The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1882-04-15
PATTY'S LETTERS.

$50 did," said Mr.. Waller, who
possessed the insinuating, chivalrit
manner that made every lady whom
he addressed feel herself for the time
being the only feminine creature in
all the universe "but nc amount o
money would hire me to make my
home in place like that. Here it il
like glimpse of paradise" look
ing around admiringly at the shady
lawns, the clematis-hprdered porch.
land the rose hedges all sprinkled oyer
with pink buds. II am sure, madam.
you will reconsider your decision,
and take me for few days, and !
will promise to be no more trouble
around the house than kitten.
Mrs. Farquhar was but human,
and the upshot of affairs was that
Mr.. Waller's trunk arrived the next
day.
"Oh, MOTHER" said Patty Far
quhar, knitting her pretty eyebrows,
"why did you let him in? And we
so peaceful and comfortable herel"
"ChiId. why shouldn't l ?" said the
widow. "He's to pay ten dollars a
week board, and l have no use for
the little three.cornered room over
the parlor."
II don't know" said Patty, slow.
ly, "but it seems to me l feel exactly
as Eve must have felt when she saw
the serpent writhlng his way into
Paradise"
"Nonsense ?" exclaimed Mrs. Far.
quhar, almost angriy.
But Patty only laughed. and ran
away under the shadow of the pink
buds to meet her lover, Morris New
ton.
Little one," said Morris, impris-
oning both her soft white hands in
his, Il have got bad news for YOU"
"Bad news, Morris ?"
"I've got to go to Omaha next
week to see about those silver mines
that one Of my clients has an interest
in."
"Oh, dear" said Patty. purslng up
her strawberry of a mouth.
II shall be gone six months"
"Worse and worse" said Patty.
"But if you say so, Patty" draw
ing her to his side. 1--WE can be mar
ried first and make a wedding trip
oft.
1.-THE idea =" flashed back Patty,
drawing herself out of his embrace
"And without single dress made!"
1--WE can buy the dresses after.
ward"
"That's all a man knows about it,"
"You're sure it's impossible ?"with
disappointed air.
"Oh, quite" asserted the little
brunette.
"Then." said Mr.. Newton, with a
sigh, "you must write very often.
and he getting your fol de rolls rea dy
to he married as soon rs l come
home."
"Yes," said Patty. gravely "that's
more reasonable"
And she went into the house utter
ly ignorant that at the same time
Mr.. Stuart Waller was laying a
wager with boon companion at the
Easteworth Arms that "he could cut
out that conceited lawyer in less than
four weeks"
For Mr.. Waller pique6 by Patty's
cool Indifference, and, unfortuna' ely,
his were the idle hands" for which
Satan is said to have plenty of mis-
chief to do.
"She's pretty after fashion," said
he to himself, "and 1 mean to make
her dead in loye with me before Pm
through"
Mr.. Stuart Waller was a man of
the world. Patty Farquhar was as
young in experience as in years.
They were an ill.mated pair. and it
was hardly three weeks before the
tongue of gossip began to busy itself
with the Widows dark-eyed daugh-
ter.
Mrs. Farquhar came into Patty's
room one afternoon. and found her
crying as If her heart would break,
and with an open letter in her lap.
Heart alive, child! what's the
matter ?" cried the old lady.
Nothing, nothing. nothing I" cried
Patty, hurriedIy wiping her eyes.
"Only / have got a letter from Nor.
ris, and it makes me feel so glad and
sorry"
"Folks didn't cry over love letters
when was a GIRL" said Mrs. Farqu
har.
But the letter was more to Patty
than her mother suspected. Every