The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1879-08-13
OFFICIAL PAPER OF ALEXANDER COUNTY.
f. a. Burnett, Publisher.
NIB. Harrell, Editor.
THE UNWILLING BRIDE.

The northern part Of Georgia is Wliq,
picturesque country. The gold found in
this region had, in earlier days, drawn to
the vicinity adventures from nearly every
civilized lane.
Thirty years ago, many men OF broken
down fortunes from other States came 10
northern Georgia with the hope that the
tickle goddess would prove kinder 10 them
in this new avenue to wealth than she had
deigned to be in other vocatlons.
Among these was family named Loser,
who had become much reduced in clrcum-
stances and were as unsuited to their present
surroundings as it was possible for people
to be. Louis Loser was amiddle-aged man
of singular grace of person and elegance OF
manner; and his wife was faded, helpless
woman of fashion, torn from her native
sphere, and transplanted to this uncon'
genial land against her own consent
Mrs. Loser had married twice. Her ilrst
husbands name was Leslie, and daughter
of eighteen named Kate, and one OF four
teen years, named Edna, were her children
by her first marriage.
At the time our story opens, Mrs. Loser
Observation-Disclosures ,ep,ea.vWiih,. e.-peeyJsh
radiant with the ephemeral beauty of lilies
and roses, lay on an old-fashioned sofa in
the spacious hall of the dwelling.
Her toilet correspondent with her sur
roundings--a much-worn morning dress Of
dark silk with frayed trimmings, was fin
ished at the throat with a tie of cotfee-col-
ored lace, and a pair of well-worn satin
slippers covered the small feet, thrust out
as If their owner was proud to display
them.
Her slender, useless looking hands were
ornamented with glittering rings, and IN
one Of them she held worn looking vol
ume which she seemed 10 be reading with
some interest
Suddenly rush was heard, and Kate
Leslie, her daughter, came swiftly across
the veranda and entered the hall, carrying
in one hand package of papers and letters,
and swinging from the other large straw
hat simply trimmed.
A more striking contrast to the inert
creature on the sofa could hardly have been
found. The girl was full Of life, energy
ambitious to run a brilliant career, and it
was evident to those who knew her that she
did not intend to be disappointed in her
aspirations if the consummation Of her
wishes depended on herself.
Kate was in the heyday of youth-a bril-
liant sparkling brunette, the roses Of
health on her cheeks and lips, and the light
ofhope and JOY in her dark, expressive eyes.
A magnificent suit of dark brown hair with
CLINT Of red in it gave character to her
bright face.
As Kate rushed across the floor toward
her mothers place of iRdolent repose, she
exclaimed in clear, ringing tones:
''Such lot of papers and letters never
came to this house at one time before I've
been to the Office myself on Flyaway. Here
Is a letter for you, mamma, all the way
from California, and by that token, if did
not recognize the writing | should know
that it is from Dick Stanton. Time indeed
that he should write, for it is two years
since we had line from him, and we were
all so good to him too"
Mrs. Loser flushed slightly as she took
Staunton's letter, opened 1t and eargerly
read its contents. She seemed to be both
interested and surprised, and her daughter
furtively watched her while she pretended
to arrange the rest Of the mail on side
table.
swell, do declare.' cried Mrs. Loser,
after few moments. 81 wondered what
Dick had to say to me, but suppose 1t was
best to write TO me under the circum-
stances"
what can you mean, mamma, and what
does Mr.. Staunton say! Am to conclude
that Dick has become millionaire, and
wants me to help him spend his money!
swell do DECLARE If you haven't hit on
the very thing itself. He doesn't say that
he's worth million, but he gives me to un.
derstand that he is very rich and getting
better off every day, and he's coming back
here after you. If you will marry him. he
will stay in the East, and le, his partner
manage his mining interests, There
That's about all; and l think it is quite
enough to sette your destiny. 1t would
mine, If l were in your place"
While her mothers spoke, Kate had flushed
scarlet and then grown pale as death
She asked, in breathlcss sort Of way