begin to
describe half its loviiness 1t must be
seen to be appreciated.
Kate paused, completely exhausted by
the flow of words wlncl had issued from
her rosy little mouth How charming
she was, standing there In the bright
sunshine, with her fair round cheek
flushed with health and excitement, her
dark eyes sparkling with pleasure, and
her brown curls blown hither and thither
by the chill wind IN which she had taken
her brisk morning walk. A piqIante,
saucy little brunette was Kate Rogers,
whose bright eyes and rosy cheeks had
made many manly heart fiutter and
pulse quicken when she passed by. A
petted, spoiled child of fortune, she yet
possessed noble qualities of heart and
mind, which. endeared her to all and
there was a warm, tender place in that
impulsive heart for the kind aunt, whose
home she has just entered. In fact,
everyone loves this kind aunt of Rates,
with her calm, quiet face, and gentle
ways, her purse ever open to the poor.
She is very fond of this pretty little
niece of hers, the only child of her
youngee. brother.
Pardon me, Katie DEAR" she says,
''for being so forgetfui of your ap-
preaching festival, but at the moment
YOU came in my thoughts were far away
from here"
Another streak of the blues, eh,
auntie? What can you ever find to think
about that makes you look SO terribly
solemn p
"Never mind what my thoughts were,
my dear. BY the way, Katie, did I
understand you to say you were to have
wine at your party"
Wine why, of course. am sure
such Al affair would be very stupid with
ont something of the sort"
Mrs. Strong bent her head moment
in deep thought when she raised it
again there was a new light In her eyes,
q firm determination expressed in the
quiet mouth
"Do you love me Katie?" at length
she said.
s.Auntie," the sensitive lips quivered.
the dark eyes filed with tears, show
car you ask me such question:"
81 am sorry to pain you, dear, but
must test your affection. What would
you do to prove ,-our love for mes"
"Do, my darling auntie," cried Kate,
s'what would I not do to please you
But what is it that you require of me ?"
CT win tell you, but do Tot be angry
with me, child, because it is for your
own happiness that ask it of you. Do,
nv own dear Kate, give up this foolish
notion of having wine at your party"
s-Notionl Why, auntie, it is long
established custom, and would require
great amount of courage to neglect it, 1
assure you. But why hsrse You such
prejudice against it Ieannct see bit
az narrn in drinking wine, provided, OF
course, that ore does not indulge too