Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1889-07-10

over her face she passed within the
coach.
He gave one long, lingering look al
TIE retreating cab, then turning with .
sigh and stepping into the railroad sta.
lion, close at hand, he bought a tlcker
for home.
Sis was aow Sis no more, for that
name grating harshly on Guys aristo
cratic ears, was peremptorily changed
| by him to the mora refined maine OF
| Ceclly, and Ceciiy she would remain
during the rest of her earthly existence.
Life TO her was all changed now, and
IL seemed so new ana strange, she could
hardly realize her good fortune, she
almost expected it 10 be bright happy
dream, from which she would have
some rude awakening and find herself
still in the wretched novel down by the
river, with Jack Maloney and his sister
Peggy; but the awakening did not
| come, and as the Years rolled on she
grew accustomed to her new name and
the station to which she had risen,
] thanking heaven for its kindness to her,
ana praying she might not disgrace her
! husbands name when they met.
Meantime Guy was at home irving
| his best to break the news OF his mar
riage to his mother, but succeeding
| miserably IN the attempt, and as time
| flew by on magic wings he grew to
dread it more and more, then finally
| decided not to tell her at all but wait
until the mysterious hand of fate should
point hIm way out of the difficulty.
lie grew almost frantic, for the time
Was drawing near when he must 90 for
Cecily and bring her home. At last a
most unexpected event occurred which
aided him a little to escape from his
trouble, and he lost no time in embrac-
ing 1t.
One morning as he sat reading in the
grand old library with the golden sun
light streaming through the long French
window across the velvet carpet at his
feet, his mother entered with an open
letter in her fingers, and gliding noise
lesSly across the room seating herself by
the window opposite Guy, she said, and
at her first utterance lie threw his book
on the table and turned toward her:
''Well, mother" as he looked first at
the letter and then at her. Il have
news, Guy" she said, ''Good news, L
think, at least, 10 you, and this letter
is the bearer"
''Ahi from whom may it be, mother?
1t looks like a lady's writing from
here, " and he tilted back his chair look
ing attentiyely at her.
a:>1 sn IT. Is from a lady, Guy.
From Miss Katherine iSis-sg.Sn''
He started and his face grew slightly
pale at the mention of that name.
skate Kingsdonl' he repeated in an
unsteady Voice. ''How is she and
where?''
\ ''She Is on her way from Europe
now,' answered Mrs. Cromwell with
faint smile.
"She was to have sailed last Monday,
if nothing prevented, and L expect she
sill reach hsre in very short time"
sHerel" exclaimed Guy. You
dealt mean she Is coming hare, do you,
mother?"
THAT is just what 1 mean" ar
swered Mrs. Cromwell, decidedly. "Are
you not glad, Guy? You would have
been once.'
''OhI certainly Kate and were
always the best OF friends,' replied
Guy, in anything but a delighted tone.
Il hoped once" said Mrs. Crom well,
you might have been more than
friends, but for some reason l was sadly
disappointed. However, / hope my
dreams may yet be realized.
'.Neyerr' cried Guy. kate Kings
don can never be my wife,
He bowed his head on his hand,
while his thoughts SCARED away to his
daTk-eyed wife at school, and he imag-
ined what a scene there would be when
his mother heard Of his choice.
y cold smile curled his lip, and he
slowly raised his head TO meet the proud
grey eyes of his mother fixed intently
upon him.
Guy" she said, as she came slowly
up to him, there IS something preying
upon your mind, my SON. Tell me what
it is, If you are in trouble"
o, If he could have told her then, a
great load would have been lifted from
his breast, but his heart sank within
him and he felt he could not be the
cause of humiliating that proud grey
head, so he only said: Don't worry
about me, mother, was never happier
in my lIfe''
She gazed at him moment as though
IN doubt, then turned slowly to the
door, and as she was about to close it
behind her she said: "Well, L hope
when Kate comes we may be able to
make it pleasant for her while she le-
mains with u.s."
Il assure you ] will do all in my
power" replied Guy, resuming his
book.
a few days later Miss Kate Kingston
arrived.
y tall, lovely blonde, with a fair
charming face, from which shone pretty
sweet, blue eyes, fringed with long,
golden lashes, and with her she brought
10 Guy Cromwell's memory, scenes of
long ago, scenes that were not alto
gether pleasant to remember but which,
nevertheless. came crowding back upon
him from the past, when he met her,
that day in the wide dark hall at the
''Oaks, - for the first time in years. She
had loved him once with a girlish, ar
dent love. and he had reciprocated her
affection, at least she thought so, but
Tor some unaccountable reason, they
had parted and she had gone across the
sea. Now they had met again, but, as
her hand lay clasped in his and he stood
and smiled pleasant welcome into her
lovely upturned face, greeting her in
low spoken accents, not a pang of re-
greet crossed his heart. Not so with
Kate Kingston, he had not faded out
from her heart as effectually as she had
departed from his.
Ali no. There still lurked behind
her calm exterior a deep love for this
man, who stood before her, but with a
mighty effort she controlled the fierce
throbbing of her heart, and gave him
back without a blush the same bright
smile, and answered his greeting In the
same low voice.
Mrs Cromwell standing in the back
ground. smiling at the two, came
slowly forward with hands outStretched
and clasped Kate Kingston in warm,
| fervent embrace.
WELCOMED Welcomed back again,
my child" she said, rs she released her
from her clasp, and they walked arm