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MR. WETMORE AND KATE. 57 rose to her cit as she looked eagerly toward the village. Presently the carriage returned with her father, and when she saw, from a distance, that»he was unaccompanied, the flush went down, and the tears rose to her eyes. She banished them before Mr. Wetmore reached the steps. “What's the matter, Kate?’ he asked, as he kissed her. “You look sad ; have you no visitors to-day ?” “The last one went off after lunch, father ; [ve been quite alone this afternoon. But where is Oliver? thought he was coming out with you.” “Hp had his carpet-sack at the store to-day. He said he must go down to the Jersey beach, and spend a few weeks with his friends there. By the way, Kate, I’ve half made up my mind that heis enamored of that girl, who first took care of him there. <A piece of folly, if such is the case, out of which TI must ridicule him. What will my friend Gifford say, after sending his boy to me, if I allow him to make such a mesalliance as that ?” “You know Oliver is terribly willful, papa. If he isin love with her, he will marry her despite your warnings; so I think you heed say but little about it. He tells me she has been in school for two years, but is home again now. He has her picture; she is very beautiful, I think; I can see nothing vulgar in her as she appears in the picture. It is a very peculiar face. If itresembles any one, it resembles Oliver him- self; the same flashing eye, the same delicate black line of eye- brow, and clear-cut features. “No doubt she is of Oriental parentage. It’s quite romantic, her history is,is it not? I would like to see her. I told Oliver to bring her on a visit, sometime, and he said he would.” Kate did not mean to sigh, but she did. Her father cast a sharp glance at her, and she turned away under his look. She was thinking that if ever Oliver brought that girl to visit them it would be as his bride. Mr. Wetmore was not pleased with the cause of his daugh- ter’s sigh. She- evidently was disappointed that he did not bring Oliver home, and lre was annoyed, not only that his darling should be neglected by the young man, but that he sliould have entangled himself with a fancy, or perhaps an engagement, in a sphere so below his own. comiclooolks.com