Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1882-08-16

What, Maggie, not gone to rest yet!
Well, [ have some one to say good-by to
me, then. am off for London"
Chow sudden! And how i'll you look,
Mr.. Hargrove! Where is Kathleen? I
did not hear you come home"
"YOur cousin is still in FARMLAND;
you had better not wait for her, she will
not be home yet. Oh, Maggie, little
Maggie, l have had cruel blow since [
left this house few hours agor"
And then, though he had not intended
it, he told her all, and Maggie-sweet,
unselfsh girl-sympathized with and
consoled him, and spoke such glowing
words of hope for the future, and OF
high aims in life, that Roland Hargrove
felt able to rise superior to his grief.
"God bless you, Maggie" he said
fervently, as he left her. eff ever ]
win name, or fame, or fortune, shall
owe it to you. I shall feel [ have one
true friend while you live"
Some hours afterward the proud, am
bilious beauty arrived at home mad with
rage and shame. Lord Carwardine mad
spoken Of Roland with highest com
in their circle, that they were engaged,
had commenced to congratulate her on
his success. when Kathleen hastily dis
claimed any but feelings of friendship
toward him.
81 am truly sorry for poor Mr.. Har-
grove, then; | feel certain he loves you,
and / hope to see you change your
mind" said Lord Carwardine.
Down went the fairy palace Kathleen
had built, and little later the ruin was
complete, for one of her partners, de-
lighted to spread what was not yet pub,
lie, informed her that Lord Carwardine
was to marry the Duke of st. Maurice's
eldest daughter next autumn.
You will see the lion of the season
tonight, Kathleen. All! by the way.
[ think you told me he was an old fame
of yours. Take my advice, and try and
fan it into life again. He is not married
yet, or was not at the close of the sea-
son; he has been abroad mostly since. u
So spoke Lady Burnett, who having
successfully married her own girls, was
trying to get husband for Kathleen,
now in her twenty seventh year.
For five years the naughty girl had
been wearing away youth and beauty in
their old ruined irish mansion; no at
tempt to recall Roland had been success
full. Maggie, tired at last of submitting
to her capricious temper, had left her
and taken q situation as a companion to
an old lady of rank and title, who soon
learned to appreciate her at her true
value.
Lord Carwardine had married the
dukes daughter, and Kathleen's life had
been utterly uneventful since.
This night Lady Burnett's fashiona-
BILE house was thronged with distin-
guished visitors, but Kathleen cared for
none; she was waiting with feverish
anxiety for her old discarded lover, now
Sir Roland Hargrove, the rising young
politician whose wonderful talent for di-
plomacy had been the means of keeping
his party IN Office, and had won for him
already baronetcy, beside the esteem
and confidence of his leaders.
He came at last, and Kathleen, as in a
dream, saw him again; but alb, what is
this? A lady shining in silks and costly
jewels is with him, and Lady Burnett,
OuU dl1S
as ever, is introducing them.
"Sir Roland and Lady Hargroye p
Kathleen looked up, and Lady Har-
grove took her hand, exclaiming:
kathleen, dear, / am so pleased to
see you again r.
"Maggie r. was Kathleen's exclama-
ton.
eyes, Miss Macdermott, your cousin
Maggie, now my dear and cherished
wife. You see we were all abroad to-
gether, and have stolen a march upon
society generally, not wishing to make a
show of ourselves. You will forgive and
not refuse to acknowledge us ?" he
added, with the odd winning smile Kath-
leen remembered so well.
She made some commonplace reply
and turned to listen to Maggie's animat-
ed conversation, sick at heart.
All through that London season she
had to see Maggie occupying the posi-
ton as leader of fashion which she had
SO coveted, and once, to increase the
bitter repentance, she overheard Maggie
say to her husband, when some thought
full act of his pleased her:
"You are too good to me, dear Rol-
and"
"Nay, my darling, you are wrong.
How can ever be good enough to the
darling little wife, whose patient, faith
full love was my comfort and hope
through years of trial and adversity?"