Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1882-06-15

1t was bad to be so cramped for a
little money, and ones wedding-day 80
near. Her wardrobe was limited and
sadly needed replenishing. Aunt Gray
son told the truth; she would look shah
by in the grand rooms at Oakland, in the
midst of Charles stately sisters! The
tears came faster, and presently the
sharp pearl-handled knife, with which
she was ripping the seams, slipped sud-
denly, and cut cash right across the
breast of thee Kathie gave shrek
of dismay
There, now, I've spoiled the best of
the cloth; 1 can't get a jacket from the
much-abused old coat. What shall l do ?
Down went the bright young head, and
with her face buried in grandpa's old
coat, Kathie cried as if her heart would
break.
Mrs. Grayson sneered on the lounge,
the Maltese cat purred before the
hearth, the canary twlttered, and out
above the wintry hills the sunset fires
glowed in golden glory. Her cry out,
Kathie raised her head, dried her eyes
and went on with her ripping, when
something rustled under her hands.
why, what's thisY Some of grandpa's
papersT
She tore the lining loose, and there,
beneath the wadding was a package
done up i'll parchment. and tied with
red tape and addressed in clear hand
to herself! Kathie drew it forth. One
side was marked: This package be-
longs to my granddaughter, Kathie.'
why. what can it be?' cried Kathie,
her fingers fluttering as she tugged at
the tape. AT last the knot yielded,
and she unfolded the package. Folded
coupon bonds-a round dozen at least
and thick layer of crisp bank notes.
On the top little note. She read it.
MY dear little granddaughter, here is
your marriage dover. Two thousand
pounds. One day some fine fellow
none other trust-will claim you for
his wife. You are a treasure in your
self, but take this from old grandpapa
as slight remembrance for all your
care and kindness to him.
oh, grandpapa, then you did not for
get mel sobbed Kathie. A ring at the
door at that moment startled her. She
looked out and saw her lever. Gather
ing her treasures into the lap of her
ruffled apron, she rushed out to meet
him.
oh, Charlie, come in quick; I've
some wonderful news to tell YOU" The
young man followed her into the draw
ing-rOom, wondering what had hap
pened.
Obi Charlie!' she cried breathlessly,
holding up her apron, her eyes shining,
her cheeks aglow; see here, l am a
rich girl after ALL I've found my mar
riage dover. A minute ago l was cry
ing because l was so poor, and had
nothing to give you with me. l had
to give poor George all my money, and
I've only one silk; and had to trim my
old hat oy or, and auntie laughed at me
so, and said you would feel ashamed of
me. l was cutting up grandpapa's old
overcoat to make a jacket, and found
this; only see, two thousand pounds!
Oh, Charliel Pm so glad for your sake.
The young man bent down and kissed
the sweet, tremulous mouth with a
full, glowing heart as he said: My
darling, his voice thrilling with ten
derness, Il am glad of all this because
you are glad. For my own part, l
would rather have these dear little
hands without shilling in them. You
need no dowry, Kathie, in my eyes you
are always fresh and fair and lovely,
no matter what you wear. 1 love you
for your own sweet self, rich or poor
Kathle let the folded coupons and
bank notes slip from her apron and fall
to the floor in a rustling shower. oh,
Charliep she whispered, leaning her
head against his shoulder, Il am so
glad
Glad of what Kathie-grandpapa's
dowryY
No, glad you love me for myself.
The marriage proved to be happy
one not only to the party directly con-
cerned, but equally to Mrs. Montague
of Oaklands,' and her proud, stylish
daughters. The money given to Kathie's
brother proved to be the making of
him. He recovered his lost ground,
and in few years he had accumulated
handsome property, repaid his sister
all that he owed, though against her
wishes, and showed to her how fortu-
nate was the result of her liberality.-
ED.
Salt for the Throat.