The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1878-06-08

pten apie W Set ner sweet face from my
mlnd and memory, and your touching
details OF her during her sickness have
won my heart. l believe I shall be
tempted to marry her if this sort of
thing goes on"
Peter stood still and looked at him
from head to foot, gathering Expression
of scorn upon his face.
You're a greater fool than | took
you to be, Snangles," he said.
Ii L love a woman said Shangles
getting very red, don't care anything
about her condition in life; no obstacle
OF that kind has any weight with me-"
"Suppose it's more formidable OBJ
stacle," said Peter; " suppose somebody
else loves her, you blockhead, and is
going to marry her himself?
ooh, that, indeed!" said Shangles.
sulkily. Why in thunder didn't you
say SO before?'
Peter didn't tell him that he had only
lately made up his mind to the audacity;
but he Immediately took Mrs M'Glosky
into his confidence, and they patched up
the matter between them, Peters natu-
raj prudence and forethought finding
sole vent in his dolefully singing:
Peter, Peter pumpkin-eater,
Had wife and couldn't keep her."
To which he shortly added more cheer
full refrain:
He put her in pumpkin-shell,
And there he kept her very weH.''
So, one day, when Patty was we'll enough
to go out and hunt up her old boarding.
place, where they hailed her as a resur-
rected ghost, she found in the old hiding
place her handbook as good as new, and as
luck would have it, the bank hadn't even
broken during her sickness, but the big
door opened to her touch, in she went,
drew out her money, and though it was
a small sum for wedding trousseau,
according to popular opinion, it more
than sufficed for Patty, who hated to be
beholden to Peter for even this necessity.
They had quite wedding, after all,
for the boarders each and all took per-
sonal interest in the affair, and Shangles,
who was Peters best man, never took
his eyes off the beautiful blushing Patty.
Mrs. MGlosky gave them room on the
lower floor, but Patty brought with her
the picture of Prince Charlie, which she
declared was as good as photograph of
Peter, it was so like him. Nobody else
could see the slightest assimilation in the
stumpy and irregular features of Peter
to those of the young pretender, but
Patty stuck to her opinion. Everything
went merry as marriage bell, and as
the months went by the only thing want
ing to Patty's full felicity was little
home of her own. Boarding wasalI very
nice in its way, and Mrs. McGlosky was
like mother to her, but the time was
approaching when Patty coveted seclu-
sion, and shrank from the presence of
strangers. Besides, there was so little
for her hands to do, sometimes they lay
folded in her lap for hours together, and
this she thought was sin. It seemed so
strangely out of place to Patty to have
her food not only prepared for her, but
almost put into her mouth, and some one
at her back to pull away her chair.
If one were cripple, Peter" she
said, Zone could be more helpless"
Peter said it was too bad; that he
wished he could 60 to housekeeping, but
money was 50 hard to get; and then he
would draw his mouth dolefully, and
sing:
:" Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater,
Had wife, and couldn't keep her."
Patty would be remorseful, and promise
never to speak of housekeeping again,
until Mrs. M'Glosky would tell her what
a bad way it was for young wife to
begin, and then Mrs. M'Glosky would
sing in wheeling voice:
g She wadna bake and she Hadna brew.
For the spelling of her comely hue;
She wadna wash and she wsdna wiring,
For the spelling OF her gowden ring"
Poor pstfv'S ouaS unul6 f. IL with +ao ro
and her lips tremble, and she would de-
clare to Mrs. M'Glosky that she'd be
only too glad to do her own work if
Peter could afford to 90 to housekeep-
ing; and Mrs. M'Glosky would relent,
and tell her there was a good time COM
ing.
The golden days of Indian summer
went by, sharp autumn winds whistled
through the branches of the sumac- tree,
and Christmas was at hand. One frosty
night Peter came home early, and after
supper proposed little walk The
boarders all seemed preparing for some
little jollity of their own, and the par
lors were deserted. Patty had been a
little down-hearted all day. and was glad
enough to put ON her rose-colored hood
and warm cloak, and leaning on Peters
stalwart arm, 60 out into the sharp
brisk air. They had only gone block
or two when Peter stopped before two
story brick house, and proposed that
they should go in and make a.call.
ooh, Peter!'' begged Patty, don't
want to see any strangers"
Nonsense" said Peter. "They're
plain people like ourselves, and have Just
gone to housekeeping upon the second
floor here. I'd like you to see their
rooms"
Patty obeyed reluctantly; and when
she found the rooms furnished just as
she'd told Peter time and again she'd
like to have her own-plainly, but oh!
SO comfortably, with gay chintz covering
on the parlor furniture, pretty pictures
upon the walls, curtains of Turkey red,
and a glowing fire in the CRATE; and
when they went through to the kitchen
everything was SO complete, with hot
and cold water at the housekeeper's hand,
and copper saucepans by the half dozen
that Patty could see her pretty face in,
decanters and glasses upon the table, and
the kettle boiling away on the shining
range, Patty's heart was filled with envy.
Where is this happy creature?" she
said, for nobody came to welcome them.
"Come over here" said Peter, pulling
Patty to the mantel. "Here she is"
And Patty saw her own face in the glass.
Over it, in a gorgeous frame, was this
inscription in illuminated letters, "a
( Pumpkin She'll" And all at once Peter
began to sing, in his finest BARITONE
Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater,
Had wife, and couldn't keep her."
! Then. outside In the corridor q mad.