The Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1877-1885, 1881-07-30
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der viii bep By George, but Miss Kate
queens it WE'LL What perfect little
beauty she is! Whewi how hot il isl''
he wiped the perspiration from his
heated brow.
81 begin TO understand how the orig
inal Adam must have felt when COM
manded to earn his bread by the sweat
of bis brow. There. the wistaria is tied
up. Faith, mum.n he said, as Kate re-
appeared, 81 was iist comm to see
whatever else there was to be did,,
s.How nice you'v made things look!''
cried Katie. as she glanced at the roses
and wistaria. ssBut it's warm work.
isn't FTP Adams your name, ] believe.
1 am GLAD. afraoly, ITO make your &C
quaintance, Adam"
.sFaith. mum, but it is that same as
you say replied Adam, drawing his
straw hat further down over his eyes,
still more to hide his face.
''Well, Adam, train up this hedge,
and then you may CO. she answered,
and then swept away.
Several days went by. The pretend
ed Adam never failed to be on hand in
the afternoon. But in the morning
Harold Carleton, in his own proper
person, had fishing. boating and picnic
excursions, most of which Katie at
tended; for By this time the squire's
wife had called, bringing her son, and
of course, after that. Katie was includ-
ed in everything that went on.
Katie, too, learned to like Harold
Carleton very much, for no one more
genial or whole-souled ever existed
He was generous to fault, frank and
open-hearted as the day, and had out
grown the conceit and coxcombery of
his youth.
One morning, when Katie went into
the garden unexpectedly, she found
Adam tanning himself with his straw
hat, which was usually drawn SO close
| ly over his eyes, and she caught quick
| glance that reminded her of Harold.
But it was only for a moment.
| He had not seen her, nor did he see
| her when she quietly seated herself in
| vine-covered summer-house, and took
| out some pretty, graceful work with
| which she soon became quite absorbed.
The long, drewsy.. afternoon was wear
ing away. Nothing but the tinkle of
| the little brook back of the rectory, the
| sound of the scythe which Adam was
| welding, and the murmur of the bees,
| broke the silence of the place. Sud-
| denly Katie's ear was arrested by a
clear, manly voice, singing bar from
| fav orite opera, in rich, ringing
| tenor.
| She started to her feet and looked
out. Only last evening she had sung,
with Harold Carleton, that very song,
and this surely was his voice again.
But no one was in sight except Adam,
who was industriously hoeiug peas. The
truth was, Harold, ignorant of Katie's
presence, had forgotten himself; but
he was now furious at his indiscretion,
L L. Kotio ND l. hot
called her out.
..Adam. has Mr.. Carleton been hereP''
she asked. 81 thought heard him,
just now"
'.No. mum. it's not yet that l didn't
say him. said the apparently stolid
| Irishman.
''I was sure it was his voice. said
Katie. looking just triie disap-
pointed.
He would cross-examine Katie lit
tie, and thus discover her real feeling
toward himself So he asked, careless
ly, though his whole heart was in her
answer:
did yees wish to say him, missP
For it's mesilf us will be afther sinding
the likes of him TO yees?"
'sNo,'' said Katie, decidedly. stop
talking, and 60 to work. am afraid
you are getting Lazy and Katie walk
ed off with her most queenly step.
s.Whewr' whistled Harold. She's
too bright to be caught in that way
Thinks Adam will tell on her. Getting
lazy. am IP Well, it isn't because /
don't work hard enough" with dole
full gaze at his blistercd hands, as he
set vigorously to work, adding. "Even
as Adam, must win the good opinion
of my Eve
The next afternoon Katie went to
call on friend. and Harold discon-
tentedly watched her departure. 1t was
SO pleasant to know that she was in the
summer-house or about the grounds
that he did not like to have her 60
away.
He did not notice her return, nor
that she came to the arbor soon after.
But when he had finished his last order
he threw himself down on messy seat,
and tossing his wig off. began tanning
himself vigorously with his straw hat.
- 81 can't wear that confounded wig
any longer!'' he exclaimed. Its color
even is enough to set me on fire. Now
bring back that wig. What if your
mistress should come? Must / chase
after that dog this scorching day?"
Beppo, Katie's dog, had run off with
the wig, rs the reader has conjectured,
and on chase being given to him, rush
ed to the summer-house and laid the
wig at his MISTRESS feet.
''Why, Beppo, what have you thereP'
she cried. st looks like the scalp O
old Adam. [ wonder it,
Aud she broke into fit of ringing
laughter IS she met the astonisheG
Harold face to face.
''Mr- Carletonr'
''Miss Katiei''
Then, unable to resist it, he also
broke into q hearty laugh.
20, SO you're not ADAM" said Katie,
demurely, at last.
mo, but I viii be if you'll only be
my Ever he cried, with touch OF his
old boyish impudence. 80, Katiel Miss
Kent, darling, I've learned to love you
80 dearly-say you will. Well make
another paradise where we can be hap
Ply together, and shan't be obliged to
work so hard" breaking into laughter
as he saw Katie's roguish look, aud
wiped his dripping forehead.
Every well,n said Katie, II II think
OF it. But you must remember that it
was not a woman who made trouble in
the garden this time.n And she adj
ded, archly. '.But I'll forgive you for
deceiving me. if you will forgive me
for-for-''
''For what?'' asked Harold. as she