Arizona republican., 1899-01-26

ton that he meant to marry the woman he loved. even though she were born a peasant; and lastly of his well-lxnown regard for America and the American people This. my dear, was the secret of my having brought you here. You see, I'm making clean breast of it to YOU now Don't stare at me in that amazed manner. You act as if you'd just heard an explosion of dynamite"
 II have. mamma-and a rather loud one"
 Mrs. Kennaird drew herself up and gave several short mods. ''Kathleen, stranger things have happened. And if there's woman living who could bring about such development I believe that 1 am she"
 They had reached a small rustic seat, within thiclxet of laurels whence rose a bust in granite of Pouslil1in, the famed Russian poet. Kathleen sank into the seat almost exhausted, heaving a qulck sudden sigh, while her mother stood be- side her, a presence of extreme stateli- ness and distinction
 Are you tired, my dear, so soon?'' she asked
 Kathleen looked up at her with cold, fatigued smile. "You've wearied me beyond expression she answered.
 My child!''
 "Oh, mamma, it's true! You know that 1 loved him, and that love him still To you it may sound senseless enough. but he is more to me than a whole dyncstyof kings! And then for you to torment me by this new folly! As if you had not already made me go through enough! As if I were not the butt and jeer of hundreds Of people at this very hour! Surely you might have some mercy after what you dragged me through in London!'
 Kathleen! Kathleen! This is atro- cious!''
 ''It is indeed!" cried the girl, and without another word she sprang to her feet and hurried away, leaving her mother to gaze at her figure as it re treated among the fringy frondage of the hemloclzs.
 Well though she believed that she knew Kathleen. Mrs. Kenuaird had not a doubt that the actual success of her new and most characteristic design would win from her child the gladdest sort of acquiescence. There are some natures that can no more conceive of others really refusing certain positive worldly gains when the chance comes for palpab bly, grasping them than a man born color blind can conceive of the lights and shade in a canvas by Rousseau or Daubigny. If it was fated that this eX- traordinary, this unprecedented young king should fall in love with her daugh- ter, his nuptial path would of course be one strcwn with roses. As if any I l. a queen. Kathleen was capable of odd behavior, beyond doubt; but even her worst vagaries must end at the bounds of lunacy.
 That afternoon the Kcnnairds had re- ceived an invitation to go and drink tea at the Jerninghan1s villa. They had not yet met the Jerninghams, though brother and sister had both left cards upon herself and Kathleen few days ago, finding them absent from the hotel. When Mrs. Kennaird again saw her daughter she refused to pay the pro posed visit.
 Say that am unwell, mamma,' was Kathlecn's announcement. Say any thing you please. l shall not go.''
 ''But you must, my dear. They are not people to treat rudely, although I have learned since we have been at the hotel that they are exclusively in the foreign set and that neither the king nor any of his court honor their enter tainments. It seems that MT. Jcrning- ham has made himself unpopular in Saltravia. He has quarreled with the kings favorite friend, the architect who built for him that superb marble palace "a person named Mir. Eric Thaxter, an  American, and"
 Erie Thaxter?'' broke in Kathleen. q remember that name Where have I heard it?'
 Really don't know, my dear. Per haps during your London days He can't be anyone of the least importance in New York, though I am told that he originally belonged there. He is df great importance here, however he isA sort of power behind the throne. The king is devoted to him. I must manage to meet him. Poor, dear, gouty old Mrs. Madison has promised to present him soon. Ono sees him now and then at the Casino, she tells me, and not sel- dom in the company of the king him self He has the cntree into the very most difficult Saltravian houses. h. deed, why not, since that charming CIar1mOnu dclSNS to pc Ills friend? You will change your mind about the Jerninghams, my dear, will you not?''
 ''No," replied Kathleen, with much firmness. Then she looked at her mother very fXedly, and pursued: ''Now mamma, let one thing be clearly understood between you and me. do -Slot wish to go at all into society while G9e are in Saltravia. We came here for N4e waters-at least I did, if you did not It is late in the day for me to try and impress upon you that my social life has ended. You must have seen that in Dresden! And as for a certain idea of yours, I can only say that it would be painful to me beyond words-painful and mortifying in the extrene-were it not So strongly favored with an ele- ment of wild absurdity."