The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1900-08-29

spoke Oh lONc 10 ncr Wncn yOu were
here last summer?"
"No, sir; not n word"
every well. then, don't do III nj least
for the present. This is lfcs job,
my boy, so It's best not TO be in n
hurry"
"What do you suppose Mr.. sands's
income is, Kltty?'
Beatrix put this question to Kitty as
they were preparing to retire.
~ have no idea" answered Kitty.
"Seventy-flve thousand year;
father told me so."
"Seventy-five thousand year! Oh,
what an amount of money! suppose
all that will he Tracy's some dayf"
"Fiddlesticks!' exclaimed Beatrix,
impatiently. "Livc horse and you'll
get grasr Mr. Sands Is likely TO live
as long as his nephew. Kitty" Bea.
trix paused and averted her face;
kitty, what do you say to me setting
my cap for Mr.. Sands?"
"Bcatrix"
Beatrix turned and faced her sister,
n defiant light in her dusky eyes.
81 mean II, Kitty. Scventy-hve thou
sand ? year Is worth winning, and
women have won greater stakes than
that with far less attractions than l
have"
"And Tracy? oh. Bcatrix! how can
you be so heartless?"
Now, my dear sis, turn that Purl.
tanlcal face of yours away from me-
said BeatriX, with n forced laugh, two
crimson spots burning in her checks,
called there by the mention of Traey's
name.
81 don't know whether Tracy Sum-
ner cares for me or not. However IL
he does, he will most likely survive II.
Now, / think you would like to com
fort him, Kitty, and why not? with
his law office and few thousands u
year, and such jewel of Il housckeep.
er as you, you would make model
couple"
"Beatrix. you are cruel" and with
great tears in her eyes Kitty turned
away.
In the few weeks that followed
ETcUt cnunpp cuilie over tle ihludtcS VI
Irving Farm.
Farmer Irving thought there was no
one like Mr.. Sands, and indeed that
gallant old gentleman with his jovial
manners, carried all sides with him,
both old and young.
But there was no one treated him
with such marked attention as BeatriX.
She would read to him. walk with him.
and was always on hand to make her
self generally useful.
"Well. did / ever see Beatrix take so
TO anyone?" said Farmer Irving one
day to Tracy Sumner. as his handsome
daughter was playing and singing for
Mr.. Sands.
Tracy Sumner elevated his brows,
smoked his cigar, but said nothing.
He had been taking observations for
some time past
Kitty sat In the parlor, buslly stitch
ing away. Mr.. Sands and BeatriX were
gone for their daily walk, so Kitty had
the parlor to herself. To-day her
cheeks were brighter scarlet than
usual, and. as she bent her head over
sewing, she sang in merry voice
II am in love, but won't tell with whom"
won't you tell me, Miss Kitty"
said voice behind her.
Kitty started. How provoking Tracy
Sumner was getting.
"Won't you tell me, Kitty?" repeat
ed Tracy Sumner, putting his hand I'M
der her chin, and making her look up
into his face.
"No, / won't, sir. You are very i'm
pertinent. DO go away"
IL won't go away; misery likes COM
pany," said Tracy, with smile.
"What do you mean, sir?"
81 mean that am in love- too"
"Oh, I've known that ever since last
summer" said Kitty, quietly.
Mr.. Sumner drew back; he did not
expect this from Kitty.
mo, Kitty, / was not In love last
summer. l confess I was infatuated;
but never knew what real love was
until ] walked with you from the VII
lage the other night"
"Mr. Sumner!" and Kitty hid her
blushing face in her hands.
Believe me, Kitty, I never knew
what real love was until loved You.
my darling" said Tracy, removing her
hands and looking down into her
blushlng face.
That night Tracy Sumner had Kit
ty's consent to ask her father.
"Well. 1t will come hard on me to
part with her, but can't stand in my
girls light Take her, with my bless
ing" said Farmer Irving, in n culver
ing voice
Beatrix. with heart full of agony,
listened to the happy news. or course,
she congratulated Kitty. who had only
followed her advice.
Mr.. Sands did not propose, bat he
surely would, and that would partly
make up for the loss Of the man she
loved.
Another week passed away. The
wedding day was fixed. and Tracy
Simmer and his uncle were ready to