The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1895-09-26

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But she had too much discretion to
plainly show the path of duty to her
sister. She must be guided gently into
its clear, smooth way.
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1t was Sunday afternoon, Rather
inc took book and chair and went
out under the big cotton wood tree
in the front yard. She pretended to
read, but in reality watched the pub
lie highway with fluttering pulse and
anxious eye. At last Prosper Deyer-s
eaux appeared in the distance, riding
handsome housekeeping bay horse.
The blood flew to tatherine's face,
light to her eyes. Did man ever be-
fore sit his horse with such ease and
grace? Could any girl be so blind as
not to prefer him to John Barnard?
He rode up to the gate, dismounted
and entered. Katherine went to the
edge Of the walk to greet him, for 1t
was her plan to meet Marie's lovers
and give them welcome first.
'Why, Katherine are you really glad
to see me?" the young man exclaimed,
divided between surprise and pleasure
at the sweetness of her greeting.
II am indeed she said and blush
Ing a deeper rose than ever.
II can remember the time when you
scOWled If l came near you, and your
eyes w ere quite wicked with anger.
Now they are-let me see them, Kath-
crime I 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 together,
write our problems on the same black
board and share our lunches?"
"You are thinking of Marie.' -
"No. ] am thinking of you. Oh, yes,
I know you are years younger than l,
but you were smart little thing"
"Please go in," she said interrupt
ing him eagerly. Somehow his per
sistent eyes confused and troubled
her. ....
You are coming with me?'
mo, Marie-you will find her in the
parlor.''
He accepted his dismissal gayly,
and Katherine went back to her seat.
cooling her scarlet cheeks against her
palms.
Presently another young man rode
into view OH the dusty highway, but
no admiration frightened Katherine's
her cheeks. She merely watched him
out Of the corner of her eyes while he
dismounted, fastened his horse to
the gate post and came in. No smiles
or f1attering welcome for him.
Good evenin' Katherine.'
She looked up over the top of her
book.
"Good evening, john.
"Whose horse is thatk~
"Mr. Devereaux' s."
"Oh, is he here?"
eyes,
''Is Marie at homer
"Certainly. Why should Mr.. Dever
eaux call if She"
''He could come to see you, | sup
pose," the spark of jealousy in his
heart flaming up.
''Ne,' she cried scornfully, then fel
back and laughed. why, don't yor
know he used to call. Marie his sweet
hearth
81 know he always made fool OF
himself,'' violently.
ooh, not more than some people
know" said Katherine sweetly. ..-
Barnard drew a little nearer to her
''Katherine, do you think--ah--does
she like him?'
And constituencies Katheine said:
II think she does, John; in fact, II
rather not
II understand" he cried, growing s,
pale that she felt sorry for the wrong
impression she had given him. 'Girl
are all vile coquettes." e.,
Katherine watched him ride defect
eddy down the road, and wondered
that the fate Of Ananias and Sapphir:
did not overtake her for her duplicity
DevereauX made only a brief call.
"Going so early?' said Katherine re
gretful and surprised, when he came
out.
Yes, I could not love Marie all tn,
afternoon. All, see that you are still
reading the same page. How rapid.
. you progress
katherine blushed and closed tn
book.
81 have been entertaining a visitor
$50 that was the reason you wished
to get rid of me?'' -
> mo, no. IL"
But he merely lifted his hat an,
went away. 1t was altogether mos
trying afternoon for the youn!
schemer, for presently Marie came on
,, and looked penSively toward the vii
lage.
II wonder why John didn't Gomez"
Katherine trembled guiltily. H
did. but went away again."
"Why?"
Il told him you were entertaining
Prosper DevereauX.' ~ ts,S
you made him angry, Katherine.
: know you did"
"Yes," said Katherine firmly, "rros
! per DevereauX-' "
SIS not worth as much to me as on
> of Johns little fingers"
But, Marie"
,, II wish you would attend to you
,, own affairs" and then she Wake
,, away into the dusky garden, cryin
! softly.
Katherine longed to run after he]
, for those tears were like so man
, scalding drops on her conscience, bu
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