Seattle daily post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, W.T. [Wash.]) 1881-1888, 1882-05-16
NJ HERMAN.

6~iOou scat OSuAuu WHICH she 010
been at work, and looked help
lessly up at her niece.
Miss Mabel Hanson was q mai
den lady, as her name bstokens.
She was quite FIVE and thirty,
if the family register on the fly
leaf Of the great family Bible in
the best parlor was to be believed;
YET her eyes were a. blue, her
color was as bright, her figure
as trim and neat, and chestnut
hair ~ soft and pretty as when
Herman Stacy, then poor young
lawyer, just on the point of lsav-
ing their native village for the
great city, had wood and won her,
in that very garden, fifteen years
ago.
Beside her stood her orphan
niece, Patricia, q girl of the pc
riod,' just seventeen in years, but,
oh, how much older in thought
and feeling, and in practical
knowledge of life than her little
aunt!
Patricia was the only child of
Miss Hanson's only brother, who,
dying a penniless artist in New
York, had given the baby, with
his last breath to his sisters care.
For the child's sake Mabel
Hanson had refused to marry the
young lavyer-to impose such a
burden upon him at the begin
ming of his career. She had de.
voted herself ever since to Patri-
cia, had labored for her, taught
her, boarded up her scanty
means to give her luxries
and pleasures, loved her, idolzed
her; and this was her reward!
Standing there in her fresh
young beauty, and her pretty,
fashionable, summer attire, Patri-
cha carelessly told the story that
seemed so little to her, while it
quenched the last light, the last
hope, that unknown to herself un-
til now had shone over the lonely
spinster's path.
Five years before that day,
Herman Stacy had returned to
Campton and returned IS he had
vowed to do (after her rejection
of him, it, wealthiest and most
influential man.
On the hill where his father
farm had formerly stood, he built
= princely mansion, and filled
it with the pictures and statue,
which he had collected during
a two years tower in Europe.
| Thither he came for four
months every summer, spending
the rest Of his time between
Washington and New York,
whittier . double interest
as \ politician and "a
railroad man. drew him with
magnetic force.
Mabel Hanson had heard mar.
velous tales Of the splendor of the
great house on the hill. But she
had never entered it, nor, to bel
kno Wedge, had Patricia ever done
80. And now, in her bewilder
ment, her FIRST question was:
But whore did you ever zee Her
man Stacy, Patricia? Not il
Camptown, I am sure
oh, no, auntie; it was last win
ter-that is, the first time-whsr
l went to New York with Lucy
Hale aud her parents, you know
Mr.. Hale knew Mr.. Stacy, ant
they had something to do will
each other about business, l be
lieve. And so-and SO, they won
out with US to places of amuse'
ment; and in fact that was tn
way it ell came about, aunty
dear.
| Last winter! And it 10 nov
late autumn-very nearly white
again and you have but just toll
mel!
/ 1t is 30 awkward to own an,
such thing said Patricia, looking
very handsome - she blushsd an
laughed. I'm not sure that
should have made the confession
even now she added, only tina
Herman is coming tonight or to
morrow, and. Of course, hs vi
call on me here. And you mus
be ready to zee him and say yes
ike y dear soul - yeu az
Won't it be delightful, aunty
when we can al live in that mag
nificent house together, and 20
Won't have to worry your dea
old brains any longer to max
both ends meet ct the end Of th
year? Love may DO very vel
auntie, and I'll own that I do lov
!. my Herman dearly, but love Wit
plenty Of money and . palace I
live in 10 far better than love in
cottage with IN empty pars
whatever thoss geese Of Poop
may say. And nov III 60 IN
make myself lovely on the chan 2.
of Herman's coming out on q
evening train, instsad OF Il
!; morning one.
!. Patriots kissed her aunt on Dol
) cheeks and ran up the garde
|. walk toward the house, singiI
. q sha went.
|. Miss Hanson leaned b.
a0ainsk The 0rapo nIbor, amor