The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1875-08-07
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.|<S1 ID neagre that she sometimes won
|A3 Aoa she managed to live upon it at
Sd =|t{ nevertheless live she did, and
of i pretty decent appearance, too,
E |||s. 81 freshened ribbons, turned silks,
lila 15N1ets skilfully trimmed after the
1t6IQn pf those she saw in the Broadway
a'II|a<ls windows; and, as was natural
1a|i'ot b a woman, Miss Murray looked
f1zszf 10 marriage as the only escape
|94 is life of drudgOry.
er I'm tired of it all, Miss Murray
sazI 1, kafself, "French verbs, Tuesday
'.s.)liDns, German exercises, and draw
in6 Is efAyons and water colors. | don't
tAiAk h vas ever my intention to teach
Ma go4nf idea how to shoot I'd great
leaI rather 20 out TO housework, if it was
Only ssuieel."
Miss Murray was what the world calls
~ yor5 1iIe girl. Tall and rosy, with deep
brown eyes, chestnut hair, slightly rippled,
rs if slIzred by some invisible breeze, and
AoaII4 &nglish complexion, like rose
III fu| h|o6m. She had sort of stately
4laee Ii her movements that made even
ts1 zpraed dresses and dyed gloves look
va ||ah md Katherine Murray was the
p1eli'cAt girl in Mrs. Leatherwing's board
n house.
really think you've made conquest
4 him, MY dear" said Mrs. Leatherwing,
|adY Nho had been very pretty once and
kapt up the illusion with pearl powder,
||11 eafIs and touch of rouge.
|pasense |" said Kate, with her eyes
1|ens Ind her checks very pink.
||ut Just look at the common sense of
W." persisted the landlady. "Bou-
esery day; invitations to the opera,
fer there's anything worth hearing;
IA gloves; all the latest novels. OF
be means something serious, Miss
inc, and I'm glad Of it, for he's got
income, and isn't much over forty,
y really time he thought Of settling
4. l hope, Miss Katherine, when
\ married to him you won't be too
10 notice your old friends.
khall always be grateful TO you for
Kindness, Mrs. Leatherwing, whatev.
10 my life may await me, said Kate
her arms around the good natured
Us waist and kissing her heartily.
lct it had become, as far as appear
Fent, quite foregone conclusion.
Us a sensible girl, not apt to fly of
gent, nor to be misled by mere
of concatenation Of circumstances;
10 really believed that Mr.. Apple
kwright "means something
] wonder why he doesn't propose ?"
sked herself, one night, as she was
in her little, freless room, after
Ding among the Italian lakes, and
nnsets Of the Academy Of Designs.
kneeling at the window; looking
little stars she could just see, be-
the chevaux de frise of chimney
Fith her pretty pink nostrils buried
ouquet Of cream colored roses, edged
bite carnations, II thought surely
y going to when he squeezed my
. in the carriage coming home
@0w happy 1 shall be when,"
- then, blushing aud dimpling all
Kate extinguished her miserable kerr
lamp and went to bed. And all
: d her dreams went one refrain
+ He loves metz "He loves me!r
"a It is only once in life time that
% be eighteen and in love
rs. Hays, who would have thought of
X you?"
ate Murray, is this yourself, or a
Shocked vision of May? Well, l
s|are, | am delighted to see you. Where
<ou staying now2 l am only in town
Few days, but must see something
s. 1ou.''
kato gave her address, with beaming
Nal 1t was seldom she encountered such
1 old school friend like Nina Hays.
Seventeen, Domino Place! Well, was
thase such coincidence" cried Mrs
1sys "Then of course you know Apple
IA Arkwright9"
Know him ?''-Kate cslored like
&6c|e cluster Of apple blossoms. I--yes
bat is, ! sit opposite him at the table"
sn't he fine fellow" cried Mrs. Hays,
1sively. aIt's he that has brought me
own, partly. He is engaged to be mar
|cd to dear friend Of mine-Patience
E|Ilridge--and have come to New York
I5 >elect her trousseau. The wedding is
IS 1e next month"
he deep crimson surged over Kate
E.Fray's neck, cheeks and brow.
Engaged Appleton Arkwright!-I
ean't be possible r she spoke, almost
Ire she knew she was uttering sound.
0h, but he IS" nodded Mrs. Hays.
quite long standing affair. Pa
80 is an heiress, and her uncle wished
3 be quite sure Of her own mind be-
anything was irreyocably settled.
81 ! dear love Of ereature--not pret-
perhaps, but the sweetest, most sensi-
gil | ever knew We are staying at
Moreland house. Mr.. Arkwrighs is
spend this evening with us. Wont