South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1880-09-17


You're dear child, Kathie; by
and-by, when you think of being a
bride, L will give you marriage dow
ry.'
He had said so dozen times, vet.
after his sudden death, one mid-winter
night, there was no mention of Kath-
;e found in his will, and everything
went to Dugald, the son OF second
marriage.
Kathio did not complain but it
cut her to the heart TO think grandpa
had forgotten her. She tried not to
believe it; there was some mistake.
And when Dugald sold out the old
homestead and went OF, she gathered
up all tho souvenirs and took care Of
them. The old fur-trimmed overcoat
was one.
Then, lodging at her aunt's she
taught the village children, and saved
up her earnings for her marriage day.
for Charles Montague loved her and
had asked her to be bis wife.
The wedding day was appointed.
and she was beginning, with futter
ing heart to think about making her
purchases, when her brother George
fell Ill; and worse, fell into trouble.
He WAS rather q thriftlcss man, and
had been unfortunate; his little home
was mortgaged; and, unless the debt
could be repaid, the house would be
sold over his head, Kathie heard, and
did not hesitate an instant. Her
boarded earnings went to pay the
debt.
1t was bad to be so cramped for a
little money, and ones wedding day
SO near. Her wardrobe was limited
She needed nice scal-brown cash
mere drcadi'ully, and a light silk or
two for evening wear. Aunt Gray
son told the truth--she would look
shabby IN the grand rooms at Oak
lands, in the very midst of Charley's
stately sisters.
The tears came faster, and present
ly the little pearl-handlcd knife. with
which she was ripping the seams, fell
suddenly, and cut great dash across
the breast of the coat.
Kathie gavo little sf;iek of dis
may.
There, now I've spoiled the best
OF the cloth, | can't get my jacket
out! What shall I DO p
Down went the bright young head.
and with her face buried in grandpa's
old coat, Kathie cried Us if her heart
would break,
Something rustled under her hands.
way, what's this Some of poor
Grandpapa's papers!'
She tore the lining, and there. be.
meath the wadding, was n package
done up in aparchment, and tied with
red tape
Kathie drew it forth. On one side
was written: This package belongs
TO my granddaughter Kathie.'
Why, what can it be p cried the
young girl, her fingers futtering as
she tu&ged at the tape.
At last The knot Welded. andsh I'm
folded tie package. Folded coupon
bonds--a good dozen at least-and- a
thick layer Of crisp bani; notes, and on
the TOP, liltle note. She read it:
My dear little granddaughter. this
- your marriage dowry-SI0,00O.-
One day some tine fellow will claim
you fof his vile. You are a treasure
in yourself, bat take this from old
grandpapa.'
On, @randpapa, You did not forgot
mcp so5bei kathie.
a ring at the door started her. She
Immediately looked ont and saw her
lover; gathering her treasure into The
zap OF her ruiaod apron, she rushed
out 10 meet him.
On, Charlie, come quick I've such
wonderful news TO tell you.
The young man followed her into
the drawing room, wondering what
had happened
She told him all.
MY darling said he. his voice
thrilling with tenderness, Il am clad
OF all this because YOU arc clad. For
my own part, I would rather have
taken these darling hands without
IN them. You need no dow
~, ka'hio; You are crowned with
beauty, and purity, and goodness. In
my eyes you are always fresh and fair.
ana lovely, 30 matter what You wear
/ love you toryour own sweet self, my
darling
katnie let the folded coupons and
bank notes slip from her apron and
tall 70 the floor in q rustline shower.
'Oh, Charliep she whispered, lean
ing her head against his shoulder. 4
am 30 glad 2
clad ofwhat, Kathic? Grandpata's
dowTy Z
NO, glad YOU love mo for mysclf'
lie clasped her closely. and Mt their
,ect grAndpa'sm1miago dovry las un-
needed
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