Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1889-02-27

Two years before Kate had been in
| the graduating class of fashionable
school, and she was the brightest, mer-
riest one of the lot of merry girls. At
| this time there had entered the school
as teacher in Latin Prof. Talbot, young,
talented and ambitious, seeking a place
in school circles that he deserved by
reason of scholarly attachments and
earnest endeavor. Placed among a lot
OF girls he conducted himself towards
all as their courteous, pleasant instruct
or, but farther than that he would not
go to the disappointment of few OF
his pupils, who would have preferred
to have varied the dull routine of les
sons by mild filtration WITH the good
looking young professor. His determi-
nation to avoid their interested chances
was strengthened when he caught Kate
Lancaster's roguish eyes fixed upon
him, full of laughter and understanding
of his predicament. He would do any
thing but excite sensible girls ridi-
cule of himself by carrying on foolish
| Irritation with her companions. Final
| ly he did himself so much credit In bis
impartlality to all that he aroused the
admiration and respect of all the girls,
the more that they could not allure him.
Kate wondered at his calmness and her
ridicule turned into respect, her respect
into real liking, and alas before she
realized it, her liking into love. II
Kate had only known it, these gradual
turnings would have treasured her as to
the genuineness of her love and so
saved herself the pain of the following
two years.
One day she discovered her secret.
| Prof. Talbot was explaining a passage
in Virgil, when, turning leaf, his hand
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| the desk. They did not change posi-
tons, and Kate, while listening to his
easy translation, idly wondered at the
| pleasurable sensation there was in the
| touch of that hand. At the same in
slant the professor looked up their
eyes met, and deep wave of color
swept over both their young faces. She
found the explanation she sought in his
eyes. ''Je tame, je t'aime," he muir
INJURED, passionately, and the hand Just
touching hers trembled slightly. Her
own eyes dropped, and, with a hasty
Thank you," she picked up her book
aud fec
And he. for the second that her form
sped down the aisle, be followed her
with a happy look in his eyes, exult-
ant, tender, joyous. Then he recollect-
ed himself, his position as teacher, hers
as wealthy pupil, and realized that it
was but a fair dream that was passing in
his mind.
When Kate reached home that night
she knelt down by her bed to think it
all out. There was confused sense of
love and pain in her heart She loved
him-he loved her. that was plain, but
her mother, who was so ambitious for
her, how could she pain her dear mother?
However, she would tell her all and
abide by her decision, and rushing down
to her, she did confess her little tale of
love and sorrow. for already her reason
told her it could not be.
Mrs. Lancaster loved her daughter.
but pride dominated in her heart.
How could she surrender her bright.
handsome girl 10 a penniless school
teacher, man she did not know?
Kate" she said gently, 'as mother
and daughter we understand each 9TH
er. You know how much pride l have
In you, and hope for your future, and
that this marriage reasonably cannot
take place. According to your own
statement the affair has not yet gone far
enough to merit a recognition. Put it
out ofyour mind as far as possible, nv
daughter; think OF it only as passing
fancy; you are too young for love, and
remember always your future as the
two weeks till your graduation. Then l
will take you to Europe for a while, and
you will forget what is uppermost in
your thoughts in the change of scene"
Kate respected her mothers opinion,
and her pride and Judgment showed
her the truth Of the words. So it came
about that Kate and her mother passed
nearly two years on the lakes of Swift
erland, coming home at last only to
meet fate again in valentine.
She was glad, oh, so glad She recog-
nlzed the uselessness now of trying to
subdue her feelings. When Kate told her
mother OF 1t all that evening she sighed,
but rebelled no longer.
SIT is your happiness I am seeking
first of all, my Kate" she said tender
ly;" but oh, l hoped you had gotten over
that unfortunate attachment. So he
loves you still. poor fellow I don't
blame him for that. When Bobby goes
to school tomorrow I'll send note to
Mr.. Talbot"
1t was not the servant who opened
the door to Oliver Talbot the evening
he called by appointment. It was Kate
radiant, joyous, with the love-light in
her eyes. He looked at her, be-
wlldered, unable to realize his happy
situation, for the note had only in
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to see him that evening.
Kate, is it possible !! Is it well with
US? Do you love me yet, my darling ~
He never knew quite how he got in
the Lancaster parlor, nor could he ever
clearly recall the next few minutes that
passed. Finally he recollected himself
enough to. ask after her mother II
thought it was Mrs. Lancaster / was to
see probably about some of Bobby's
lessons, [ never dreamed of meeting
you in this way"
Mamma commissioned me to meet
you instead of herself. She is not equal
to seeing you yet, though she is quite
willing you should pay me attention
1t must be so for year Or people
will talk about a courtship at school or
some such nonsense. You know the
reason [ Was so distant and awkward
those last few days was that mamma
objected"
eyes, Kate, I realized the moment
you had left re that it might never be.
1 knew your mothers pride and your
own ambition, and never dared hope
you would give way to the feelings of
your heart, as you have done. When I
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