Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1890-09-17

II liked him so much," she sobbed
out. 'Oh, did like him so much-and,
now But the idea Of his daring to tell
me that he loved me! I'll go homo to-
morrow
And the picnic by the mountain
spring, whereat Mr.. Daggett was to be
instructed in the mysteries Of Madran-
clos recipe for salad-dressing, never
came to pass.
The old housekeeper in the Fifth
avenue mansion stared when she opened
the door to Miss Blessington, who had
driven up to the front steps in q CALI
piled high with luggage, in the purple
dusk of the summer evening.
us my uncle ut homo, Priscilla?"
"Well, Miss Kate" stammered the
astonished old lady, ''he just amt, ane
that's fact!''
'Gone to his club?'
mo, Miss Kate, not ezackly."
''Where is he then?"
Didn't you git his letter, miss?"
questioned the old woman.
81 have got no letter. He isn't sick?"
mo, miss, but he's married!'
''Married?'
Miss Blessington sat down in the big
hall-chair.
MY uncle? And to whom?
ITO Miss Nina Grey!"
nina Grey!' gasped Kate. "Pris-
ella, you must be dreaming. She's
younger than am"
II amt, miss, no more'n yourself.
He sailed for Europe on Saturday, with
his bride. Dear me, here's the letter now,
in the rack. I s'posed it had been
mailed a week ago."
A cold. clear, cutting letter in which
Mr.. Orlando Blessington expressed his
conviction that in rearing and educat-
ing his niece he had done all that
could possibly be expected of him.
That he had inst been married to pretty,
little Nina Grey, his partners young
est daughter, and that hereafter he
hoped that Kate would find it conven-
lent to shift for herself. as Nina pre-
fer-ed no divided rule in the Fifth av-
enue mansion. 49,. a>'~
Poor Kate! -. -
Once, twice, she read the letter over
OOAOAO 0AO AOuAO AOAoOAA oOAO Au4Ay w.
comprehend its cold, cruel meaning;
and then, with her eyes. blinded with
tears, she turned to Priscilla.
II may stay here tonight, l sup
pose?" she said with q culver in her
voice.
''As long as you please, Miss Kate!'
cried the old woman.
NO." she returned more firmly; this
is no longer my home. Only-only /
have nowhere else to 60, just yet, and
all this seems so sudden
Mrs. Daggett could hardly believe her
eyes, the next week, when Miss Bless
ingtoa came back to the old farmhouse
among the Berkshire hills.
"You are surprised to see me-" said
Kate, with faint smile. "But-but
things have altered with mo. My uncle
has married girl younger than myself,
and turned me in civil sort of way,
to be sure-out of doors. / have got to
work for my living now. And there are
SO few things, short of genteel starva-
ton, that a woman can do! So l
CHANGED to remember what you said
about a school-teacher being needed at
the Hadden Cross Roads public-school,
where nobody liked to go, because it was
such an unhea]thful location, and the
scholars all so rough and stupid. But
beggars mustn't be choosers, and l
thought that perhaps Charley-Mr. Dag
gett-could see the trus tees for me, in
day or two"
certainly" said Mrs. Daggett "And
you're kindly welcome, Miss Blessing
ton, back to the old FARM
But Kate cried herself to sleep that
first night in the sweet old room, where
the sweet-brier bushes sent up so subtle
a fragrance, and the walls were papered
with blue-and-white stripes.
$50 you are back, Miss Blessington"'
said Charley, when he met her, the
next day.
Eyes, am back"
'And you want to go to teaching9"
"Yes."
"But once heard you say you detest-
ed school teaching"
$50 do"
''Then why do you teach?" sr.* p.
Because confessed Kate, crimson
ing, 'there is no alternative" -. >..-
''You would rather. teach school than to
be farmers wife?"
II haven't said sol" said Kato, biting
her lip ''And it's very wicked of you,
charley-Mr: Daggett, l mean-to taunt
me so.'' -
Z 'sKatev'
"Well-Charley% 1885, ...*
. will you be. q farmers wife, asoao?"
u ''Of course will belt you ask me?"
y because there is no other alterna-
tive%' III ay 8, @s:ry". IS
'No--because love you, Charleyl"
So they were married; and Kate has
been heard todeclare that the kindest
Office Uncle Blessington ever did her
was to send her back to the peaceful old
Daggett homestead.
"''For," she says, "a farmers is the
most independent life in the world
next to that Of = farmers wife."-Jans
A. Lewis, in n. Y. Ledger.