Daily Republican., 1886-07-16

worthy OF notice. he became white with
anger.
He would listen to no explanations
though with tears in her lovely darl
eyes she entreaied him to hear her. AL
that latent eternness In his nature ~
serted Itself then, and she might a,
well have addressed her pray ers and
pleadings to wall of adamant
At last her own pride was completely
aroused. and she had turned upon him
with an angry passion, which almos,
took his breath away.
"You have insulted me beyond en-
durance-vronged me past . II pardon"
she cried, her splendid dark eyes fash
ing fire, hsr clear voice vibrating with
the intense soSrn aud fury which thrill
ed every nerve; land from this hour ]
am no wife OF yours. am going "a
leave your home at once, and IL " i'll be
useless TO ever seek to force mo back.
Hencefor,h repudiate your ella i'm
upon mo. But this / know-thAt you
will live to repent this hour from the
very bottom Of your soul"
.She had left him. In the anger oil
the moment he had let her 20; and
when later, booming thoroughly aware
OF the mistake he had made, and OF
Kate's truth and oonstAncy and I'M
swsrvine love for himself, he had tried
every means in his power to find her
all bad proved Of no avail.
On what particular spot of the globt
che was 1t this time she-her rspentAnt
husbond-had not the most remote con.
ception.
She might be with her parents again
but he did not know how to communi
cate with them. She had told him &c
little about them-merely that they
were good, honest people Who, thinking
1t for her good, had tried to fotce her
into distaAteful marriage.
This had led to q ssrious family quar-
rel, and Kate had left her homo I'd fol.
low her long cherished dreams Of study.
ing art In the defiant city.
He was sure she had never informed
them of her marriage before she left
him; still she might be with them now,
or-iooking up with q shudder at the
bad, black night sky, whore wind and
whirling snow were holding high car.
nival- might be ous somewhere ex.
posed to the cruel mercies of . night
like this.
While he stood thus, his back 10 the
hrelit room and his face toward the
wild scene without, voice full OF anx
iety and terror pll upon his car:
~ couldD't on after Miss Kate,
Sir" the man was saying, his teeth
chsttering with cold. "When we'd
got Almost half way there, old Jake
took sick and laid right down In the
harness, and couldn't get b m to
bulge only when he took the notion. 1
kuowed II went on to the station, Miss
Kate'd freeze to death, If 1 tried to
bring her home with that crittor sup
posin' me and Jake did kick the bucket
before We got there. And now, sir,
what's to be done? l got poor old JAKE
home the best way l could, and II
Black Hawk wasn't 80 skittish-- %
"Bnt Black Hawk is skittish, An.
drew" interposed the old gentleman,
tremulously. "He would never keep
to the road in such q storm, you know.
There's no use taking him."
And the invalid leaned back defect.
eddy against the cushions of his chair,
while tears of grief trickled down his
pale, furrowed cheeks.
Allan Caithwood had stepped back
into the room, and the sight of the old
mans tears thrilled his heart with
pity.
"Take my horse" he said impplsive.
Iy. "He'll keep the road, think; at
all events we must try to get your
daughter home in safety. How far is it
to the station"
Two miles," said Andrew, looking
curiously al the stranger, who came to
the rescue with an air Of such quietd de-
termination.
He'll make it," returned Allan,
calmly. "Go quickly and get him
hitched up, and see that he is warmly
covered. Hurry, there's not a moment
to lose. will go with you" he added
firmly.
A very few moments later, we'll
warmed and thoroughly wrapped up
from head to foot, the two men started
out together. Thsy took turns driving,
and walking or running beside the
sleigh, for the double purpose Of light
ening the poor horses burden and Keep
ing themselves warm.
They had traversed the greater part
OF the distance when Andrew, who was
on foot, stumbled over some dark OBJ
ject lying huddled up almost in the
center OF the road.
He instantly called q halt and knelt
down upon the ground beside it,
GOOD graoiousr he cried out, in hor
ri fed amazement, rs be held lantern
close to the snowy ground. SIT 1t ain t
Miss Katel And froze to death, do
believe"
Before the words were out Of his
mouth, Allan Caithwood stood beside
him, and one glimpse OF that white, up
turned, senseless face froze his own
soul with horror.
tf4o6 phoveIb ha a;aoul q tod hoo rsa
ly, gathering the rigid figure franti-
cally to his breast. sit is K&te-my
own wife-my darling! But I have
found her too late. She is dead she Is
deadI"
MAY be not, SIR" said Andrew,
whose senses had not wholly deserted
him, though he was overwhelmed with
surprise. "Ws'll bring her round, I'm
thinking. Here, try to get some of this
between her lips" and he produced o.
flask Of good old brandy, which he said
had kept him from freezing many o.
time.
What q ride home that was!
Andrew guided the horse, while
Caishwood devoted every moment,
every thought to the precious burden In
his arms. And that terrible, DEATH
dealing blizzard, almost like some
fierce human thing, fighting their pro-
gress step by step.
Yet, ut last, they did reach home, and
after patient efforts, Kate was COM
pletely restored to life, and-what she
had little dreamed of-love.
1t was happy household, after all,
that sat in tho coy parlor late that
night and listened to the 8 hrieb ing |
wind outside.
"How did l come to be out there in
the snow?" echoed Kate, IN answer to
her husbands question. Why, II
waited and waited for Andrew, who|
Il il mt nnrna that haI. tho la