Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1880-05-28

| ShaIi0 Woht mint That, Salu hhinie
her cheeks blooming like a rose.
She took the old coat and crossing TO the
window, began to rip the closely stitched
seams, her pretty fresh face looking sad and
downcast. Aunt Grayson's worldly wise
talk had put her out of heart
| All her life she had been such brave
sweet little soul. Left an orphan early, she
had lived with her grandfather, and made
his last days bright.
"You are dear child, Kathie; by-and-by
when you think of being bride, will give
you wedding dowry."
He had said so dozen times, yet after his
sudden death, one mid-winter night, there
was no mention of Kathie found in his will,
and everything wentto Dugald, the son of a
second marriage.
Kathie did not complain; but il cut her
to the heart to think grandpapa had forgot.
ten her. She tried not TO believe IL; there
was some mistake.
And when Dugald sold out the old home-
stead and went off, she gathered up all the
old souvenirs and took care of them. The
old fur-trimmed overcoat was one.
Then, lodging at her aunts, she taught
the village children, and saved up her earn
ings for her wedding day; for Charles Mon
tague loved her and had asked her TO be his
wife.
The wedding day was appointed, and she
was beginning, with fluttering heart, to think
about making her purchases, when her
brother George fell i'll and worse, fell into
trouble. He was rather thriftless man and
had been unfortunate; his little home was
mortgaged and unless the debt could be re.
paid, the house would be sold over his head
Kathie heard, and did not hesitate an in
slant. Her boarded earnings went to pay
the debt.
1t was bad to be so cramped for little
money, and ones wedding-day 80 near Her
wardrobe was limited. She needed a nice
seal-brown cashmere dreadfully, and light
silk or two for evening wear. Aunt Gray
son told the truth-she would look shabby
in the grand rooms at Oakands, in the very
midst Of Charley's stately sisters
The tears came faster, and presently the
little pearl-handled knife, with which she
was ripping the seams, fell suddenly, and
cut great cash across the breast of the coat.
Kathie gave little shrek of dismay.
"rhere, now! I've spoiled the best of the
cloth; can't get my jacket outl What
shall dor"
Down went the bright young head, and
with her face buried in granpapa's old coat
kathie cried as If her heart would break.
Something rustled under her hands.
"Why, what's thisY Some of poor grand
papa's papers |"
She tore the lining loose, and there, be-
meath the wadding was package done up
in parchment, and tied up in red tape.
Kathie drew 1t forth. On one side was
written This package belongs to my
grand daughter Kathie"
"Why, what can it bc?" cried the young
girl, her fingers fluttering, as she tugged at
the tape.
At last the knot yielded, and she unfolded
the package. Folded coupon bonds--a good
dozen at least-and thick layer of crisp
bank notes. On the top, a little note. She
read IL:
MY dear grand daughter, here is your
marriage dowry-$10,O00. One day some
fine fellow will claim you for his wife.
You are treasure in yourself, but take this
from old grandpapa"
"Oh, grandpapa, you did not forget me p
sobbed Kathie.
A ring at the door startled her. She i'm
mediately looked out and saw her lover !;
gathering her treasure into the lap of her
apron, she rushed out 10 meet him.
"Oh, Charlie, come quick I've such won
derful news to tell you"
The young man followed her into the
drawing room, wondering what had hap
pened
She told him ALL
"My darling" said he, his voice thrilling
with tenderness, 81 am glad Of all this be-
cause you are glad. For my own part,
would rather have taken these darling little
hands without shilling in them. You need
no dowry, Kathie; you are crowned with
beauty, purity and goodness. In my eyes
you are always fresh and fair, and lovely, no
matter what you wear. love you for your
own sweet self, my darling"
Kathie let the folded coupons and bank
notes slip from her apron and fall 10 the
floor in rustling shower
"Oh, Charliew she whispered, leaning her
head against his shoulder, 81 am 80 gladw
"Glad Of what, Kathieg Grandpapa's
dowryT
"No; glad you love me for myself"
lie clasped her closely and at their feet
grandpapas marriage dowry lay unbecded.
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