Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1892-07-14

cried Kate, her blue eyes glittering
her damask cheek laid softly agains
the callow nestlings.
i thought you would like to SCI
them,' said Charley. And then, all in
second. he took both her hands, bird
nest and all, in his, swayed by sudden
burst Of impulse.
Kate cried he, L love you! Oh
my dearest, you must have known il
long ago.
But she pulled her hands indignant
ly away from him.
'How dare you speak so to me, Mr.
Daggett?' Said she. And the next in
stant she was gone.
Charley Dagge;t looked after her with
panied and bewildered face, like one
who has received mortal wound. Was
it, then, possible that he had been sc
fatally mistaken ? That all this time
Kate Blessington had been amusing
herself at his expense?
"TryIng to break n country heart,
For past,me. ere she went to town."
While up in her room Kate Blessing.
ton burst into passion of tears, wheth.
er of passion or pleasure, she could
hardly tell.
Il like him ST. 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! III go home to.
morrow
And the picnic at the mountain
spring, wLereat Mr.. Daggett was to be
instructed into the mysteries of Mad
ranello's recipe for salad dressing never
came to pass.
The old housekeerer in the Fifth
avenue mansion started when she
opened the door to Miss Blessington,
who had driven up to the front step in
Il cab, piled high with luggage. IN the
purple dusk of the summer evening.
is my uncle at home, Priscilla?'
well, Miss Kate, stammered the
astonished old lady, he just amt and
that's a fact!
Gone to his club?'
No, Miss Kate, not exactly.
Where is he then?'
Didn't you get his letter, Miss p
questioned the old woman.
4 have got no letter. lie isn't sick?'
No, Miss, but he's married.
Married.'
Miss Blessington sat down IN the big
hall chair.
MY uncle, and to whom:
To Miss Nina Greyr
Nina Grey !! gasped Kate Priscilla
'ou must be dreaming. She's Younger
han | am
4 amt no more'n yourself. He
'ailed for Europe on Saturday, with
lis bride. Dear me, here's the letter
low, IN the rack. l sposed it had
'een mailed week ago.
A cold, clear, cutting letter, in which
Mr.. Orlando Blessington expressed his
that in rearing and educa-
ing his neice, he had done all that
ouId possibly be expected of him.
That he had just been married to pretty
title Nina Grey, his partners youngest
laughter, and that hereafter he hoped
hat Kate would find it convenient to
hiit for herself, as Nina preferred no
dividend rule in the Fifth avenue
nansion.
Poor Kate !
Once, twice, she read the letter over
efore she found herself able fully to
omprt hend its cold. cruel meani ng
nd then, with her eyes blinded with
ears, she turned to Priscilla.
Il may stay here tonight, l suppose p
he said with a, quiyer in her voice.
AS long as you please, Miss Kate !
ried the old woman.
No. she returned, more firmly this
} no longer My home. Oply-only !
ave nowhere else to 20. just yet, and
II this seems so sudden
Mrs. Daggett could hardly believe
er eyes, the next week, when Miss
}lessington came back to the old farm
ouse among the Berkshire Hills.
You are surprised to see ME, said
.ate with a faint smile. 'But-but
lings have altered with me. Mvun-
e has married girl younger than
lyself and turned me in a civil sort {
way, to be sure-out OF doors. ]
ave got to work for my living now.
nd there are so few things short of
arvalion that woman can do ! So l ,
,anced to remember what you SAID +,
bout school teacher being needed at 6
le Hadden Cross Roads public school,
here nobody liked to go, because it
AS such an unhealthful location, and