Smyrna times., 1880-05-26

Thanks once more. Perhaps | had
better take my leave, since, in addition to
tyranny, | have become disagreeable."
" He rose, and Kate, for once fairly
driven beyond the bounds of patience, did
not oppose his departure. She felt hurt,
sore, iRdeserlbably mortified, that this, her
chevalier of rOmance-her imam amor =
men," should thus fall pitably short OF the
high standard by which she had in her
heart measured him. And for the first
time since their engagement the dim inter
rogatery presented itself to her, in tangible
shape, was Aunt Penelope right, after ALL
in her estimate of Harold Grenfell's char
actsr? Had she been making a mistake
all along?
So she let Harold depart without word
to restrain him.
Mr.. Grentells own mPditatl9ns, as he
walked homeward, were not of the mest
exhilirating description. He liked to tor
meRt Kate, it was sort of earnest of the
power he held over her, in his opinion, but
then he wanted to see the arrow rankle.
Anything like calm indifference on her part
defeated all his intentions. And yet, i'm
possible as it may seem to those Of a
pleasanter and more serene temperament,
Harold Grenfell loved Kate Thorne dearly
and truly.
But I'll find means to bring down her
pride and toach her a lessen yet" he
| thought vindictively. "She shall not defy
me in that cool, finland sort of manner
without repenting it y
And when, three days afterwards, he
| called to take Kate out for II drive, he was
greatly incensed by seein. Lionel Wilson
I'D the drawing-room, helping Dora, his
| youngest siSter-in-law that was-to.be wind
worsted, while Kate sat by, evidently enjoy
| ing their conversation.
lie froze into naughty rigidity at once,
but Kate, proV@kingy good humored, took
! no notice Of his coldness.
Well the day Of the wedding came, and
| Kate Ihorne, like all other brides, locked
bewitchiAgy pretty ia her white dress, and
veil, with ju't enough color TO make her
cheeks like blush.roses. 1t was to be a
home wedding, and the guests already
! thronged the pSrlers OF Aunt Penelope
| spacious oldfashioned house.
Kate Kate It's five minutes to
twelve! = whispered Aunt Pen, putting hel
head into the boudoir, where bride and
| bridemaids, like rose and rosebuds on a
stem awaited the stroke Of the eventful hour
which in this special case happened to be
twelve o'clock. Hasn't he come yet?"
BY way of answer to the old lady's rather
nervously put question, servant enteret
at that instant with note.
" For Miss Kate" she said.
And Kate tore it open with flushed
cheeks, as she recognized the handwritn!
of Harold Grenfell on the superscription.
"My dear Kate" it read, briefly, " sine,
you have studied my wishes so little during
the past week, you can hardly expect me t.
make special point of yo,r convenience
have business that renders it desirable 70
me to leave town this morning to beabseR
two or three days. ] am sorry to defea
your arrang gsments, but perhaps the salutar
lesson may not be thrown away, and l hav
long thought that you needed time for
little more reflection before entering upol
the solemn ties Of marriage.
? Yours, very truly,
II. GRENFRLL."
Lionel Wilson, leaning against the carve
> marble standards of the chimRey.piect
watched the varying cel0r on Kates chse
as she pursued the billet.
o What is it Kate?" he asked earnestly
s She handed him the note with littl
smile.
e "Your services will scarcely bo require
r as grooomsman to-day" she said. Rea
J. that"
d He read it, the scarlet dye Of angt
}. mounting to his cheek.
/, "Kate,' he said, you will not marry til
q man now?"
i. Never!" she uttered, in a cenvulsiN
d tone.
"Dear Kate, the guests have all arrive
" the minister is here, | have the ring in n
Q pocket. Be married to-day, Kate and i
d me be the bridegroom. l have loved yC
10 longer and more tendsrly by half a scers
e years than this supercillious fOp. She
a him, Kate, that his envenomed arrsw fal
short of the mark"
al She looked with eyes half glad, half SC
g rowiul into his face.
Al al caE trust yOu, Lionel" she nurmure
10 "Thsn yOu will become nay wife?"
"Yes."
r. "At oaee?''
IL eyes, at once ?'
II So Kate Thorne and Lionel Wilson we
ID married, and the assembled witnesses laug
| ingly congratulated Kate upon the pl
or found secret she had contrived to keep
real intentions.
IT, Fer we all supposed it was Mr.. GreRf
who was to bb the happy man." th
Mt declared, with one voice. "Kate, Kate, y
h. have cheated us after all"
ut And Aunt Penelope was radiant.
Al. Two days after Mr.. Grenfall called at
Therne mansion.
Il "I've just returned to town." he said,
a bustling arrogant sort of way, land
is course l came here at ence. Where
Kate ?'
On "The bride and groom haven't return
d. to town yet" said Aunt Penelope, calm
NO adjusting her spectaclas.
cd "What bride?" calculated Hare
RS. What groem?"
,st "Why, Lionel and Kate, of cour
as They were married the day before vest
le. day"
air married p echoed Hareld, in bla
re horror and dismay.
"Exactly se," said Aunt Penelope,
re cretly exulting his discontinue. "Th'
ID. were no cards, the affair being rather 81
ull den, but ysu'll get piece of the wsddil
ed cake tied with white ribbon, in due seas,
,ct l don't doubt"
,el And she complaceRtly shut the door
ID. his face, leaving him to the reluctant c.
vietien that he had lost his treasure, and
mo- through his own blind self.cenceit and ar
VS., ganee.
of The lessen Mr.. Harold Grenfell Intend
az to give had recoilsd upon himself, and X
nae Wilson IL the brightest and happisst
he yeung wives,
REPoRTED CoMPRoMIsE.--It Ia rspor
10, that compromise bas been arranged
my tween the boiling republicans Of PhilaC
phis and Senator Cameron, by which
Pennsylvania delegates to Chicago will v
on. as a unit for the candidate who shall be
'Y choice of majority of the delegation.
the New York Herald prints interviews "
to the delegates from Philadelphia to
!, Chicago convention, which develops
she fact that Gen. Grant is net the first che
rT Of single oHs ef these delegates.
aan Philadelphia has thrown lawyer G
the bar for keeping money collected Il
bid, client. Any one who says the age of ]
nae acles has passed is mistaken.--Detroit
pest Press.