The Indianapolis sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1880-1904, 1885-02-22

glance OF mingled pride and apprehens sion,
and this Is wsf Mrs Remission read:
MY Dear Miss Rosinells, Angle of Ny
Life-l do miss you 20 very much indeed
and o how wish We could see each other.
before wensday which is such . long way of
bat suppose We cant Recourse Patty Kenis-
tors mother says she mustn't speak to Matty
Monroe till then becourse they qusrreled
hope they will never quarrel again don't
you?
Patty Remission says sne won't She has
been very lonely without Matty and won-
ders III she has finished your wedding dress
which she hopes she has Recourse she wants
rs to be marryed wensday anyhow in her
dollshouse. She is going to have reall
frosted wedding cake for Us and hopes Matty
will bring over some raspberry vinneg for
wine to drink helths with the way they all
ways used to do you know. o how ] do
want to see you and De marrved Anser
this soon and write me q long letter for am
dying to bear from you my own presiols
RosiDe ella.
Ever your loving knife
''SIR LEON DER MoNTNoRENsY."
! Mrs Remission laughed until she cried and
had to wipe her tears with her apron; but
all she said, when she gave back the letter,
was, "Oh, Patty Patty! of all the cali
dren-"
| OF course the postman was late next morn
ing; bat when he came, he was in remark
ably good humor. and wore q smile that
dan ced up to him, asking, excitedly, "A let
ter for me? letter for me2
Bat he only chnckled. and shook his head
for answer, and then said, slowly, Was,
no, little GAL I'm sorry to disapp' Mt yer. but
Their amt" adding. with a twinkle Does
any body bv the name of Montmorenci live
hereabouts7n
;t1s Lett 1aff
scres med Patty. do give it TO me, Mr..
Skinner"
Couldn't posserbly, little gal. 'Tsin't
yours, yer see It's directed ter Sir Leon de
Montmorenci, Knight That amt your
name, We know" said Mr.. Skinner, preduc-
ing tiny envelope.
"Oh yes, it is l mean it's my dolIsp'
shouted Patty, and seiziDg the precious let
ter she ran into the house with it and left
Mr.. Skinner still cbuckling to himself with q
hearty enj )yment of the little girls delight.
Here is the letter:
/ my Dear Leon-Many thanks for vour
kind letter. am quite ready TO be married.
Mattv made my ~edding dress yesterday. 1t
is of white satin, p zee left over from her
mothers and trimmed with white lace |
have a lovely vail Matty says she will hri. g
the ra'pberry vinegar she's speiitd 1t l.
i fsrent from what | did" tnoUg IT
Patty i. guess she ASK d Lida.") and
some crullers. And now have an
idesr. Let us have q telegraph. You
ask Patty Remission to come to the gate post
al 8 to- morrow, and Mstty will meet her with
her end of the string. think il is nice to
live next door. Tell Patty Matty won't
speak to her, so she needn't be afraid to
come. think your letter was lovely
can not make one half so nice. but then
you're the gentleman aud I'm the lady, 80
any way it wouldn't be proper. / love you.
Tell Patty to be sure and come. Ever your
faithful ladilove,
RosINELLA SAINT HILAIRE"
How Splendid said Patty. I'VE can
write all the time, then. may, msyn't /,
mother"
Mrs. Remission nodded. She was trying on
dress, and her mouth was full of pins.
And after that it wasn't hard at all. The
telegraph was such q blessing. But still
when the week came to an end, Patty and
Matty flew into each others arms as If they
had been separated for a year.
"Oh, Msttyw said Patty, and oh, Patty!'
said Matty, and "Hil" said Job Twitchett
bobbing his lead over the fence, ''yer'll fight
agen in fortnit"
"Go away. you bad bay" said Patty, fac
ing him iercely. I'VE shall never light
againl"
} And though Job repeated "Hil" and
snapped his fingers, they didn't-for whole
lnopth