Western sentinel. [volume] (Winston [i.e. Winston-Salem], N.C.) 1856-1886, 1881-05-05
WINSTON, N. c., THURSDAY MAY & 1881

coming close to him and putting
her little plump hand to his shout
der, be good humored once again
and put away all these disagreeable
suspicious tor"
Thanks, once more. Perhaps
had better take my leave, since,
in addition to ty-anny, ! have be-
come disagreeable."
He rose, and Kate for once, fair
ly driven beyond he bounds of pa.
tience, Gid not oppose his depart.
ure. :.
She had let Harold depart with
out a word to restrain him.
Mr.. Grenfell's own meditations,
as he walked -homeward, were not
of the most exhilerating descrip-
ton. He liked to torment Kate,
it was a sort of earnest of the
power to be held over her, in his
opinion, but yet he wanted to see
the arrow rankle. Anythidg like
calm Indifference on her. part de-
teated' all his intentions. And
yet, impossible as it may seem to
those of pleasanter and more Sc
rene temperament, Harold Gren-
fell loved Kate Throne dearly and
truly.
But I'll find means to bring
down her pride and teach her a
lesson yet,' be thought vindicately.
She shall not defy me in that
cool oft-l,and sort of manner
with out repenting it,
And when three days afterwards
he called to take Kate out for a
drive, he was greatly incensed by
seeing Lone. Wilson in the
drawing room helping Dora,
his youngest sister-in-law that was
to be, wind worsted, while Kate
sat by, evidently enjoying their
conversation.
He froze into naughty rigidity at
once, but Kate, provokingly good
humored, took notice of his coil
| ncss. =
Well, the day of the wedding
came, and Kate Thorne, like all
other brides, looked bewitchingly
pretty in her white dress and veil.
with just enough color to make Eer
cheeks look like blush roses. 1t
was to be home wedding, and the
guests already. thronged the parlors
Of Aunt Penelope's spacious old
fashioned house.
kate Kate it is five minutes
to twelve = whispered Aunt Pen
putting her head into the boudoir
where bride and bridesmaids, like
rose and rosebuds on a stem, await
ed the stroke Of the eventful hour
which, in this special case, happen
ed to bo 12 O'Clock - Hasn't ht
come yet 2
By way of answer to the ole
lady's rather nervously put ques-
ton, a servent entered at that in.
slant with note.
For Miss Kate she said.
And Kate tore it open witt
flushed cheeks, as she recognized
the handwriting of Harold Gren
fell on the superscription
my dear Kate it read briefly
since you have studied my wishe
so little during the past week, yo
, can scarcely expect me to make
special point of your convenience
l I have business that renders it Dc
l sira5le for ma to leave town th
3 morning to be absent two or thre
: days. l am sorry to defeat you
arrangements, but, perhaps, til
salntary lesson may not be throw
away, and l have long though
u that you needed time for refectio
before entering on the eolem
ties of marriage.
Yours very truly,
H. GRENFELL.'
It Lionel Wilson, leaning again
: the carved marcle standards of Il
y chimney place, watched the vary
II ing color on Katie's cheeks, as 81
1t pernsed the billet.
it tWhat is it, Kate % he ask
ut earnestly.
k She handed him the notc with
little smile.
e, your services will scarcely
It. required as groomsmaa to-day
go she said. sRead that
te He read it, the scarlet dy OF a
Id ger mounting to his cheek.
IN Kate,' he said, svou will 7
- ,uarry this mah nowa'
he Never = she muttered in a CO
vulsive tone.
% e Dear Kate, the guests have
= arrived, the minister is here.
= = have the ring in my pocket
married to-day, Kate, and let
on be the bridegroom. 1 have los
,ar you long aud more tenderly by b
an score of years, than this superc