Daily Republican., 1879-06-07
A TREASURY ROMANCE.

Town. while John FenWick sat Ill tn
parlor and scowled fercely at the por
trait Of that young lady hanging owe
the mattel. But soowliDg didn't seer
TO have much effect on the portrait
and his anger seemed to have abou
as much on the original.
The truth of the matter was, ther
had been a lovers quarrel.
They had been engaged for nearl.
six months. That was long tim
for Kitty to keep her Irritation pro
pensities in check. But she had don,
it, and congratulated herself on th'
victory she had gained. Why is i
that Just as soon as we think We hav'
ourselves under control, something
comes along to tempt us, and in s
great many cases We find that We ar,
not masters of ourselves after all?
don't know why it is, am sure. Kitty
didn't either. But just about the time
she began to plume herself on her con
quest, Davenport came along, and
straightway up popped the old pen
chant for flirting. 1t seemed to heI
that she couldn't help tlir,ing with
Davenport. lie was handsoms and
jolly, and there was something about
him which seemed to dare her. She
knew John wouldn't like it; that pso.
pie would talk, and that her mother
would institute a curse OF daily lee,
tures--but she kept on flirting.
John did care, and by-and by be
spoks to her about it.
"You aren't jealous, l hope" she
said. W'd never have thought that Of
you, John Fenwick. never"
"No, am not jealous he replied.
"But | don't like to see you 80 thought
less. Would you like to have me tiirt
with Miss Powell or Miss Covert as you
flirt with Davenport :"
"Oh. l shouldn't care the least in tho
world" she laughed back. "It's real
fun, John. Try it and ses."
That was all the satisfaction he got
then. By-and- by he touched on tn.
subject again, and they came near
having a lovers quarrel.
But John, who had holy horror Of
lovers quarrels, had the good sense to
stop before they got to angry words.
But now the quarrel had come to dead
earnest. For half an hour there had
been tempest raging in the parlor.
Kitty took up her position on the We
randa, and whistled to show how little
she cared, and he scowled. To listen
to her, he concluded that at that par
ticular moment her sole object in life
was to ses how many runs and trllls
and o'her embellishments she could get
i ,',. Within Mile Of Edinboro Town"
II want to come to some under
standing in the NATTER" he said. "Pll
tell you what you must do: Either
stop flirting with Davenport, Or"
"Or break off our engagement; is
that it ?" she asked, with a half flush
on her cheeks.
"Prscisely," he answered., gravely.
81 have borne it as long as can. If
you really care for him, it is better for
US to understand the matter. II you
don't care for him, l have a right to
insist"
"You insist !" she criei with flash.
ing eyes. "You insist! I'd have you
understand, John Fenwick, that you
nor any other man can order me to
act according to your own sovereign
will and pleasure. ! shall do Just as |
please sir"
Every well," he answered strrnly.
"You understand the consequence, OF
course"
"I do" she said scornfully. "You
need not wait for them. You can have
your freedom now. Here's your ring.
Keep it for some woman who will allow
herself to be dictated to, and who will
come and go at your royal will. Good
sir"
And then she went in and shut the
door in his face. Kitty from behind the
curtain saw him 90 away without once
looking back.
"To dare to tell me what must do
or must not do !" she cried. 81 will
show him."
She had grown to be grave and
thoughtful woman. Tho years had
come and gone, and she was thirty
now, with silver threads beginning to
show in her brown hair, aud little
lines of care about her mouth.
In all these years she had heard but
little of John. Fenwick. She knew that
he was getting to be prominent man
At the west. But that was about all.
1t had always seemed to her that they
would meet again somewhere. She
wondered when, and how. Loving him
as she had done, she felt what it is to
lose, and in tho bitterest way loss can
ever come to us. Ever since they had
known her in tho Treasury Depart
ment she had carried that look Of pa
tient sorrow in her eyes.
81 am sure there must be some ro
nance in Miss Rayne's past" declared
Susie Ver.on. 81 with | knev vha'
it was"
"She isn't looking at all we'll lately"
said Susie to her neighbor, "this drow-
sy day she il overworking herself. She
will be down completely IT she isn't
careful"
There was a sonrd o vote at the
door, and one of tue Treasury officer
GAM, in with some een.lemar. Visl.ort
were 30 common that no ono gave them
more than a passing glance as they
entered then work went on again in
its usual systematic way.
Katie did not look up. But she be-
came aware, by some subtle influence
all at once, that some one was watching
her. She looked up then, and gave
little cry that was almost SOB.
"Kitty! I" 1t was John fenwlck'
y.ics that spoke. 1t was his hand that
was outstretched in welcome.
"Haven't you word OF welcome lor
. fellow7" he said, looking into her
face questioningly.