Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1885-04-29
KATE Evsretr. Lover.

speak were no exception to the gen.
eral characteristics of their class, and
RiIly Sherwooi-handsome, black
Jed, cuTly-headed Billy-gss ss rude
nd noisy, as full OF fu1 and as ready
or all manner of mischief as any OF
mis- comrades.
Yoa would not have supposed that
there could be a particle of romance
il BIly's composition; You would never
have set him down as a victim OF the
tender passion. Yet, Billy was re-
marking to his especial chum. Sam
Hillard:
'sWeu, Sam, my sister is nice gal,
specially If a fellow wants button
sewed on. or anything, you know; and
vour sister Pattie can skate like a
Major. and beat me in a fair race.
But. I tell you, l think your cousin
Kate is the iollisst girl / ever saw
''Kate Everett" returned Sam.
"Pohl she cant come up to your SIS
ter Nell. not by long chalk. And.
besides. she's crOsser than two sticks!''
'Now, look here, Saml" cried Billy,
defiantly, don't you say word against
her, for l won't have itl'
.'What can You do2 can lick you
all to nothingi" was Same elegant re-
sponse; but, he prudently added: "But
won't. of course, if You think so much
OF her.
"You bet / dol" said Billy, pocketing
the chestnuts, and swinging his satchei
of books across his shoulder as the
soUpd of the ''first belI' summoned
them to school. Then, as he walked
along by the side of Sam, he contin-
ned: ''oam. if l tell you secret, Will
You promise not TO tell word of 1t
to anybody?'
81 promise; honor bright, asserted
Sam.
.'Wen. then, I'll tell you. When
I'm 2l (ahl that height of q boys
ambiuon) l am going to marry Kate
Everett, and Billy looked impresslvely
at Sam.
81 don't believe you will, said
Sam, incredulously. 81 read in The
Speaker that folks don't ever marry
their first loves" ."
well, I shall, ;" returned Billy, res
olutely. You'll see. i'm in love
with Katie Everett, and | shall marry
her lust as soon as I've been through
college"
"Perhaps she won't have you, sug-
gested Sam.
Billy was somewhat staggered at
this, but presently he exclaimed In
tone OF triumph.
"Well, If she wont, I'll go to India
aud get awful rich, and wear a red-and-
yellow can. and smoke a long, twisted
pipe, rs Uncle Edgar did, when he was
Disappointed in love-"
In bOyish parlsnce. that was a
"c.incher;" Sam could say no more.
He looked upon Billy as certain to
marry hIs cousin, OF, failing in that, TO
20 to India and come back with for
uue and a Hindoo servant.
We will suppose the curtain has
been drawn ten years; 1t rises again
on the brilliantly lighted parlor of a
mansion on Murray Hill, where are as
sembled the elite Of the great city.
Two young men stand near the
door. toward which one of them keeps
casting expectant glances.
Do you know them, reader?
Billy and SAM" you ask.
Billy, but not Sam. You might
find him II q happy Western home,
the mistress of which was once Nellie
Sherwood.
But this ine young man who keeps
looking toward the door, is Billy, or
rather Mr.. William Sherwood.
He is here as a guest at the house
OF a companion, college friend.
Suddenly his eyes grow bright, and
q smile of pleasure ereeps over his
handsome face as a young lady of Is
enters at the door.
And well may he smile, for love
lier creature never crossed that stately
threshold.
"Ah, there is Miss Everett" ex-
claimed Henry Bell ''Isn't she beau
tiful7"
Beautiful indeedP murmured Sher-
wood, almost unconsciously.
Very soon he was bending low be
fore Kate Everett-his first love. :"
"Ahl good evening, Mr.. Sherwood,
she said, pleasantly. Ut Is no longer
Billy and Kate, you see.)
Then, with a motion of her hand
toward the gentleman by her side,
she added. by way of introducing him:
'Mr. Armand Silvretto-Mr. Sher-
wood. Armand, MIR. Sherwood is one
of my oldest friends; We were play
mates in our CHILDHOOD"
Mr.. Silvretto bowed with elegant po-
liteness. A tall, fair man, with wavy
blonde hair and foreign-lookiHg beard.
William Sherwood returned his bow
as eoldly as civIlIty would permit.
She had called him Armand, and she
spoke to him in a low tone that made
Williams heart ache, for he yet loved
Kate Everett.
"Who is this stylish Armand Silv-
retto?" he asked of Henry Bell.
''Sllvretto? Oil he is the catch of
the season. And Miss Everett has
caught him."
''She is engaged to him?" ques-
toned Sherwood.
'Yes; fine thing, too, was the in
different response.
AhI Billy, do you contemplate going
to India?
Walking through a lonely street,
somewhat late in the evening, few
DAYS after the ball, William Sherwood
saw a sight that made him grlt his teeth.
A woman, alone and unprotected,
single woman dressed in plain, dark
garments. and closely velIed, was
being followed by a tall man, In whom
he recognized Armand Sllvretto.
he, too, followed the veiled lady,
Cfor a lady she plainly was)-followed
her that she might have protection if
It were needed. And it was needed.
He saw Siivretto oyertake the lady,
and laying his hand rudely on her
arm, accost her with some insolent
question.
The lady uttered low, sharp cry,
and William, springing upon Silvretto,
dashed him to the ground, crying:
"Rufianl take that for insulting
lady"
''Alr. Sherwood Oh, / am so gIadr'
"Katel-Miss Everettl" he cried, as
tonished.
'-Miss Eyeretii' echoed SilvrettO,
who had regained his feet, and now
came forward, covered with confusion.
"Ohl 1 beg-I-l-assure you it was
all"
"How dare you address me?" eriel
Kate, with blazing eyes. "If ever |
see your face again you shall be pun
Ished as you deserve.