The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1897-12-18

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- W 49, salary so meaer,
that she sometimes wondered how sht
managed to live upon it at ALL Bn
nevertheless, live she did, and kep
up pretty decent appearance, too.
by d'nt OF freshened ribbons, turned
silks, and bonnets skillfully trimmed
after the fashion of those she saw in
the Broadway mllliners' windows and
as was natural enough in a woman
Miss Murray looked forward to mar.
rage as the only escape from this life
of drudgery.
For I'm tired Of it all, "Miss MUIR
ray said to herself. "French verbs
Thursday compositions, German ex,
erclses and drawings in crayon and
water colors. don't think it was
ever my vocation to teach the young
Idea how to shoot. Ia great deal
rather go out to housework, if it was
only genteel."
Miss Murray was what tile world
calls "a very fine girl" Tall and rosv
with deep wine-brown eyes, chestnut
hair, slightly rippled, as if stirred bv
some invisible breeze, and health
English complexion: like a rose in full
bloom. She had a sort of stately grace
IN her movements, that made even her
turned dresses and dyed gloves look
stylish; and altogether, Katherine
\ was the prettiest girl in Mrs.
Leatherwing's clearinghouse.
Il really think you've made a con.
quest OF him, my DEAR" said Mrs.
Leatherwing, a lady who had been
very pretty once, and still kept up the
Illusion with pearl powder, false curls
and a touch of rouge.
Nonsense" said Kate. with ber
eyes shining and her cheeks verv
pink. wy
" =; just look at the common sense
Of the thing" persisted the landladv
Bouquets every day; invitations to the
opera, Whenever there's ANYTHING
y!orth hearing; new kid gloves: all the
attest !, novels. Of course, he means
serious, Miss Katherine
ma I'm glad OF. it, for he's got a nice
income, and isn't much over fortv {
ND lt's:really time he thought of SET t, :,
ing himself. hope, Miss Ko+'.
ne, when you're married tc y.. =
7on't be too proud to notice -5a.
riends!"
Il shall always be grateful to
Or your kindness, Mrs. Leatherwin,
'hatever lot in life may await mo ;"
I'D Kate, flinging both arms aronnd 5.
10 good-natured landlady's waist and ?
lssing her heartily. '''N |
IN TACT it had become, SO far as IN. NJ
went, quite foregone con. W
u Kate was sensible girl, not :"
IT to fly off at a tangent, nor to he =,
lsled by mere chance concateno- LII
On u, OF circumstances, and Kate reollv =
'leved that Mr.. Appleton Arkwright T.. n
meant something" re
But wonder why he doesn't pro. ne
seq" Kate asked herself, one NIGHT. I'll
sne was musing, in her little. ire, 9 3ll
IS room, after an evening among the or
'llan lakes and Swiss sunsets Of tho to
ademy of Design. She was kneel. pc
at the window, looking at the three pr
evaux Gle frise of chimney-pots, with m IN
pretty pink nostrils buried in III
l,quet OF cream-colored roses, edged PEI
n white carnations. IT thought I'm
ely he was going to, when he gri
leezed my hand so, in the carriaoa , vol
alng home Oh, how happy Ishall h : 10
md then, blushjng and dimpl;no no
over, Kate extinguished her lamn' ina
went to bed. And all through her nal
ans went one refrain a.
"He loves me! He loves mew lisl
it is only once in lifetime that M
can be eighteen and in love! ~,
Mrs. Hayes, who would have h tp'
light OF meeting you?" -. ond
Aate Murray, is this yourself, or md
vision Of May? Well, 7 Wv
arel am delighted to meet YOU! 4
ere are you staying now? lam his -
: IN town for a few days, but I must way
of you" "E d
ate gave her address, with a beam :,
lace. 1t was seldom she encoun- q
q an old school-friend like Nina &C
es. :,
seventeen Domino Placel Well. :"