Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1895-09-29


hedge grown fields, or find refuge in
shady corner Of the gallery with an old
book or the weekly papers from the
city as New Orleans was called in
that part Of the State.
katherine's thoughts were more to
the purpose than her fathers, for they
took definite shape one day while she
lay on the grass by the privet hedge.
No one could have admired Marie
more proudly and fondly than Kath
erine-Marie with the golden hair and
white skin OF pure blonde, and such
ravishing arms and shoulders. But it
was against Marie's peace that the
young schemer plotted. Katherine
knew nothing about love, and she de-
termined that her sister should marry
for the benefit of the family. What If
she did like John Barnard. who kept a
store in Marion? Could he add to the
family fortune? No; John Barnard
would never do. She must marry
Prosper Deyereaux, who possessed
money as well as youth and good looks.
He lived in New Orleans, but he own
ed q plantation in Marion, and he had
attended the same country school with
the Piugree girls. Katherine detested
him heartily in those days, because
he leased and frightened her with
dreadful ghost stories. But now they
We're grown, and he had come to Ma
rion for the first time since the war,
and in all the country there was no
beau so handsome, so daring and gal
liant as Prosper DevereauX.
Yes, she must marry him." said
Katherine to herself, very firmly. 1T
is her duty to make a good match. l
would If I could. Yes, I'm sure that l
would marry an ogre if he could give
papa and mamma comfort again.
But she had too much discretion to
plainly show the path of duty to her
sister She must beguided gently into
its clear, smooth way.
It was Sunday afternoon, Rather
inc took a book and & Chair and went
out under the big cottonwood tree in
the front yard. She pretended to read,
but in reality watched the public high
way with huttering pulse and anxious
eye. At last Prosper DevereauX ap7
peared in the distance, riding hand
some high stepping bay horse. The
blood flew to Katherine's race, light 10
her ewes. Did man ever sit on his
horse with such ease and grace!
Could any girl be so blind as not to
prefer him to John Barnard? He rode
no to the gate. dismounted and en-
tered. Katherine went to the edge OF
the walk to greet him, for it was her
nlan IN rnpet Marie's lovers and give
them welcome first.
why. Katherine, are you really
glad to see me?" the young man eX-
claimed, divided between surprise and
pleasure at the sweetness of her greet
ing
'I am indeed. she said, and blushed
q deeper rose than ever
IT can remember the time when you
scowled if 7 came near you, and your
eyes We're quite wicked with anger.
Now they are-let me see them Kath-
crime. / want TO make sure that they
are kind and soft.
You must not tease me now, Mr.
DevereauX."
Mr.. Devereaux, How can you?
Did we not once recite our lessons to-
gether write our problems on the
same blackboard and share our
lunches?'
"You are thinking of Marie"
mo. / am thinking of you. Oh
yes. I know that you are years younger
than I, but you were a smart little
thing"
NO, Marie-you will find her in the
parlor"
He accepted his dismissal gayly. and
Katherine went back to her seat, cool
ing her scarlet cheeks against her
palm
Presently another young man rode
into view on the dusty highway, but
no admiration frightened Katherine's
eyes this time, no racing color warmed
her cheeks. She merely watched him
out of the corner of her eye while he
dismounted fastened his horse to the
gate post and came in. No smiles or
fattering welcome for him.
Good evenin, Katherine.
She looked up over the top Of her
book.
Good evening, John"
Whose horse is that?'
Mr.. DevereauX's.
"Oh. is he here?'
yes.
rs Marie at home?'
certainly. Why should Mr. Dever-
eaux call if She
HE could come to see you, sup
nose" the spark of jealousy in his
heart flaming up.
"NTe" she cried scornfully, then fell
hack and laughed. why, don't you
know he used to call Marie his sweet
heart?' =
II know he always made a fool Of
himself" he exclaimed violently.
"Ob not more than some people l
know" said Katherine, sweetly.
bernard drew little nearer to her.
katherine. do you think-ah-does
she like him. and constituencies
katherine said:
81 think she does, JOhn-in fact-but
I'd rather not
..T understand" he cried, growing so
male chat she felt sorry for the wrong
IMPRESSION she had given him. Girls
are vile coquettes.
Katherine watched him ride defect
edIv down the road, and wondered that
The fate of Ananias and Saphira did not
overtake her for her duPhcity.
Deveraux made only brief call.
"Going early" said Katherine. re
ore+ful and surprised, when he came
out
"yes. I could not love Marie all the
afternoon. All. l see that you are still
reading the same page. How rapidly
~ have been entertaining a visitor"
80 80 was the reason YOU wished