St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-05-21
Base Ball.
AT ROSTON.

FOR HIS MOTHERS SAKE.
The Romantic Story OF my Love and
Marriage.
Unmarried at 22-I was rich, entirely my
own mistress, and considered more than
pretty, and still, in spite of many oppor-
tunities to change my condition, l was
rapidly drifting Oh toward old-maidenhOod;
no wonder people called me hard to please.
I had admirers and suitors in plenty;
where is the heiress who has not? And two
men loved me.
I saw 1.-TWO men, There were many
who made pretensions, and of whose sin
cerity have no means to judge, but these
two I can answer for myself, and l know
they loved me.
Never were two people more unlike each
other, in looks, in taste, disposition, tenn
per, everything.
Even their respective circumstances and
position in life offered striking contrast.
George Redeem was wealthy and infiuen-
tial banker, 40 years of age, grave, quiet,
and reserved in manner, and with an indis-
putable and enviable position in society-a
man against whom no breath of reprOach or
blame had ever stirred; while Robert Dene
my Robert, whom loved-was compare
lively poor, having only his salary as conf
Dental clerk in the Redfern bank tout OF
which he supported widowed mother) and
was one of those merry, cheerful, light
hearted fellows who perhaps
from their love of company and pleasure
get the name of being wild" without de-
serving it. Certain it is that Robert mer-
tied no word of evil, though there was a
time when it looked otherwise.
Mrs. Dene had been my dead mothers
friend. Naturally often went to visit her.
She was a great invalid, and hardly ever
went out, except for an occasional quiet
drive with her devoted son, who idolized
her; so much so that l grew positively
jealous.
For Robert and understood each other,
as lovers will. He was very sensitive and
high-minded. I thought, at first, that be-
cause was an heiress he would never
sneak the love knew he felt and which I
longed to hear; but the welcome declara-
ton came at last
And had Mr. Redfern to thank for it. I
met him at Mrs. Dene's cottage one even
ing when he stopped to speak to Robert on
some business, having CHANGED to see him
in the garden as he was riding past.
I was at the window, leaning out and he
saw me. knew afterwards that that was
the reason he astoniShed Robert by accept
ing his invitation to come in.
He was very quiet, retiring man, going
little into society, and bearing the reputa-
ton of a confirmed old bachelor, but after
that evening he oh anged.
T seemed to meet him everywhere. He
made the acquaintance of people whom l
visited. He took to going to balls, theaters
operas: and when [ had met him a good
MANY times, he requested permission to call
on me.
Robert heard of it, and grew jealous.
One evening he came to me, his dear hand
some face looking gloomy and sad enough.
eve have been friends for years." he
said. s'and I believe you like me well
enough to grant me favor. 1 love you
Kate. That's no news to you, isit Well,
T never should have told you so-never
should have asked you to become my wife,
because YOU are rich and am poor; but,
dear Kate, can't stand quietly by and see
another take what / have tried to win; so
want YOU to tell me truly if you intend to
marry Redeem, and if it's yes / shall go
out of the country, and stay out until can
get over it,"
Oh, the happy girl was when heard
him! The precious words had longed for
were spoken at last. He might have seen
the low in my face. I felt my cheeks burn,
and my eyes grow bright with happiness;
but he kept his face turned gloomily away.
So stole up to him, half shy, half bold,
all joyful, and slipped my hands about his
arms.
sAnd can you get over it, do you
think?" asked demurely.
He looked at me then and disengaged his
arm He thought was trifiing with his
pain and was veXed at me.
s.This is no jest to me, Miss Craven,
whatever it may be to you" he said, quite
sharply. 81 did not expect you would
make it one. Yes" very coldly, 81 am not
a love-sick fool. l do suppose / shall get
over it,"
l looked at him reproachfully. felt the
tears spring to my eyes at his words and
tone.
ssYou don't love me as l love you, then
Robert,o said, softly; ''for if you go away
and leave me so, Pm afraid never shall
get over it,"
''Oh, my darlingn'
How quickly his face frightened as he
caught my hand!
ssYou say that. Kate? You mean it?
You don't love Redfern-you wont marry
him?n
81 love you," answered, as mis- dear
arms clasped me close; land you only will
L marry"
And so we were engaged. And Robert
drove me over to the cottage, there and
then, to tell his mother.
.sShe will be so pleased" he said. 81
believe that she suspected my feelings. But
I would not contide them to her, lest the
fear of disappointment and pain to me
should distress her."
How he loved ner! A little jealous pang
shot through my foolish heart
ST fear you love her BEST" said, impul-
sively.
s.Mv darling,' he said, half chidingly,
tone does not measure or compare such
sacred loves; each and both is dearest
But nv mother suffers from an affection of
the heart Any anxiety or pain must in
lure her, and sudden shockwould kill"
And then it was first understood rightly
his devoted care of her, care in which,
from that hour, shared.
Next day Mr.. Redfern proposed to me-
My heart, in spite of its own happiness
ached for the bitter pain he showed when
told him was already engaged.
81 had set my every hope on YOU. 1
cannot give you up!' he cried, with an in
tensity of passion that startled me. s'Oh,
child, have mercy on me! Think again
give me time. l am richer than you think:
if you are ambitious"
/ interrupted him,
E 81 am not; | have wealth enough, and
covet only happiness. l shall marry Robert
Dene, the man l love-"
His face was white as death.
s'You shall not marry himp' he said with