The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1882-05-04
Vol. XVIII.
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| come home
'Yes,' said Patty, gravely
that's more reasonable
And she went into the house
utterly ignorant that at the sam e
time Mr.. Stuart Waller was lay
ing a wager with a boon com
panion at the Easteworth Arms
that he could cut out thai con.
ceited lawyer 10 less than four
weeks
For Mr.. Waller was piqued by
Patty's cool indifference, and, un'
fortunately, his were the idle
bands for which Satan is said to
have plenty of mischief to do.
She's pretty after q fashion,
said he to himself, and I mean 10
make her dead in love with me
before I'm through
Mr.. Stuart Waller was a man OF
the world. Patty Farquhar was
as young in experience as iu
years. They we're an i'll mated
pair, and it was hardly three
weeks before the tongue Of gossip
began TO busy itself with the
widows dark-eyed daughter.
Mrs. Farquhar came into Pat
tvs room one afternoon, and
found her crying IS if her heart
would break, and with an open
letter in her lap.
Heart alive, Child what's the
matter p cried the old lady.
Nothing, nothing, nothing?
cried Patty, hurriedly wiping her
eyes. Only I have got a letter
from Morris, and it makes ne feel
so glad and sorry
Folks didn't cry over love let.
ters when l was a girl said Mrs.
Farquhar.
But the letter was more to Pat
ty than ber mother suspected.
Every trusting word, every car
esslng adjective was an envenomed
arrow in her heart.
Patty knew that almost uncon-
sciously she had been led into
what seemed to her an innocent
Irritation with Stuart Waller. She
had walked with him in the twi-
light, and she had written him
two letters, when be was tenn
porarily absent in New York
careless, girlish letters, which,
although she had no thought of
harm at the time, she would now
give worlds to recall.
sI'll ask him to return them to
me- said Patty to herself, 'and
then III turn over q new leaf. I
will 60 to Aunt Prudencia'S while
be remains here, and begin my
wedding clothes in good earn
est
But when Patty Farquhar
preferred her innocent request,
Mr.. Waller laughed in her face.
MY dear Patty said he, do
you take me for a fool?
MY name is Miss Farqubar,'
said the girl, with flashing eyes.
Excuse me; but when you say
Dear STUART
4 never said such a thing!' in.
terrupted Patty, with burning
cheeks and eyes afame.
I'm the letter.
4 said Dear Mr.. Waller, pant
ed Patty.
Excuse me once moro. Your
memory plays you false
will you return me the let
ters?
Miss Farquhar,'. with a low
bow, they are a great deal too
precious to me-
You refuse?'
4 never refuse anything to q
lady, but
Patty did not stay TO hear the
conclusion, but flashed out into
the afternoon sunshine, with 8
large lump 10 her throat and a
curious sensation as if all her
blood was turned to fire.
what fool l have been, she
thought, pacing up and down the
tiny graveled walk like a chained
pantheress, and biting her scarlet
lip. 'Ob, what an idiotic unreas-
onsble fool! And what will be-
come Of me if Morris Newton sees
those scrawls? But surely, in the
widest moment Of infatuation, |
never addressed him as Dear
Stuart" Be that as it may, how
eyer, I must and will get those
letters back
Fired with indignation, Patty