The Penn's Grove record., 1884-07-05

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wouldn't listen to my advice. You are
sorry for 1t now, no doubt"
81 am not sorry. 1 would do the
same thing again tomorrow. ] am glad
L had the money to pay poor Georges
debt, and 1 don't care if l do look
shabby"
"Very we'll, 1 shall try not to care,
either. l shan't help you; | told you
that from the beginning; 1 can't afford
it, and, ever if 1 could, l should not
feel it my duty. You would be head
long and ~senseless; you must bear the
consequences. I'll give you some lace
for your neck and sleeves and you may
veal the garnet set of J~osephine's
II don't want the lace. I've some
that belonged to mamma, and l won't
yea J~osephine's garnets for anything. "
ooh, very well; don't snap my head
off, 1 beg; you needn't wear them.
Much thanks one gets for trying to as
sist you. You won't wear any hat,
either, 1 suppose; how about thatP"
Il have plenty of trimmings; | shall
trim that light felt 1 wore last winter. "
"And your jacket? Where's that to
come from, pray?"
Kathie's tears were gone; her brown
eyes flashed like stars.
81 intend to make myself a jacket of
grandfather's old coat" she replied.
Her aunt threw back her head and
laughed heartily.
"Grandfather's old coatl oh, that's
too goodl What would Mrs. Montague,
Of Oaklands, say to that2 Kathie,
child, what a goose you are"
Kathie threw aside her rufiles and
going to the clothes press, brought out
the old coat.
''The material is very fine, "she said,
land this rich, old fashioned fur will
cut into nice strips for trimming; l can
make a handsome jacket out of 1t, and
1 think" she added, softly, ~''grandpapa
would like me to have it, if he knew. ="
"Grandpapa, indeed" echoed Mrs.
Grayson.
81 should think you'd have but little
respect for his memory after the manner
he has treated you; neve leaving you a
penny after you nursed him and slaYed
for him a. you did"
II think he intended to leave me
something" said she. 81 know he did,
but he died so suddenly and there was
some mistake
sob, nonsensel 1 wouldn't give a
fig for good intensions. He had lots of
money; everybody knows that; it has
all gone to that scapegrace, Dugald,
and you haven't a shilling now for your
wedding dowry."
"Charlie won't mind that" said Ka-
THE, her cheeks blooming like a rose.
Won't he? Don't tell me, child.
Every one thought you would be old
Tom Rowland's heiress when you first
met. Ten to one he'd never have given
you a second thought if 1t wasn't for
that. Now that he's disappointed he's
too much of a man to back out, of
course, but he feels it all the same.
Don't tell me-"
Kathie uttered no word in answer.
She took the old coat and, crossing to
the window, sat down to rip it apart.
Her wedding day was drawing near and
there was no time to lose. Mrs. Gray
son settled herself on the lounge for her
afternoon nap; the big maltese cat pur-
red on the rug; the canary chrrped laz-
lily in his cage, and without above the
waving line of the wooded ridge, the
December sunset glowed.
Kathie began to rip the closely stitch
ed seams, her pretty, sad face looking
sad and downcast. Aunt Grayson's
world wise talk had put her out of
heart.
All her lite she had been such a brave,
sweet little soul. Left an orphan early.
she had lived with her grandfather and
made his last days bright.
"YCu're a dear child, Kathie; by and
by, when you think of being a bride,
IN give you a wedding dowry."
He had said 50 a dozen times, yet
after his sudden death n midwinteI
night, there was no mention of Kathie
found in the will and so everything
went to Dugald, the son of a second
marriage.
Kathie did not complain, but it cut
her to the heart to think that grandpa
had forgotten her. She tried not to be.
lieve it; there was some mistake.
And when Dugald sold out the old
homestead and went off to America,
she gathered up the souvenirs and took
care of them. The old fur-trimmed
overcoat was one.
Then, lodging at her aunts, she taught
the village children and saved up her
earnings for her marriage day, for
Charles Montague loved her and had
asked her to be his wife.