The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1877-03-22


her strange companion.
He, oh reader, is the veritable nephew
of Seymour.
Having no desire to be married to a
simpering boarding school miss, as he
mentally pictured Kate, he had left his
guardian to proceed alone to the house of
his old friend, while he went to Stanley to
visit an old college chum. AS he walked
and talked with Kate he thought more
than once, if some one as bright and witty
as she had been his uncle's choice, his
would not have been so terrible fate
after all.
The conversation turned on books, and
they were in the midst of an animated
discussion concerning their favorite au-
thors, when the depot at Stanley was
reached, and Kate was warmly welcomed
by her grandfather. Near him stood a
young gentleman, to whom he had evil
IDENTIFY been talking. This young man
seized her companion by the hand, and
after hearty shake, turned and intro
duced him to Mr.. Howard as MIR. Cecil
Alland. After the usual greetings, Mr..
Howard presented his granddaughter to
both the young men, and Kate had the op-
portunity of thanking Mr.. Alland for his
kindness to her. She rather wondered at
the peculiar smile which pervaded his
countenance, az her grandfather pro-
nounced her name, but it passed away as
he acknowledged her thanks, by grace
full bow, and assured her "'Twas moth
ing"
Mr.. Howard, after a cordial invitation
to Mr.. Davids to bring his friend to the
farm house, took Kate to the carriage,
and they rode away. A short drive over
a smooth, quiet road, brought them to the
farmhouse, and Grandma Howard re-
ceived her guest with open arms. Kate
found her visit, US she expected, rather
quiet, but the woods were beautiful and
she took frequent rambles, bringing as
trophies of her search great handfuls of
lovely leaves, or new scene in her
sketch book. Sometimes she would take
a book and read an hour in the calm au-
tumnal solitude. Thus the days fled.
True to his promise, Mr.. Davids
brought his friend out to call, and after
that almost every evening found him at
the farmhouse, occasionally with his
host, but oftenest alone. He knew Kate
was the simpering miss" he had pur-
posely avoided and chance had so oppor-
timely thrown in his way, but she evi.
IDENTIFY did not identify him with the one
whom he was positive she had left the
city to evade. He often laughed in secret
over their escapade, and blessed kind
fate and the railroad accident which, con-
trary to their designs, had thrown them
together. Kate had been from home a
month, but it did not seem nearly so long.
She could not help admitting that looking
forward to the evening made the days pass
swiftly, for now she had grown to expect
MIR. Alland with the growing dusk. Her
brother had written that " Seymour had
arrived rithout his nephew" but she had
fingered still. Even after hearing of his
departure she was 10th to 60, but it must be.
1t was her last evening at the farm
house. Mr.. Alland came as usual, and
Kate told him she was going home the
next day. 81 have made a long visit"
she said; "longer than intended" Then
the recollection of the object of her visit
caused her to laugh aloud. Though readi.
ly guessing, Mr.. Alland inquired the rca-
son of her mirth. Kate gave him a
graphic description of the stormy inter-
view with her father, and her escapade,
adding, "He must have equally dreaded
me, for he didn't come with his uncle,
and ran away for nothing, after ALL"
For nothing, Kate?''
A warm hand grasped hers, and a soft
voice whispered in her ear the old, old
story of love. She must have been will
ing listener, for the hours rolled by un-
needed, and Mr.. and Mrs. Howard had
long been dreaming when he pressed the
last good night kiss ON her forehead, and
was gone.
The next day found them seated in the
train steaming toward the city. Kate was
rather troubled as visions of her fathers
indignation fitted through her mind--fOr
he was determined she should marry q
wealthy man, and her lover, alas! assured
her he was not rich. But as she glanced
at his manly form, and thought of the
rich graces of his mind, she felt she
would not give him up for all the wealth
the world contained. When they reached
the city Kate wished him to allow her to
go home alone.
II know papa will he furious, and he
might say something you would not like.
Indeed, I'd rather see him first and pre-
pare his mind for what's coming, you
KNOW" she said, laughing.
But with the same curious smile she
had before observed he insisted on accom-
panying her.
Better have it over with at once" he
said.
So it was with secret misgivings she
entered her own drawing room, and
found her father and brother there. The
usual home greetings were over, and Kate
felt rather than saw her lover draw her
father aside, and in low tone say some
thing which she knew concerned her.
Mr.. Howard demanded in an lev tone:
"Who, and what are you, siry'
To which he answered something that
that caused her father to break into q
hearty laugh as he seized him by both
hands and led him to where Kate sat.
My dear daughter" said he; "here is
Cecil Alland, Mr.. Seymour's nephew.
He wishes to marry you, but as you have
SO emphatically declared you'd never
speak to him, l am obliged to tell him his
suit is hopeless"
But Kate was already in her lovers
arms.
To this day land they have been married
a year, he leases her about her escapade.
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