The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1882-10-28

She had walked with him in tho twiligh
and shs had written him two letters, whrl
he Was Temporarily absent in Rev YoIl
-csfeless; girlish letters, hich, although
she had no thought of harm ct the time
she would now give worlds to recall.
"1'll ask him to return them to me,
said Patty 10 herself, ''and then I'll turn
over a new leaf. will go to Aunt Prud
oncia's while he remains here, and begin
my wedding clothes in good earnest"
But when Patty Farqubar preferred
her innocent request, Mr., Waller laughed
In her face.
'My dear Patty" said be, "do yor
take me for foolt"
My name is Miss Farquhar," said The
girl, with flashing eyes.
Excuse me; but when you say 'Deal
Stuart -
Il never said such thingT interrupted
Patty with burning cheeks and eyes
aflame.
'In letter"
Il said Dear Mr. Waller" painted
Patty.
Excuse me once mora. Your mem.
ory plays you false"
"Will you return me the letters?'
Miss Farquhar," with low bow,
''they are great deal too precious to
me-"
"You refuse?"
II never refuse anything to lady,
but"
Patty did not stay to hear the conclus.
ion, but flashed out in the afternoon sun
shihe, with o large lump in her throat
and curious sensation as if all her blood
was turned to fire.
"What fool have been," she thought
pacing up and down the tiny gra1elled
walk like chained panthefess, and bit
ing her scarlet lip. "Oh, what an idiotic,
unreasonable fool! And what will be-
come of me If Morris Newton sees those
scrawlsP But surely, surely, in the wild,
est moment of infatuation, / never ad.
dressed him as Dear Stuari? Be that as
it may, however, 1 must and will get
those letters back"
Fired with indignation, Patty Farqu-
bar resolved herself into a private detec.
tive, Gearched Mr.. Waller's room and
even got a false key 70 his trunk and
went through the contents, but all in
vain. And she had the satisfaction OF
perceiving by Mr.. Walters amused and
patronizing manner that he knew all
about it.
"Ill have them yet, said Patty.
Miss Farquhar was standing with
clasped hands before the wide-opeped
door of the old-fashioned oven, built n
the side of the kitchen chimney and ex.
tending q sort of hump back excrescencC
out in the lilac bushes OF theliback gar
den, when Mr.. Waller cams III with 9
string of speckled trout depending from
his finger.
"IIa Penserosa" said be lightly
pardon me Patty, bit why are you 81
grave?'
My thinble," said she; "it has rolled
down into the oJen-m5 little gold thin
ble."
t'And Won can't reach itP"
at is impossible"
Nothing is impossible when lady
behest spurs one on, said Mr.. Walle
gallantly. "Stand aside one second
Penserosa."
And he :prang valantly into the yawn
ing depths of the old brick over.
1t was decidedly warm, for the fire
had just been taken out it was decided
dark, but no sooner had heIentered, tha
Patty, a brilliant inspiration lighting he
heart and face alike, swung the massiv
iron door TO, and fastened it with th
sturdy bolt.
"Hello!" said Mr.. Waller; what ar
you doing, Patty?"
I'm shutting the door," Patty breatt
lesslY responded.
"But can't find your thimble in thi
= Egyptian darkness"
Il don't want my thimble."
"Patty-Miss Farquhar- what do 20
mean?'
II mean to have those letters back,
4 announced Patty.
"Do you want to roast ne alive in thj
= black hole of Calcuttr?'
81 don't care much whether y5u roal
/ or not, " replied Patty.
Il sLall shout for help"
"Shout away, 'said Patty;vith laugh
Dorcas is hanging out clothes by til
3 river, and mother Las gone to the yillag,
Do Shou,~
r Patty" imploring'y said Waller.
t "WtnY'
l "Am to be n prisoner here for lift?'
I Until Sou give me th, 81 letters"
r Il can't, said Walter, ~ haven't &C
them with me-
5 Bet you can tell mo where they arr
5 l suppose" rrjoined Patty.
S The oven WAS hot aud dark-a senss
tion akin to suffOcation stole over Stual
q Waller.
r Let me- out" said he, grinding hi
D teeth, land / will give them to YOU"
THAT won't do, retotted Patty. e"
3 must have them before you come out c
A not at all"
"ImpossibleE'
e Nothing is impossible when lady
d behest spurs ons on" mimitked malic
GUS Patty.
Mr. Waller uttered an exelamatio
a which was certainly not prayer.
s II can't stand this bfOiling hole
u shouted he. 'In the little sunma
house under the loose board OF the tabl
: Qlick, or l shall be stided to deathr