Sullivan republican. [volume] (Laporte, Pa.) 1883-1896, 1889-09-13

no, we'll keep the little shlverlnS pail Oh
snow, mother, and try and teach it to
respect our garden beds. But it is rather
a singular proceeding on the part of our
neighbors-now, isn't it?"
Three days afterward there came a
knock at the door and Tinette Wylie
stood there with pink cheeks, sparkling
eyes, and hair all instinct with the gold
of the declining sun.
sis this Mr.. Vallinger2" said she.
''Miss Wylie, believe" said Walter,
who had the kitten nesting in its cotton
lined basket on his study table in full
view.
Oh, treacherous Fairy, who was already
so entirely reconcied to her new lot that
she had not even a recognizing purr for
the little mistress who had loved her so
dearly
~ am so sorry-so ashamedn' began
Tinette. "But / never even Knew it until
this morning Oh, what must you have
thought2 What sort of people must you
have supposed us to be-"
~ beg your pardon !" said Walter, him
self beginning to get little confused.
''The kitten, you KNOW" explained
Tinette-''I feared-that is, was quite
certain that she was going to be an an
noyance to you, so | packed her in a
basket TO send to my uncle, who lives on
the other side of the mountain. And
gathered some Strawberries on the same
day, and mamma thinks she must have
sent the wrong basket-because, when |
went to Uncle Rob's to see how dear
Fairy was getting along, there was no
Fairy there, and / couldn't understand
what he meant when he thanked me for
the lovely strawberries and roses. So
then it flashed over me all of sudden,
and mamma can't think how she could
have been so careless, and oh, please, :"
with pretty clasping of the hands that
had pink dimple in every knuckle, ''do
forgive us, and let us have Fairy back
againl"
"But l don't think" said Y alter Val
linger, ''that can spare her I've be-
come very fond of that kitten, do you
know, Miss Wylie2"
Il thought you hated CATS" said
Tinette"
$50 did," said Walter-''at least :
didn't like 'em. But l have changed my
platform in regard to this particular cat,
She is the dearest, gentlest, most sagac-
ious little creature"
''Oh, isn't she?" cried Tinette, with
kindling eyes. II knew you would find
it out in time"
''And my mother is as fond of the kit.
ten as | am, strange to say" he went on.
''You will let us keep her, am sure?"
Tinette's eyes fell; her color rose; this
was too severe trial of her loyalty.
"Couldn't-couldn' we own her to-
gether?" she murmured.
Walter Vallinger could lot resist this
appeal. He took the basket and placed
it in Tinette's hands.
"You have the best right,to her." said
he.
'.How can / ever thank you enough?"
said she.
She was almost ready to cry, but sne
laughed afterward, while he related their
amazement, when the kitten leaped into
the midst of the lettuce salad, their per-
plexity and their gradual conversion to
the cat question.
And it was a full hour before she went
home to tell her mother what charming
people the next-door neighbors were!
"And I am to take Fairy over to see
them every day." said she.
II declare" said old Mrs. Vailinger,
~ didn't think it would be possible foi
me to miss a cat so much! She was a
deal of company for me. By the way,
Walter, how very pretty that young girl
is2"
Every" said Walter.
Mrs. Vallinger said no more, but her
thoughts travelled afar into the future.
Like all women she was born match
maker.
"Who knows what may happen" she
said to herself. Saturday Night.
lynchers Spare Praying Burglar.