Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1877-02-10

disease and death: and wonderin
when your daughterdi dies of malignan
fever, from whence it came, as as sh
was never exposed. And here ar
you, supposing yourself a Chyistial
man, and yet doing INTO your brothe
because he is your poor tenant an,
helpless-all that you would dislik
to have him do to yon in his place
Come down, John Rila.. There i
no mistakep' -. 1
"a: IS! q. s'ss sses s;.,,s., FL
Judge Cathcart, Mollie's Father ant
mother, Mrs. Smythe, Mrs. Blivins
Grinder, and It'll we came to Mrs
Pelion's door, where the Fool Catch
er had trouble in making himsel
heard, so great was the clamor with
in of Mrs. Pelion's children.
CT think no woman was eve
troubled as r. cried Mrs. Pelion
coming out from among them with a,
exhausted air Of having been torn il
pieces, and of bringing only a YER,
small portion of herself to NEE
us. L" Herbert is so spirited. and tn,
baby is so precocious!'
"Make them obey; other motherl
do" suggested the Fool Catcher
"Oh! but my children are unlike
Others" answered Mrs. Pelion, look.
in. fondIy on her offspring, who
were disobeying her in all directions
"They laugh at punishment" ad.
ministering as she spoke series o.
pats, of about one kitten power "a
nine-days' old kitten) about the
shoulders Of the offending Herbert
and then turning ON US pathetically,
" You see; they are so determined
Herbert! put that book down! Was
there ever such a child? Herbert!
But Herbert, hearing that he was
invincible, went, of course, calmly on
his way with the forbidden volume
and Struggling his sho'ders, the Fool
Catcher requested Mrs. Pelion to fall
into line; and so We marched on
Mrs. Pelion, John Pillar, Mrs. Patch
ouli, Miss Stryffer, Judge Cathcart,
Mollie's father and mother, Mrs
Smythe, Mrs. Blivins, Grinder. and
It'll we found old Catchew, furiou-
ly berating his son, young Tom.
"Softly, softly, my good Sir! What
is the trouble here?" inquired the
Fool Catcher.
"The trouble!' roared Catchew,
who was in a purple rage; why here
is this thankless, spendthrift puppy
complaining Of bis allowance, and
that he can't keep even pace with the
follies of other young fellows of fash
ion like himself. Whining to me for
spending money! Why, when I was
his age I was at the head OF firm
I was, by George, Sir; and if"
Gone moment, Mr.. Catchew." in
terrupted the Fool Catcher, quietly.
"Has young Tom any business or
profession?"
"Certainly not," returned the old
gentleman briskly. ''I intend my
SON to be a gentleman, a college-bred
gentleman. If I have no education,
no one can soy but he has, and been
brought up in luxury too! Never
had to lift his finger for himself; and
to think now that he should fly out
GAS you say" cut in the Fool
Catcher. "To fly out at him now
would be sort of treachery on your
part when you have so carefully
trained him to luxury, helplessness,
and dependence on you. For what
I can see you must die or support
him, Mr.. Catchew.
"When I was his age I supported
myself" commenced old Catchew
but the Fool Catcher stopped him
short, and so we marched on-old
Catchew, Mrs. Pelion. John Pillar
Mrs. Patchouli, Miss Stryffer, judge
Cathcart, Mollie's father and mother
Mrs. Smythe, Mrs. Blivins, Grinder
and I; when who should We meet but
Mrs. Phyffe!
Chow are the children, Mrs
Phyffe ?" asked the Fool Catcher
softly.
The lady stared.
ssI haven't the least-I mean-
really-how can I tellP They ar
with their nurses"
"And your husband, Mrs. Phyffe
I hope he is quite WE'LL"
"Dear mer' cried Mrs. Phyffe
fretfully; "why, I hardly see hin
except at church. How can womal
know anything about husband AM
children that has three parties q nigh
and ssch visiting list as mine o.
her hands? to say nothing Of one
bonnets and back hair.
The Fool Catcher sighed.
"And where IRE you going, Mrs
Phyffe
"To order pair Of wings" erie
the lady with animation. am t
appear as On arch-angel, like th
French countess, Of whom l read
at somebody's bali in Paris
| "Fall into line Madam! said th