Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1885-09-24
HOW KATE WON A NATE.

IHah lHat-anu was
very pretty.
But she did not remain long at the
hotel She brought letters OF recon-
mendation to the rector of our parish
and was soon admitted as a member
OF hrs family. shewas an orpban with.
out brother or sister. She pos
sessed property enough to sun
port her IN an humble way, until
she could turn her hand to some
profitable and pleasant employment.
Toward the end OF July the rector's
nephew, Arthur Grafton, came on q
visit. He had graduated at COLLEGE
studied law and had been admitted to
the bar, and now, before commencing
practice, he had come to the mountain
village for recreation. He was "a
years OF age, tall, strong, and robust,
the very picture OF manly health.
Certainly Arthur Grafton had never
before met a woman to him like this
woman. How bright and Joyous were
the days, how sweet and ENJOYABLE
We're theevenings! Arthur resolved that
he would know his fate. He looked
the matter squarely in the face, and
made his calculations. In September
he was TO enter his office in New York
and Influential friends had promised
to assist him in business. He knew
he should succeed. Within a wear he
would be able to support wife. II
Kate would have him andwait ayear
he would work with will. Hewould
speak before another night shut in
upon him.
Before that night came Arthur and
Kate in their rambling met Charles
Dabney, of New York. Dabney had
been Arthnr's classmate in college.
Kate , hand trembled on her compaf,-
ions arm, and as he advanced to
speak with hts friend she turned away
and waitedfor himuntilhecame back
"Dear old Charlie!" he said. 1--WE
were chums in college. Unjust run over
to the hotel and see him after tea."
After tea Arthur went over to the
hotel as he had promised A brief in
terchange OF fraternaI greetings, and
then Dabncy burst forth:
Look here, old fellow, how in the
name OF wonder did you manage to
get the heiress under wing?"
THE heiress?" repeated Arthurwon-
deringly.
"Aye-Nliss Cornelissen-the lady
you were with this afternoon. She
didn't recognize me, though am sure
she knew me"
Miss Cornelissen!" echoed our hero.
"What do you mean, Charlie? You
have mistaken the person, The lady
you saw in my company tASs after
noon was Miss Kate Burbank, OF New
York, an orphan whom friends com
mended to my uncle, the rector"
Charles Dabney drew long breath,
and then whistled
Forgive me, Arty. Perhaps I've
putlny foot in it; hut it can't be help
ed now. | will tell you the truth and
Won may govern yourself accordingly.
1t may be well that you should be
on your guard Her mothers maiden
name was Burbank, Miss Kate
Burbank Cornelissen was the lady |
saw upon your arm. Her father was
Hendrick Cornelissen, the old East
India trader aud ship7owner, who died
four years ago; leaving his only child
heiress to three r,illions. A year ago
she came into hdl possession, and she
has He'd to this secluded nook to es-
cape the sycOphants and noodles that
beset her on every hand. | under
stand now.
Arthur Grafton returned to the rec
tory m a daze. He knew that Dabney
had told him the truth. On the fol-
lowing morning, as Katie looked out
from her chamber window, she saw
Arthur walking in the garden. His
step was slow and dragging, his head
was bent, and his hands were folded
behind him. Certainly he looked lar
from happy. When she came down
into the little sitting-roOm where the
piano was she found the rector and his
wife there, looking strangely uncOm-
Portable and perplexed. =.
Something has happened-we don't
know what" said MIR. Edgarton, IN
answer to her earnest Questioning.
Arthur is going back TO New York at
once--he says to-day"
But | thought he was to stay until
September" IA, a
so he had planned, but something
has changed him"
A great weight sank upon Rates
heart and a choking was III her throat
She turned away and thought. Ar
thur had discovered her secret and was
afraid of her. But, had she gained his
heart? And, il so, should she lose him?
Should she, without one struggle, sur
render the only promise OF JOY, true
and pure, that had entered her lille
since her father dledy
Arthur Grafton, standing beneath
dropping elm, himself also droop-
ING. felt light touch upon ms
arm. He turned and looked into the
sweet. earnest face of the beautiful be-
ing who had been occupying all ms
thoughts. 49,
arthur. your uncle tells me that
Won think OF leaving us She spoke
with acalmness that cost hera mighty
effort.
Eyes" he answered in voice that
sounded hollow and distant.
She stood back and looked at nm
with prayerful earnestness.
arthur, willyou answer a rev ques-
tions truly and franklyY'
Yes
"If you had not met Charles Daoney
Yesterday, the thought OF leaving US
today would not have entered your
mindg' 81.
Hchesitated and considered, surely
Il would be honorable TO answer with
the simple truth,
at would not, he said.
Charles Dabney told you who my
father wasg"
s'Yes,"
"And that my family name was Cor
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