The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1889-01-05
MARRIED FOR MONEY.

Katy"
The expression of keen disappoint-
ment that fluttered across the pretty
face of Kate Talbot was noticed not
only by her father but by the hand
some Rossmere Wylie, who accom-
panied him in his journey from the
Post-Ohce.
Kate" said Mr.. Talbot as he dis
mounted from his horse, somehow
I don't believe in this cavalier of
yours. Out of sight out of mind,
you know; and it may be possible
that in the attractions of a fashion
able watering-place he has forgotten
the little wild-fower of the Welding
ton hills"
"Never, papa! You and Rossmere
were always unjustly preiudiced
against him."
Rossmere Wylie looked at her with
grave earnestness. Suppose for an
instant Henry Gaynor was false? He
sternly checked the upspringing throb
of his heart. Was it for him to build
q palace of happiness on the wreck OF
Kate Talbot's first love?
Nevertheless the suspicion of Gay
nor's faithtulness was firm, and he
determined to visit the watering
place and survey the field.
"Have you heard who arrived this
morning, Gaynor?"
Col. Medford's hand, laid lightly
on Henry Gaynor's shoulder, arrested
that gentleman in the midst of an
afternoon promenade.
"No; any one worth cultivating?"
"Miss Montressor, the heiress.
There's a chance for you ifyou want
a rich wife,"
Henry Gaynor's handsome eyes
sparkled.
Can you introduce me?"
"No, haven't the honor of a per-
sonal acquaintance, but Wylie can
Rossmere Wylie, you know. He's a
cousin or something and-there she
is now"
"What! that fat little dowdy con-
Germ? Thought she was a beauty"
$50 she is from q. financial point of
view?"
"But she's forty if she's day, and
I'll wager her teeth are false"
every possibly, but think of her
wealth and don't be hyporcritical.
You had better consider the mat
ter"
Gaynor did consider the matter,
and that evening succeeded in OBJ
tanning the desired introduction, and
began to devote his attentions as
siduously to her.
And Rossmere Wylie watched the
I curious developments of the little life
drama that was being enacted under
his eyes with contemptuous indigna-
ton.
ga heartless scoundrelP' he
thought.
Kate will be well rid of him. And
yet, poor girl, she did believe in him.
Well, this is a strange world we live
in. If a man steal five-pound note
he is sent to prison; if he steals a
woman's heart. to fling it away when
he is tired of the plaything, he's a
hero! Bon voyage, Mr.. Henry Gay
nor. shall certainly not interfere
in any of your nice little arrange
ments."
| August was gone and over; the
golden orb of the full September
moon was looking calmly into the
curtained recess of the huge bay-win-
dow where Mr.. Henry Gaynor had
gone gracefully down on his knees to
Miss Emily Montressor, after the
most approved and romantic fashion,
and asked her to be his wife.
But, Henry" faltered the fair one,
"Iam so muck older than YOU"
ga year or 80, perhaps, darling;
but what does that signify to hearts
that are congenial?"
"And then my niece will think it SO
ridiculous; she has Away opposed
the idea of my marrying"
"My Emily should not sacrifice the
happiness Of her lifetime to the inter.
ested motives of Others" he urged,
emphatically. "You will be mine,
Emily?"
"Ah, Henry you are so winning! ]
don't know what answer to give you.
"Say Yes darling"
| And Miss Montressor said, eyes. y
"But I really am afraid to let my
niece know; I'm sure she will oppose
it."
"My love will spare her the oppor
tunity; we will go quietly to the
church some morning and be mar
ried."
"Oh, Henry!"
emily, my darling, am aware
that this is not q common proceed
ing, but then you know that our love
is not common love-"
IL know it," faltered Miss Mon
tressor, turning huge emerald ring
rou1d and round on her dumpy little
finger; "Snd-if you insist upol