Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1886-11-11
Mchansuwn Frederick County, Maryland Thursday Nov H. 1885.

new lover carried the field and won the
prize almost without an effort.
l never knew that cousin Kate and
he had been acquainted until | want to
introduce them to each other; and then
she told Inc, with heightened color,
that they had met before.
1t was odd, I thought, that she should
not have mentioned it, for she had been
with us now some time, and we talked
much OF my engagement.
'rhere was nothing to tell y she
said, quietly. "Poor papa taught Ian
guagcs, as you know, and MIR. Ransom
was one of his pupils tor time. Of
course | sometimes met him. | did
not suppose there would be anything
interesting to you in learning this
1t is not as if you We're in love with
him"
l felt my face flush red.
Il am in love with him." cried, in
dignantly, and believing my own words
"Do you suppose that would marry
him else?'
Kate said no more. She had always
been rather silent and sad ever since
she came us was natural so soon after
poor uncle death; she became paler
and more sorrowful than eyer now,
thought but that was natural, too
poor cousin. If she contrasted hel
lonely, bereaved life with nine.
For | had everything-home, father
friends---a splendid lover, of whom
was fond and proud; youth and some
beauty and a large fortune--while
what had she:
Friends, certainly, and home with
us; and youth and beauty far superior
to mine, but she was poor and lonely
and very sal-so sad that my heart
ached for her.
"Iou shall be my chief bridesmaid,
said l. trying to cheer her, "and you
shall 60 with us to Europe, if you will
Who knows but | may find you rich
husband there, and may be rs happy az
L."
Il could not, could not she said
with a curious catching of her breath
ard a sudden pallor. "WouId yol
have bridesmaid in mourning: I an
in mourning for all lovc-for all
love-and shall be till | dle..
There was an accent of despair in
her voice, and tears sprung in heI
eyes
| took her hand, but she drew i
away with a shudder.
Il am not so blest as you,' she said
You had another lover who loved yo,
we'll; you are happy woman. wouI'
not 90 with YOU for the wide world i
| should cause YOU to share my sorrow
perhaps which God torbid.'
wonll be glad to share it, if by 81
doing could comfort you," | said
warmly. And so would Philip, toe
You don't know kindly he thinks o
YOU, Kate. Dear cousin Il stole N,
arms around her-"lon' t be 50 sad
Some day some one will love you, per
haps, as he loves me-
She looked up quickly into my face
you make quite sure he loves YOU
she SAID, bitterly.
"Quite sure I answered. rathe
startled. "If doubted it | would no
marry him for all the world"
And then YOU would lose the for
tune she said, as if to herself-ther
with a shuddering sigh: "Ah, well /
must be so. You are IL lucky girl, an
a good girl too. God give You happl
ness both of YOU Then she drew IN
to her suddenl y and kissed me. "Don'
speak of this, even to me again, deal
|, too, loved once, more than you love
with all my soul, and poverty parte
us. Your happiness reminds me of m
misery, which | was learning to forget.
After that she kept out of our VA,
more and more, and |, pltying and re
spcc,ing her sorrow, humored her,
spoke of her secret to none, except ono
to Philip; it seemed natural to contid
in him, he thought SO kindly of her.
"She has loved unhapply,," l tol
him "Her poverty was to blame, an
parted her from one whom she love
very dearly. | wish [ knew who
was | would find some way to hel
them and make her happy
70 my surprise he caught my han
and pressed it to his lips with the mos
unequal ardor, for he was not an eli
thusiastc lover, and saw that he wa