Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1892-02-02


was stipulated between the parents
of both that the two should be mar
ried when they were old enough.
He was sent to school on the Conti-
nent. where he stayed until he had
attained his majority. He then wrote
home, declining to renew the attach
ment of his boyhood, or to carry out
the stipulations. Indeed, so emphatic
was he, that one or two sentences
were unkind, because uncalled for.
He stared at the letter in dazed
way.
How did Miss Conover get hold of
it2'' he asked himself. And what
was her object in redirecting it to
meP She promised to give me her de-
"I've solved the mystery" i" he NUT
tered. Kate Conover is Rose Rails
ton. She is a little hirt, and fancies
she has got even with me. 5i
He closed his conjectures with an
expression which was near profanity.
Aunt Rachel" he said, when he
had re1oined his aunt, "do you know
that Miss Oonover is Rose Ralston?"
Impossibler' exclaimed Mrs.
Cameron.
But aunt, she Is"
Olo she say so5
No. Do you think her coming
here was-was-planned?"
why, no, Brice. It came about
by accident, She didn't know you
were here or that I am your aunt"
you are sure of thatl'
"of course am. What does she
say in the letter2''
1t isn't from her."
90 TNhI TUt,o
Why did she masquerade here un-
Why should she masquerade any
whereof
My dear boy. I can't answer
not convinced that she did,"
Well, it doesn't matter much, any
how" Rutherford retoined, which
was a bold falsehood, for he knew
that 1t mattered good deal to. him.
A year later found Kate Conover
standing in a grove in the Yellow
stone Pnrk. She was looking down Il
long vista of charming scenery, her
face bronzed, her form plump and the
blue in her eyes deeper and sweeter
than ever.
She heard footsteps behind her, and
on turning around beheld handsome
un-browned tourist. A second, aud
her fnce grew very red, for tho man
was Brice Rutherford. She had pun
ished him to be sure; but she had
also punished herself.
he relieved her OF her enlbarrass-
ment by offering his hand with easy
gracefulness.
"1'll now take your answer" he
said.
"What answer2" she asked, with
renewed bushes.
"This is September" he reminded.
"OhH calculated she. $50 it is,
but 1 named last September. left
you my answer"
"But there wasn't anything in 1t
for mo, or else was too stupid to SEQ
it. 1t may have implied -
+" Yes, it implied" she interrupted
with charming little laugh.
oh, bother that idiotic letter."
Brice cried.
And your stumpy, romping,
freckled-faced tomboy sweetheart,
Rose RnlstoD," added she; quoting
from the letter.
II meant nothing by It, and I'm
sorry wrote it." replied Brice, get
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not foresee that I'd afterward meet
Rose Ralston in Kate Conover. and
fall in love with her. You have two
names, and you should not be pune
tilious about assuming third. Mine
Is at your service. Please giye me the
answer you promised"
well, Brice," she said, her blue
eyes dancing with fun, 81 am not
able torecall the question with much
distinctness. If you will repeat itin
the same attitude, with the same
fervor and with the same wild, wait
ing look in your eyes, perhaps I may
be able -
"Oh, 1 couldn't, interrupted Brice.
laughing. Zone such effort In a life
time is enough. haven't yet re-
covered the energy which expended
on that occasion. You intend to ac-
cept me, but you are too-too-modes
to say so. 1 will not insist. you
know" .5 40
"Oh, thank you," she replied. "It
is a--a great relief to me" 1lh }
And, as they were married before
the close of the year, 1t Is presumed
that they reached an understanding at
last-Boston Globe.
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