The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1882-03-31

away to Brlxby Lodge, to ind that an
other and a severer seizure had proved
Immediately fatal.
Kate's grief was intense. Edgar must
have seemed strangely cold and distant
in the dark days before the funeral, for
he was compelled to keep down his SYM
pathy with an iron hand, and to breathe
coincidence in the most conventional OF
phrases. But for SO doing he felt NOR
ally sure that his VOW of personal silence
would have been irretrievably broken,
and he meant to conquer yet.
But In the course of time an odd ru-
NOR reached him. The old mans will
had been read, and Kate was not an
he1ress after ali. With chaos OF con-
dicting emotions surging within his
breast, Edgar called on Mr.. Trent end
learned the truth.
"The document is dated ten years
back, before Miss Gerrow came to live
with her uncle" said the solicitor.
"There is no doubt as to It's genuine
ness. Every one thought he had made
q later one-I did myself, but none can
be found beside this. / suppose he put
the business off, as SO many people do,
until it was too late. The property all
goes to wealthy Lancashire manufact-
urer."
Chow does Kate-Miss Gerrow take
it?"
AS quietly as you may guess. Some
girls would have been almost killed by
the disappointment, but not she. You
had better go up and see her. She is
1<4 L I'll Il,
barely enough to live upon, unless this
cousin does something for her-which
is doubtful"
Edgar took the advice, and went up to
the desolate great house the same after
noon. Some commonplaces passed, and
then that old, old story burst forth
which somehow always seems to me far
too sacred to be written out in detail on
any authors scribbling paper. Edgar
made full confession, and not in vain.
"The saddest experiences of my
youth, " he said, "came through mar
riage for money, and through misplaced
confidence. Very early 7 vowed that
that mistake should in no shape ever be
mine that nobody should ever throw
fortune-hunting of that kind in my teeth.
And yet with smile of infinite con-
tent-"I am not certain, Kate, after
all, whether love would not have beaten
me in the end"
81 hope So" the maiden answered,
shyly.
There was sale at Brixby Lodge,
and in due course one of the Lancashire
manufacturers sons, who had recently
married, came down and was installed
as his fathers representative.
Edgar Arnton had arranged that Kate
Gerrow should reside in London with
his sisters until such an interval had
passed as etiquette prescribed. At the
sale he was large purchaser, and poor,
as, by comparison, he had once styled
himself, the house he furnished was one
of the best in the village.
Wedding and honeymoon were both over
Edgar had just come in from his days
round ofvisits, and was standing with his
wife at the window, gazing out at the
fast-falling snowfakes that foreboded a
white Christmastide. Suddenly there
was crash behind that caused both to
look round. A Persian kitten gambol.
ing miSchievously on the top of an escm
toire, had knocked down the plaster fig
IRE Of an antique cup-bearer. The fra
| gile article of vertu was broken into a
dozen fragments, amid which a tiny
silver key revealed itself.
"That is where the key of uncle's
Japanese cabinet went to, then" said
Kate; " the hand and arm of the image
must have been hollow, and the key, once
put into the cup, slipped through into
the interior.
"Odd, certainly" answered Edgar
"let us try if it is the one."
He went out, and from the next room
fetched small inlaid cabinet of exquis.
tie workmanship. Hbe key fitted at
once.
81 was sure it would. knew it again
at first sight," said the lady. cit is
fortunate we waited and did not trouble
to force the box open that would inev-
itably have spoilt it. [ don't suppose
there is anything in the casket,
though"
"Oh, but there is p calculated Edgar,
as at that instant he poised up the deli
cate lid and caught sight Of tight little
roll of paper. Kate watched in silent
surprise; Edgar slowly undid the bun.
die, shrewd suspicion of what he had
found flashing upon him and making hi,
ordinarily firm, white fingers hot anC
bungling.
eft is your uncles real will, his last
and legal will, I should say rather, .
Edgar said with q gasp, found JUS
where he might have been expected tc
have placed it, and where searcher:
might equally have been expected tc
miss it. Quite wonder bought Che
cabinet !" And then he read slowly
till the full moment of the discovery haC
been realized by both brains, how land
and houses, and money snugly invested
| in consols, had been all devised, without
either reservation or qualification. tc
Mr.. Gerrow's beloved niece, Kate, "the
companion of his old age, and the faith
full guardian of his interests"
Husband and wife gave each other q
long, earnest look, which ended in mu
tpal smile and caress-
"Despite all precautions you have
married an heiress, then, Edgar" said
Kate, merrily 9" the pity of it is, it's
quite late in the day to disown her
now.
"As if could possibly wish to p
Mr.. Trent laughed likewise.
"All's well that ends we'll, be said.
He was speedily put in possession Of
the recovered document, acquainted Mr..
Mudbury with the circumstances, and
convinced the manufacturer how futile ii
would be to contest lis cousins claim.
In very brief space the Lancashir,
gentleman returned in disgust to his own
district. Brixby Lodge became the
residence of the Arntons and their
children.
Both husband and wife treasure the
once-lost key above its weight in gold.
But for its opportune disappearance two
loving souls might have remained apart.
To it Kate says she owes her husband,
and by it Edgar thinks truly that he
has both kept his vow Gin the spirit),
and won o wife with q fortune.
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A Violin from Wood That Grew Re-
fore Noah.
Henry P. Cain, violinist of some
note in Indiana, has recently come into
possession of violin made of wood that