The Lake County star. [volume] (Chase, Mich.) 1873-current, 1875-10-28

likes better than me-" she told hersel
with mortified pang. "Some on
prettier, fairer, more intellectual. and
am forgotten. Well, let it be SO. HI
is right when he says the spirit is NOR
than the letter."
And Kitty wrote back brief, cold re
ply, which set Mr.. Sinclair's heart a
rest.
81 didn't know but she'd be attempt
ing the breach-Ofpromise line" said h
to himself, "and that would have beer
confoundedly awkward"
Just one week subsequently he tool
advantage of lovely moonlight night
when his new inamorata was sitting BY
his side under one of the big elms on thu
lawn, while the band played the "Sere
made from Pasquale under the gildec
canopy by the big veranda, and proposed
Proposed, and was accepted.
Beman, who had run out of his slender
stock of money, and was packing for an
early departure the next morning, was
annoyed and nervous.
IL always said, old fellow" said he
that you were born under a lucky
planet"
And Sinclair himself felt as If he
were walking in a glorified atmosphere
of bank bills and cloth of gold.
They were sitting in lover-like fashion
under the trees next day, when sharp
high.pitched voice from the esplanade
called out:
"Sarah! Sarah! Where are you
Where's the key of my room? And
xubot do uN,, aov, hxx <l;a .o-k - o1,,
duct? Wasn't it an especial part of our
contract that no followers should be al.
lowed w
"Madam? 2" cried George jumping up,
as a sharp-visaged lady Of uncertain age
confronted his lady love with vinegar
acerbity of aspect.
"Take yourself of, 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 shawlw
Sarah courtesied, stammered, and ex-
cused herself, ending by being swept
away in the wake of her imperious mis-
tress.
"rll 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. "I've been sold
once, but it will be my own fault if am
sold twice. Miss Moneyford's maid in
deedw
1t was too true. Miss MOneyford had
sent the artful Sarah Roxbury on in ad-
vance to secure the rooms and engage for
her reception /; and Sarah being of a
dramatic turn, had conceived the bril-
liant idea of playing the fine lady on her
own account for little while. Her
masquerading had not been unsuccessful.
"And if Missis hadn't happened along
SO sudden," thought the mortified and
discounted maid, "I should have had
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 widow
lady in whose house Kitty hired two
rooms. "She's tryin' on her weddin'
dress"
Her wedding dressr'
eyes, sir" said Mrs. Lomas. "She's
to be married tomorrow week to Mr..
Ledyard, who is junior partner of the
firm where she worked. He's always
fancied her, and now that she is free from
prior engagement" with a meaning
glance, "he's going to marry her right
out of hand p
Mr.. Sinclair crept away feeling him
self to be exceedingly deprecated in the
market.
81 wish hadn't gone into the busi-
ness of heiress hunting. 1t serves me
right But how am ever to live with
out Kittyw
And he had all the rest of his life left
in which to answer that question.