The Delaware ledger. (Newark, Del.) 1879-19??, 1886-05-22

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How transparent is mani Is it
any wonder that Mrs Dartburg felt,
as she took off her curls and teeth,
at half past twelve, that she had
done a good evenings work !
1t happened that the next day
Mr.. Truxton took it into his head to
go to st. Sebastaian's Hall, a select
clearinghouse "for boys under
twelve" to see his little son.
"Have you been to Saratoga, pa?"
loudly demanded Tommy Truxton.
"Jack and Billy Ormsby have got
sister at Saratoga"
And Jack and Billy, two apple
checked urchins of nine and ten,
chimed artlessly in:
"Did you see our Kate, sir p
"Who is your Kate ?" asked Mr..
Truxton, amused at their boy-ways.
"She's Miss Ormsby," said Bill,
"and she's companion to Old Cat
Dartburg."
"To-whom, did you say?" ask
ed the widower, somewhat puzzled.
"He means Mrs. Major Dart,
burg" explained Jack; "but he
calls her Old Cat, because she's so
cross to Kate. Kate wouldn't stay
there, only she needs the money to
keep us at school. But when me
and Bill get big enough to work, we
won't let the Old Cat torment her
any more"
"She boxes Kate's ears some
times" said Bill, resentfully, "and
once she pulled her hair. Kate cried
awfully. We went there last holi-
day to spend day, and the Old Cat
banged us round awful-she said
she hated boysl"
"That was cause Bill found her
false teeth in glass of water" said
Jack, "and l painted myself up out
of her dressing box, with rouge and
lily-white, to look like an Indian on
the war-pathl And she took her
curls off when she lay down for a
nap, and we played they was
scalp And Bill asked her why her
hair didn't grow on her head like
Kate's did n
"Mr. Truxton burst out laughing.
"You must have rendered your
self generally obnoxious !" he ex-
claimed.
He went back to Saratoga on the
evening train-and the first person
he saw, as he assembled the steps of
the Clarendon Hotel, was Mrs.
Major Dartburg, in a fresh toll
cite of white muslin and blue rib
bons. While Kate Ormsley sat just
behind her, with a book in her hand
on which her dark melancholy eyes
were fixed.
"Shc is beautiful" thought the
millionaire, but it was not the
widow that he was looking at.
The days sped blythe widow be-
lieved that every one was installing
her more firmly in Mr.. Truxton's
heart. While Kate-but Kate had
such a quiet way that nobody could
really have told how she was pass
ing her time.
One evening Mrs. Major Dartburg
came up to her room, rather "put
out" because Mr.. Truxton had Just
driven his magnificent four-in-hand
away from the door without asking
her to occupy the vacant seat beside
him.
"Kate !" she said, sharply. "Kate
Ormsby, what are you doing ? Por-
ing over book of poetry, again, as
I live; and that lace shawl not
draped over the white dress for the
evening!"
81 think there is still time
enough I" said Kate, quietly.
Don't contradict me !" cried the
widow in a passion, cor I'll dis
charge you on the spot. I've borne
with your temper long enough"
"In that case," said Kate, calmly,
1--WE shall both be suited, for l was
just about to notify you of my in
tention to leave your service"
"And starve in the cutters ?"
cried Mrs. Major Dartburg, spite
fully.
81 think not" said Kate with a
half smile lowering about her lips.
"What are you going to do,
them"
81 believe / shall he married
soon," said Kate, flushing scarlet in
the friendly twilight.
"My goodness gracious !" said
Mrs. Dartburg. "And what poor
fool would be crazy enough to
marry your
"Mr. Truxton!" Kate answered,
goaded to irankness by the widows
insulting tone. owe have been en-
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