Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1881-02-10


to be his wife.
The rector had early taken fancy to
the intelligent lad and had devoted many
hours to the improvement of his mind.
Harry Amory was consequently better ed
ucated than most of his class. His good
friend had not stopped at this, but had re-
commended him to the squire, who, find
ing him useful, had employed him in MANY
ways. He was often called upon TO per-
form the duties of the steward, who was
old and intirm. No direct promises had
been made by the squire, but still enough
had been said to lead Harry to suppose that
upon the death of the old man he should
I'LL his office. All in the village looked for
ward to his then asking katy obe his wife,
and installing her as mistress of the stew
ards lodge.
$50, Amory, / have to congratulate you
on your rise in life, " said Churchill. L" Well,
my good fellow, make haste and find wife
to keep you company in your pretty cot
tage. Shouldn't mind living there myself,
anG fancy know one who would be glad
to go with me, y and he nodded toward the
Homestead farm. "kate Langley is not
so far amiss-eh, Amory? and deuced fond
of your humble servant. Well, ta-ta; shall
be glad to hear just such another has taken
fancy TO you"
''The heartless coquettel So this is the
FOOLS game she has been playing with mel"
exclaimed the irate lover. $50 that is q
fellow she prefers to me, who has loved her
80 Iongl Let him have her, | say; but
won't stop here 10 witness their cOurtship.
So this is the end of all my hopesl just as
my desire IS accomplished and can, offer
her home, am baked OF my greatest
treasure l will be off to the squire and let
HIM know have changed my mind about
accepting the steward office. Ned Glover
will be glad enough to have it, 80 | will be
dong no harm. So goodbye, Kate Lang
ley!' he cried as he waved his hand toward
his Homestead, ''May you be happy with
your new-found loverl"
'Katy, child, what is this l heart Giles,
the plowman, has just brought the news
that Harry Amory has thrown up his new
situation and is gone to London! Wonder
if the lad is mad2 But what is the matter
with the lass2 Here, Martha! hurry! Why,
the child has faintedl'
Katy nau not tainted; she was keenly
alive to her sorrow. So Harry had taken
her hasty words in earnest, and was gone
forever, perhaps. Should she never see
him againl er& E
Taking the weeping girl in his arms, her
| fond father soon learned the particulars of
| the lovers quarrel. He saw his child was
to blame, but could not understand Harry e
not attempting 10 see her again. lie did
| not know or his letting with Frank
Churchill, and the wrong impression thai
had been made on him.
Poor, poor Katy She was indeed Sc
verely punished for her petulance.
Three years passed away, and she only
heard that Harry was in merchant s office
In London, and doing well. All this time
he had never once visited MS native place.
| she hated Frank Churchill SO thoroughly
for being connected with her quarrel with
Harry that even he could not mistake her
sentiment toward him.
| He soon ceased to notice her. and often
remarked to his female admirers that ''Katy
Langley was getting decidedly plain"
Katy passed her time chiefly in attending
to her old father. She seldom joined her
companions in any of the village gayeties,
and was entirely changed from the hasty,
| coauettish beauty who had smitten so many
| hearts. Many were the offers she had, even
now, but she turned deaf ear to them all,
vowing within to remain true to her love
] for Harry.
"Katy, there's to be a grand cricket
match next week; SO get your tinery ready,
child, and we will both go to see it," said
Farmer Langley. 81 was good hand al
a bat in my young days, but | hear they
have some new-fangled mode of bowling,
which | should like TO see." 4 p: - B..
Katy remembered, with sigh, that
Harry had been the best bowler in the vii.
lage, but she. quickly smothered it, anc
promised to be ready.
Very levely she looked on the Saturday
afternoon when she went with her father
to the cricket-feld. Her complexion was
still as purely white and her cheeks as rosy
as when, three years ago, she had parted
from Harry. But now, added to this, was
more sensibiity-more heart in the express
sion of her face, and her soft, blue eyes,
though bright as ever, were more often cast
down. Not a word had her father said as
to who was expected to join the crlcketers.
Harry Amory, after SO long an absence,
had come Oh visit TO an aunt in the neigh
boring town. His old comrades of the
cricket club had soon looked up their bes
bowler, and upon his play they chiefly de-
pended to beat their antagonists.
"Ah, AmoryI glad to see you againl'
The voice was Frank Churchilps. "Jus
married, you know, and spending few
weeks with the old man before settling il
London. Deuced slow hole, this, to pass
ones days in. Got the old fellow to advance
me enough money to purchase practice
You know my wife, / think? Will go anC
bring her to speak to you"
''Ah, Harry how are you, my lad? GlaC
to see you again! How long do you Intend
to stop among usG But | must not keeI
you,' said Farmer Langley, ''for there's
the umpire calling you to play. Shall see
you again presently"
Harry's party were very nearly disap-
pointed of their victory. He played sc
recklessly al first that the Ainsworth Clut
was delighted. All at once he seemed tC
brace himself for the struggle, and one after
the other threw down their bats to make
room for others, till the match was gainec
at single inning, with forty runs to spare
''Gloriously done, Amory," said Church
i'll. "See your hand has not forgot its Gun
ming. But come, my wife is in yonder tent
and wishes to congratulate you. here sh(