The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1879-04-02

wanted the gold ring I carried in my
pocket, surely won't want it now if she
must take the green patch with it."
And sure enough, she didn't. Kitty's
old home was as empty as robins nest
in October. He had heard she had gone
somewhere and was widow.
Col. Graham was rich, and why
shouldn't he marry2 Many girl would
have put up with that green patch for
the sake of his warm heart and manly
character. Add money, and the green
patch was very attractive. In one little
clique where Will moved, it is a wonder
it was not adopted as dge. But
those works of green were never carried,
though assaulted by many fair raider.
Will was given up at last, and venomous-
~ reekoned as a ''crusty old bach'
The soldiers orphans, and also the
poor women that the war left penniless
widows, knew the green patch, however,
as the sign of a warm-hearted man who
made children happy with candy, and
their mothers happy with coal.
AS handsome little pr operty in the
city of T, fell to him one day, the
colonel concluded to move there. The
property included big, hospitable old
mansion just suited to his tastes. It Law
in large garden. The trees were not
close up to it, smothering it, but stood
at respectful distance, so that the sun
shine could pour around the old house
depths of gold-color. bringing health
and life. To outsiders in the streets, so
thick were the intervening trees, it
seemed like nest slowed away in the
green foliage. Around the house went
broad piazza like white ruff of the
olden times about lady's neck. Back
of the house, there were long slopes of
grass leading down to a river. In June,
this river went like minstrel past the
mansions bordering it, singing beautiful
songs of the summer as it puzzled along.
At sunset, this princely troubadour
brought out of his treasures all sorts of
precious stones and spread them on the
waters surface to tempt away his lady
loves wandering on the rivers banks.
Within the house, the rooms we're of
generous size, and yet cosy in all their
arrangements. The hall, furnished after
the English style, was an ample comfort
able retreat, ever open to all soldiers
whose stumps halted at the colonel's
door.
ooh, mamma" said little Kitty Garlic
ton, now three years old, and Kitty Bar
tons only child, somebody's tum, some
body's tum, over de1e. See in de garden j!
Sure enough as Mrs Carleton out of
her windows, she saw that the adjoining
mansion we have described was indeed
occupied. Strolling under the trees she
saw a tinely-formed, stalwart man. The
stranger turned his face toward Mrs
Carleton's home. "See," said little Kitty
''something geen in his eye"
lit is a green patch, darling, on his
eye. 1t must be a poor soldier. Kitty
must love the poor soldiers"
II will, mamma, and won't you?"
EYES," the widow replied, hardly con.
scious Of any reference to the gentleman
walking under the trees. GAS long as
live" she said to herself, going to 6
drawer and taking out Will Graham's
faded picture. ''There," thought had
got over that. It was never buried, afte1
all. No, there are no graves for a true
iove.'
Mrs. Carleton soon found that Kitty
and the gentleman whose eye appeared
habitually IN green, were great friends
She would call upon him and bring home
flowers Or candy or toys. One day Kitty
said she had found out his name, thu
name of that "nice' gentleman.
"What is your lovers name?" said Mrs
Carleton, smiling.
| (T+.o I,o,~ -
ham-Gayham."
"Graham, you must mean, child"
; "And he's been sojer; and some
body tame to see him and told hin
Will"
"Will Graham, and a soldier Wei
that is a coincidence" thought the moth
er. And Kitty said she talld the strang
, man her name. kitty Barton Tarle
, ton"
I So that the colonel thought he had &c
hold of q coincidence. "Kitty Barton
r Well, it can't be she!"
And Mrs. Carleton said, Twill Grs
! ham! It can't be hep
Both wished from the inmost depth
of their souls it might be so.
r For several days the colonel MISE
q his little pet. 'Seems to me the COLI
% nel's fussy," said his housekeepe
"Wondering why that child don't com
- over, and saying every five minutes b
! must jest step over and see if she's sick
J. Tho, sartin, do remember I've see
j old DR.. Gays gig there twice. I'll te
+ him, or he'll fidget into fever"
s us it the little girl, or do you suppos
e it is her mother2" said the Colonel, en-
phasizing the mother. II should hate
G have the little girl sick;'' and he adde
to himself, 81 might feel worse if it wei
= the mother. There, I will call over t.
e morrow and get light on this mystery
e "Do s'pose it Is the MOTHER" said h
housekeeper vigorously. II don't kno
: nothin' about it. There" Mrs. Timmil
t said, away in the recesses Of her ow
, consciousness, "that man has been peeki
out of the blinds at that child's mothe
n He's old enough to do BETTER"
o That very day the Colonel stepped O,
e on his piazza dressed up for the propose
d call. Looking opposite, he saw his lit
e acquaintance running suddenly out of tt
d house. and as he looked, he noticed
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