The Dupuyer acantha. [volume] (Dupuyer, Mont.) 1894-1904, 1896-08-20
KATE'S LOVERS.
Is that your last word, Kate:"

your eyes, and that they have given
me a different answer than your tongue.
Deny it or not, Kate, your eyes have
looked into mine and told me that I
had a small place in your heart. 1
have seen it, say what you may, and
though your voice was silent, your
eyes, my bonny Kate. have whispered
soft promises that caused my temples
to throb and the blood to rush to my
head, until I seemed half mad with
JOY"
She, a stalwart English lass, brown as
a berry, as handsome an example Of a
workingwoman as ever lived, laughed.
1t was n musical. bewitching laugh,
but 1t sounded like a deathknell to the
man who stood before her, with face
afiame with passion. He was a tall
specimen Of the Anglo-Saxon type Of
miner, with arms like a blacksmith
and the legs and thighs Of m athlete.
Kate was the daughter of the captain
Of the mine, and came from the same
part of England to America when the
mining industry here was almost in its
infancy; when there was no over pro-
duction of any ore, and fortunes were
more easily made than now. For some
time Geoffry had been sutton for her
hand. and Kate had played fast and
loose until at times the demon of jeal-
ously ragged so %furiously that he was
almost beside himself. To see his
Kate upright as a sapling-Kate, whose
every movement was the majesty Of
motiOn-with the figure of a woman
and the heart and caprices of a maid;
with the soft eyes of a deer and the
tongue of shrewJto see Kate, the en-
bodiment of noble physical develop
ment, in the arms of another at the
dance, with no word for him, was tor
ture. keen and exquisite. And then
when he approached her. the angry
flush upon his face, there was balm
In Gilead' in the soft glance she shot
at him and he forgot his resentment
IN h contemplation of her face. And
now at the twilight time they two stood
just without the door of her fathers
cottage. The sui was going down in
a haze like that seen on the ocean.
1t was not a golden sunset, though 50
near its resting-place, but a sun of sill
yer. bright and shining, in harmony
with the snow-covered surface of the
Cdlul uIu uuc grey SAY. ADUNe Tile
hills the shaft houses were sharply de-
fined against the sky, and in the dis
lance the forests-those noble Michigan
around the pallid landscape. The man
drew nearer to the
Can you deny, Kate. that your eyes
have told me you might care for me?
"Pshaw! A woman's eyes, Geoffry /?
| Thpu NAV COW poanu fhipro thnu do not
mean"
You mean you have been playing
with me?'
"Oh, l do not say So"
"Kate. take care!"
"Of what?'
you are playing with fire, lass. My
love must have it's way-you must be
mine"
Must? Indeed! You have a pleas
ant way Of winning a woman Surely
I may love whom I choose"
Eyes; and you love that Norwegian.
At the dance 1 saw how you looked at
him-how you encouraged him, while
/ stood aside with the rage in my heart
to kill you both. Before that scoundrel
came between us two"
You forget yourself to defame a
man behind his back. 1t is cowardly-
If he were here"
You defend him. You love him
D%efiantly: "And if it were true?"
He grasped her arm with a cry.
ut cannot be, Kate. You must love
no II but myself. You belong to me,
lass, and /.
Let go my arm."
Il will not"
"Cowardr'
Perhaps"
81 shall hate you"
1T is as well since you do not love
me-"
AT last l understand you. I despise
you nov that l know you. Let go of
my arm"
mo"
ut is the part of a man to exert
brute strength W. a woman I believe
you are coward enough to strike a
woman"
What"
He released her arm and stood be.
fore her, pale as death. One hand he
passed n%eryously through his hair. while
his features worked convulSively. She,
with figure erect, and blazing eyes
confronted him.
eff faat is your last word, good-by.'
he said. Tell your Norwegian to look
out or I will kill him."
Perhaps he is a better man than
you"
Don't drive me too hard with your
tongue"
Next time you think to win a sweet
heart learn how to treat her"
Kate, something Expresses me
Something is going to happen on the
morrow. Should you care if l met
my death in the mine?"
She laughed heartily.
Not at ALL"
Without a word he turned and walked
hastily away. She watched his figure
vanish in the light of the silver moon
"Fool!' she said. HAS he not YET
learned that no man on earth may drive
me?"
Then she went into the louise and
stood thoughtfully near the window
where We're many flowers. She heard
a step behind her and began to hun
softly.
art light-hearted. lass?" said hcl
fathers voice, and the next moment she
was in his arms. He looked at hel
proudly, with her noble figure, hel
strong arms and her broad. handsome
face-a I Il II of the people, &
daughter of the mines. "Weel, thou
art no feather-weight, lass" he remark
ed, and then escaping from him. she
vent to the kitchen. where he heard hel
moving about, still humming 10 her
self. There was a knocking on the