The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1891-02-19
KATE FREEHART'S HERO.

ing business IN the lower part or New
York city. He had fortune. a beney-
olcnt disposition and daughter Kate.
The latter was IS years old, pretty
and romantic She had arrived at
that agc when beau was necessary
for happiness.
One day Kate sat in her fathers
private office. She had come down
town IN the family carriage, like Il
dutiful daughter, to accompany him
home, and was waiting for him writ
ing Il letter.
Now. Kate" said her father as he
stuck the postage stamp on the letter,
eve are ready"
just then the Office boy obtruded his
head through the door.
"A gentleman wants to see you,
sir, " he said. Something very par
ticuIar, he says ii IS"
Mr.. Freehart glanced ut his watch.
1t was near the dinner hour, and it
was part of his religion TO be punctual
to the minute at his meals
Tell him | have but Il moment to
spare. said the merchant, .and show
him i'm
The boy bobbed out, but almost i'm
mediately bobbed in again. At his
heels was Il well-dressed, good-looking
young man, who carried his hat re-
spectfully in his hand, and Il look of
retiring mOdeStv on his face.
DO | address Mr. Freehart?" he
asked.
That is my name. " replied the mer-
chant. What can | do for yOu?'
Il that Al n l. -
And the nice young mans tone was
regretful.
Mr.. Freehart gazed closely in his
face, and then announced his inability
to recall his features.
1t is natural that YOU shouldn't |
suppose" said the caller. My name
is Robert Caldwell. Ten years ago you
lent me 81 to start me as Il newsboy.
Don't you remember that?"
The merchant thought it over. No;
he couldn't recall the circumstance.
1t had doubtless slipped his memory.
''Well, sir continued Robert, 'those
81 were the making of me. | worked
lard, saved my money, and am now Il
successful merchant in Boston. | can
count my money now, and | do not
say it boaslfully, by the tens of thou
sands-all the result of your gener-
osiiy."
Here the young man orasped the
merchants hand, and the merchant
Eeamed patronizingly upon the young
man, while Kate looked adpIiringly on
from the corner.
II am glad to hear of your success"
said Mr.. Ereehart after II pause, land
that the seed that | sowcd grew such
bountilul harvest"
but lhere is one thing ! wish to
say" and here Robert paused in an
embarrassed way, "that | trust you
will not miSconstrue. | do not wish
to wound Your feelings but ! request
to be allowed to pay the 81. 1t was
loan, YOU know, and ! should feel
much better ii You would take it
merely for the sake of principle in-
volved. You umderStaud.'
At first the merchant emphatically
refused but Robert urged The point so
delicatcly, yet SO forcibly, that he re-
Tented.
Il have nothing smaller than this,
unfortunately, and Robert laid down
upon the desk $50 bank note
The merchant called the boy, and
sent him out 10 the cashier for the
change, but that individual had gone
home.
Never mind" said Mr.. Freehart;
Il think | have some small notes in
| my pockct-book.
Taking out Il capacious and fat
pocket-book. he counted out S4S,
handed them to Robert, and put the
$50 bill in their place.
Then there was moro Misunderstanding,
| more utterauce of thanks and the
young man went out.
Kate had been a silent witness of
| this scene, and what did she think of
il? She thought Robert Caldwell the
handsomest. most noble-looking fellow
she had ever seen. She wondered if
he was married and felt vexed with
! her father because he did not ask. All
! the way home in the carriage. at dim
uer. and during the evening, she
! thought of nothing else.
| That night she dreamt a dream.
+ which ran rs follows: A visit to a
! friend took her To Boston. There,
! while at Il theater, she saw Robert Cad
1 well. He was the joint occupant of a
! box with 4 beautiful creature. the lat
ter gorgeous in apparel and luscious
! in form and feature. Jealousy at once
( seized the heart of the smitteu Kate,
/ and she became the victim of blighted
/ hopes. Subsequently she met him at
| a ball-was introduced-his arm held
| her close to his shirt-frout in the waltz
lie whispered honeyed words of adj
miration and fattery in her willing
! earS-but the beautiful woman at the
| theater. Ahai what of her? More
| jealousy. Robert begged to be allowed
/ to call-he was allowed to call-the
beautiful creature turned out to he his
! sister--mutual love of melodramatic
sort Gnsued. The course of true love
| ran ike oil. All was kisses and hap
! pinesS. \ grand wedding followed. in
which Robert Caldwell aud Kate Free