Year: 1879

You insist = she cried, with
fiashing eye. You insist! Id
have YOU TO understand, John
Fenwick, that neither Jon nor
any other man can order me to
act according to your sovereign
will and pleasure. | shall do just
as l please, sir


Very WE'LL he answered, stern
ly. You understand the consc-
quenccs, then


4 do she said, scornfully, Y ou
need not wait for them. You can
have your freedom now. Here's
your ring; keep it for some wo'
man who will allow herself to be
dictated to, and will come and 80
at your royal will. Good.morn-
ing, sir


And then she went in and shat
the door in his face. kittic, from
behind the curtain, saw him 90
away without once looking back.


TO dare to tell mo what / must
do or must not dor she cried.
''I1l show him !


By-and-by better thoughts came
to her. Il suppose l was to
blame,' she said, reluctant to &C
knowledge it even to herself.
But be needn't have made a fool
Of himself by being jealous Of nc.
He ought to have known that l
didn't care for the goose Of a
Davenport; but men can't see an
inch ahead Of thoji' noses. II! let
MIN think I'm mad for awhile 8;
and when he has had time to be
ashamed of himself III come
around q little and be good, and
everything viii! turn out nicely


Kittie's plan was good enough,
but it failed TO work. When she
got ready to take John back into
her good gracos be had gone
away, and she didn't know where,
The days slipped by; and Kittie
hoped he would come back or
write, but her hope wa7 d vain
one. He had evidently taken her
at her word, and benccforth they
we're to be strangers to each
other.


:And | was the only one to
blame,' sobbed Kittie. 1T was all
my doing, and ] loved him.


y x x 3 :;


It was drowsy summer day.
The wind was languid with
warmth, and seemed to make the
day more depressing in its in-
huence on the brain and body
than it would have been if no
breath of air had stirred the
dropping leaves outside the open
window.


Cathac;ne Rayne stood at her
desk in the treasury building at
Washington, and went through
her work in mechanical way.
1t was hard to keep her thoughts
on it this sluggish afternoon, when
everything seemed ready TO sWoon
for want Of fresh breath OF COOL
ness to revive it.


A great change had come into
her life since she gave back John
Fenwick's ring. A sudden COL
lapse of the bank ir which their
money had been deposited had
left her and her mother depen.
dent upon their hands for the
bread they must eat and the
clothes they must wear. 1t need
ed some such blow to bring out
the strength Of her character.


A friend in Washington had
procured her a clerkshlp in the
treasury department, and she had
come there, bringing her mother,
who was little better than an in-
valid. What she earned was
enough to keep them comfortably,
and she was thankful for that.


She had grown to be a grave
and thoughtful woman, The
years had come and gone she
was thirty now, with silver
threads beginning to show in her
brown hair, and little lines OF care
about her mouth.


In all these years she had neard
but little Of John Fenwick. She
knew that be was getting to
be a prominent man at the West
But that was about all. 1t had
always seemed to her that they
would meet again somewhere