Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1896-04-18

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Ave years old then, and he was about
sixteen or 50. He has lived abroad ever
since" added Isabel with sigh.
"You don't think he has lived In Eu.
rope all thes4 years with all that wealth
and not had lots OF girIsl He is prob
ably engaged or married by this time.
He will pick out some great heiress for
wife, not village girl like YOU" said
Kitty.
lsabels eyes blazed wrathfully.
"You think of nothing but your vii
lage clerks" she answered sneeringly;
land they just suit your style and APP
pearance, but l."
Here Isabel stopped and raised her
blonde head from the hammock pillow.
"Id like to see the girl who would get
ahead of me If choose to exert myself
to facinate Clyde Beecham; and do
choose" she added emphatically.
And, rising In her excitement from
the hammock, she paced the piazza
back and forth, her tall figure drawn up
and her white muslin gown sweeping
gEacefsllyssarou her feet.
Il have made up my mind" she went
On, Ito bring Clyde Beecham to my
feet and marry him, and believe 1
would kill the girl that would dare come
between nae and my purpose"
Kitty was accustomed to see her step
sister in tantrums on various occasions,
but this was entirely new, so she
thought best to ignore it, and asked
quietly:
What Is he like?
ooh don't remember" replied Isabel,
at is SO long ago; but believe he Is
coming home next summer, SO | will
wait till then, and mean to captivate
him."
And Isabel locked at her shapely
white hands, which, in Imagination, che
saw already covered with costly rings,
and admired her reflection in the win
dow pane, and hoped that the wealthy
young owner of Beecham Park would
give grand ball and invite her to be
his partner In the opening dance. While
Kitty danced merrily down to the post
Office and got her mail, half pleased in
her heart that her lovely ,saucy face was
q welcome sight to the handsome young
clerk behind the grated window bars,
and after the Office was closed, he would
stroll up the little cottage pathway and
and sit on the stoop, making himself
agreeable to her father and mother, and
received for his politeness to Isabel only
chilling replies and freszing little mods.
But lie went away with the fair sum
msr time, and bade good by to Kitty at
the little garden gate
"Kitty," he said In lovers voice, II
love you, dear, and If were able to sup
port you, would you be my little wifel"
And Kitty answered him with shy
happiness.
ooh, don't care how poor you are"
"she whispered lovingly. ~ shall never
love any one else and will wait for you
as long as live"
"When that fellow Beechsm comes
maybe he will make love to you and
want you for himself" said her lover
Indeed then he can't have me-" re-
torted she gaily. "And besides" She
added in whisper, "Isabel Aas made up
her mind to capture him, and has 4hreat-
ened 9Gsseatlce-an s,,, y other girl that
gets him. But indeed I don't want
him" she added fondly, "she can have
him."
II don't think she'll get him. replied
he, taking Kitty in his arms and kissing
her teHderly; "for let me tell you
secret, sweetheart" he whispered in her
ear. "Clyde Beecham is already en-
gagged to the loveliest little girl in the
world"
Isabel found the village more deadly
iull than ever when the summer had
gone, and the dark and dreary winter
vas close at hand. But her hope of vic.
DRY buoyed her up.
"ORly few more monthsr she would
nutter to herself. "And | shall exercise I
ny power to win" She could scarcely
'reathe for the ecstasy of feeling her
thoughts produced. II shall have more
rope when Christmas Is over" she kept
aging to herself.
But one day, just before Christmas. a
'reat excitement spread through the vii
age, for Beecham Park was all alive
nd great preparations were being made
or the reception of the young master.
nd cards of invitation had already
rived at the Vane cottage for grand
'all on New Years eve
Isabel was In delirium of Joy.
81 wonder," she kept on saying "whom
le will open the ball within
"Oh, his best girl probably answered i
he merry Kitty, and Isabel hated her D
worse than ever. d
Isabel was in misery for fear her dress s.
would not be fine enough, but Kitty n
herself with simple white d
fair. u
"l'm not going to set my cap for him.
he declared. $50 he won't know what a
ress have on" y
'aty dco We in the carriage with their a a,