The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1884-08-14
RATTlE'S LESSON.
BY SARA b. ROSE.


killingest eyes, and the darlingest mus
tache; he is awfullv rich, and one of
the sweetest lawyers in Chicago besides,
so we'll have some material that is
worth our while to practice on now"
cried Hattie Linton, as she came bound
ing into her boarding house parlor with
satisfied sparkle in her big gray eyes.
"Is that SOP" exclaimed Belle Lin
ton, opening her blonde eyelids little
wider than usual Il am glad of it.
Marshfield Corners is fearfully dull this
summer. But what brings Adonis to
this out-of.the-way placer"
Squire Graham's big lawsuit said
Hattie, breathlessly. And he is the
handsomest man think that ever saw,
and l have had an introduction TO him,
too" with triumphant nod.
"But where did YOU meet him? And
what's his name?' inquired matter-of-
fact Jessie Albright.
His name is Mr. Eighme, and met
him at the station this morning. went
down with papa, you know, and he came
in on the train. Papa had met him
somewhere before, and he asked papa
for O good bo riding place, and papa di-
to me, too.
Il believe Hattie Linton has an UNI
Outstanding with her father TO make
her acquainted with every masculine he
meets" said Martha Mason, with lit
tie sneering laugh. And l believe the
two will never cease until some poor
fellow falls victim"
I'll acquit Mr. Linton of any such
foul intent, said Belle, a little spite
fully "He is as down on Hattie's one
sided love affairs as he can possibly be-"
Belle was Hatties cousin, and there
fore thought herself posted.
"One-sided!' cried Hattie, in indig
nant scorn. Just wait until YOU see
Mr.. Eighme, and then Judge whether
he admires me or not.
AT this stage" cried Martha, I'D
wager half million, Hat Linton, that
you brought that stranger in your pony
carriage from the station"
Il did for fact, replied Hattie, en-
joying the girls evident jealousy. Il
was not going to leave the poor fellow
TO walk seven miles afoot this warm
morning"
"Let him walk it in the stage, them"
said Belle. 1T was not at all proper
of you, cousin. "
@Who cares for proper" laughed
Hattie Il am just going for that hand
some lawyer, and you, girls, can't get
near me, so try it, if you dare"
Hattie is pretty sure. She must
have fascinated him somehow" said
Jessie.
Il have riveted him with my eye, so,
girls he is my property, and hands of,
if you please"
So saying, Hattie ran up stairs to her
mothers room to remove her hat and
driving gloves.
Hattie Linton was a light-hearted,
gay young girl of the period, who made
Irritation the first aim of her youthful
existence. She was an only daughter,
and had been petted far more than was
good for her, and as her father had
business in the city during the week
and her mother was an invalid, she did
Just about as she pleased and some
times what she pleased, would have
shocked one not acquainted with Hattie
Linton.
She was very pretty and had man
aged &c work up the girls where she
boarded, including her cousin Belle, to
a fever heat of jealousy, and now she
kept continually goading them with ex-
aggerated versions of her conquests,
until more than one of them secretly
hated her.
The array of pretty toilets that even
ing told Hattie she was not the only
knight who would enter the lists, but
her dainty pink costume held its own
against the destinations of Bellies pale
blue Martha's white, and Jessie's black
tissue with CLEANS of firetcolored rib
bon among her black laces.
Hattie gave them a little nod as she
entered, as much as to say, Il defy
you" and then after introducing the
young ladies gan an entirely original
conversation with Mr.. Eighme.
This gentleman was not at all abashed
by his fiattering reception, and deliber-
ately scanned each of the four young
ladies with those killing black eyes, but
gave to Hattie the victory by offering
her his arm when tea was announced,
and seating himself by her at table.
The old ladies at Mrs. Thompsons
boarding house opened their eyes very
wide when Hattie went out upon the
street with the stranger that evening,
leaving the other girls to their own de-
vices.
"Bid you ever?" cried Mrs. Mason,
in shocked tone. IL would teach
Hattie Linton something if she was my
girl
@She means nothing said Mrs.
Thompson, who was not gossipine
landlady, but she gave Hattie hint OF
what had been said, only, however, to
make the willful girl more bent or
plaguing them than ever, and she ex.
erted all her powers to fascinate the
handsome lawyer, who, in return, made
fiattering speeches, and eyes pathetic
enough to impress heart of polished
steel.