The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1898-09-08

Kitty, 0! don't tell me- She's been
in yonr office, how many times? And
and"
"Well, what more? Let us have
the whole charge"
We'll, -you-4issed her! So
therew
My dear Josephine, to that l plead
guilty"
"You-you-dor' gasped the strick-
en- girl, utterly confounded by the
mans impervious audacity. She
struggled up from the blow, and
pointed to the door
''There there, is the door! Co.
and never-never let me look upon
your face again Not word. have
heard enough. Coz
He gazed upon her for brief space
"a few seconds-and then with some,
thing very much like smile upon
his frank and honest face, he turned.
and left the room-and left the house.
saying to himself as he went:
Poor child! 1 will not blame her
If she did not love me, truly and WELL
she would not feel so deeply"
He knew very WELL who had made
the mischief. A certain maiden, who
had in vain sought to win MS smiles
who had almost thrown herself into
his arms repeatedly, and whom he
had been forced to repulse, had seen
his fair client alight at the door of
his Office, and had, very likely, seen
him kiss her; for he had done SO; and
had done it most lovingly.
Meantime an unhappy maiden sat
alone in the great drawing room of
Judge Archer's imposing residence
She had never in all her life been so
unhappy before. As she called back
the face of her lover, and again, in
fancy, heard the rich music of his
voice, she could not believe that he
was a traitor. Could he be false to
her? o! she would not believe it -
and yet, tnat kiss, Kate and Belle
both saw it; or Kate did at any rate.
And he acknowledged it, too. O,
that is too much. If he had a sister,
or cousin, or anything of that kind,
but he had not, he had told her SO
himself
Thus sat the maiden Of the crushed
and bleeding heart, buried beneath an
avalanche OF horror and despair; hor-
ror stricken at the perfidy of her low
er, and III despair because he would
never come back to her, never any
more, thus pale and shivering, when
her father and mother entered the
room. They looked upon her in won
der and alarm.
Josephine, my dear child. what in
the world is the meaning of this?
What has happened?" So spake the
Judge, with a hand laid tenderly upon
his daughters head, and his voice be
traying an emotion deep and fervent
She did not answer him. She only
bent her head lower, and sobbed more
violently. Then her mother spoke.
but without the depth of emotion that
had characterized the speech of the
father:
Josephine. this is nothing but a
lovers quarrel; and all on your part,
I'll be bound. You've been doing
something foolish"
The girl WAS on her feet in an in
stant, her hands clenched, her teeth
set, and her eyes flashing.
"a lovers quarrel" she gasped.
., you dou't know what the wretch
has been doing. He is false."
But, my dear child, what has he
been doing2"
He's done enough. l am not his
first love, not his true love She has
followed him hero, his sweet Kitty
Coryden, and he hugged and kissed
her on the very sidewalk! 0! o! or
His what? His who?' asked the
judge, choking and gasping as he
spoke.
His Kitty Corydenw snapped the
maiden, with terrible vindictiveness
The effect upon her father was
marvellous. He sank down INTO a
chair, his face puffed and purple, and
when he conld catch his breath, he
burst into an uproarious fit of laugh
ter; and he was laughing with the
tears streaming down his cheeks,
when the door communicating with
the front hall was unceremonionsly
opened, and
Enter.--Harry Gilman, leading by
the hand lady,-for lady she GER
tainly was, "a mild eyed, sweet faced
woman; petit and plump; wealth of
| golden brown tresses escaping from
beneath jaunty little hat of lace and
ostrich feathers; in short, a woman
anybody might have loved at sight
for she was not only very beautiful,
but she looked good, true and brave
She was certainly older than was
Henry Gilman; but, then, many a
match had been made between par
ties more widely separated by age
than were these two.
However, Henry led the lady for
ward and presented her first to the
host and hostess.
Judge Archer, and Mrs. Archer,
[ have the pleasure of introducing to
you my mother And a mother good
and true she has been to me-"
The Judge had recovered himself
Immediately npon the entrance OF
the newcomers, and he was not at all
surprised by the introduction. Henry
had spoken with him on the subject
Of finding house such as his mother
would like to live in; for he had per.
suaded her 10 come and make hel
home near hlm, if not with him.
| Mrs. Archer was somewhat surpris-
ed, for she had not known that Hen
ry was expecting his mothers arrival
and she was furthermore surprised
upon bebolding in that mother {
woman SO young and SO beautiful; bu
she manifested none of her surprise
in her greeting, which WAS warm ant
ardent.
II remained for poor Josephine t,
be dumbtounded. Henry had Otter
spoken IF his mother; had told he
how good his mother had been t
him.
Josephine" he said, as he turDe,
to where she stood, struggling witt