The progressive farmer. [volume] (Winston, N.C.) 1886-1904, 1895-06-18

lous to give their beautiful daughter tc
a wealthy young banker in the place
who had become infatuated by her in
nocent ~loveliness. And the resolute
mother, who had an iron will, had set
her heart on making the match. The
banker Vane Harrington, was tall with
black mustache shadowing a rather
wide mouth. He was exceedingly
wealthy and therefore was considered
handsome and was received in the best
of society. Kathleen did not like the
young banker and promptly refused to
become his wife. Notwithstanding the
passionate ~entreaties of her proud
mother she always met him with the
same Indifferent air, and the same cold
tone of greeting. She had had a terri
flying sermon preached to her by her
mother a few minutes before Karl had
entered that evening with Paul Antony
who awoke her sleeping heart and
taught her, with the look in his eyes
and the expression of his soul-lit face,
to love him. After that evening she
rebelled more f1ercely, she was o
Indifferent i'm her treatment of Vane
Harrington. She withstood entreaty
after entreaty from her society loving
mother and bore with great calmness
the stern, cruel statements on the part
of her father. It grew worse every day
for Kathleen, the prayers, the tears,
the wrath, the sorrow grew thicker
and more hard to Withstand. And at
last, for the sake of a little peace, she
consented to marry Vane Harrington,
whose presence chilled her. They were
to be married early in June and the
preparations began for the wedding.
Eachday made Kathleen more r~eticent.
more sad. Vane Herrington's visits
were frequent but un-noticed by her
except for the torture they brought
her. The wedding cards were being
sent out, their engagement appeared in
the papers and was on everybody's
tongue. Everything that could be
desired for a bride to wear and have
On her wedding day and tour were
readily purchased. Kathleen did not
express any admiration for these ele-
CANT preparations for which her moth
er rebuked her. She still carried, en-
grRved in her heart. the image of the
handsome face of Paul Antony. But
she maintained no hope ofseeing him
before her wedding day for he would
be obliged to hear of her engagement
and would not seek her presence. That
week Mrs. Vernon was to give a ball.
Kathleen and Vane Harrington were
invited. Kathleen dressed herself in a
pale green silk, soft and clinging with
no sleeves, to hide the tender white
arms, and low neck. Her soft faxen
hair was fastened in curly masses with
rich ornaments. She was now ready
to bow to society, but she was pale as
a marble statue. Her maid informed
her that the carriage was waiting.
She felt her blood run cold as she ad-
justed the wraps as a protection from
the night air, where society's dress had
failed to touch. She and the man she
had promised to marry were soon
driven to the ballroom. Already they
could hear the sweet strains of music
floating out on the balmy air laden
with the fragrance of different flowers.
Kathleen wore wild-locust blossoms.
They entered and were warmly re.
ceived. Many were around them con
graduating them. Every one spoke to
her of her approaching marriagd, the
thing she did not want to think about.
She did not notice who she passed as
she came in, whose feet her silken
robes almost touched as she walked
leaning on the arm that, in only a few
weeks more would make her support
through life. Every body in the room
was surprised at the pale, grave ex
preston she wore. She was so unlike
her gay self. ALI her mirth had died
like a criminals who awaits his doom
and is in a few days of his execution.
A man standing in an obscure place
noted all this and his heart ached.
Nearly all Linden was present at this
OalA' 4AO HSOhO was u6AhA4uS O6yOuu
description. Skilled musicians made
r%avishing music and those present
abandoned themselves to an enjoy
ment of a dreamy waltz. Kathleen
wa1tzed a part of a set and plead
headache and wished to return home.
The days and weeks sped on and the
wedding day dawned and found Kath-
leen paler, if possible than over before.
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