The morning call., 1890-06-01

take the risk anyway The gods have their gar
dem in this State. but Pm thoroughly mortal"
At last after ten years absence from New
York Mrs. Finch, whose hair had whitened In
the service OF her boafders, received a letter
from Judge Platt the handwriting OF which
showed his fingers must now be pretty securely
locked by rheumatic troubles, telling her OF his
desire 10 return East and pass the remainder Of
his days In surroundings more coDgenial to a
man OF artistic and bOokish tastes
Mrs. Finch was requested to prepare a room
for him in her own house If possible; II not, TO
engage room for him in some family boarding
house where they would be little patient with
q Grabbed and crusty old man.
In a letter full OF sympathy for "the man of
CO." as he had signed hims nc, Mrs. Finch in
formed him that until the .mlner flight OF
boarders now nesting beneath her roof il would
be necessary for him to take rooms elsewhere
aud he was directed to send his trunks to a Mrs
Smiths of West Thrty-second street. where she
assured him he would be made perfectly COM
Portable for the present.
In few weeks tall though somewhat bent
figure was seen to emerge from Carriage which
had halted In front OF Mrs. Smiths. The bronzed
face bespoke at first glance q life of exposure,
but closer look showed that IL was Il mere
coating OF sun-yarnish and that the mans fea-
lures were OF singular deiicacy and refinement.
Judge Archer Plat, Tor he II was. made bis way
I'D the flight OF steps with considerable difficulty
and even before his hand had been laid upon the
pell-pull the door swung open and two bright
eyed children, a boy and gill, received him
with the sweetest OF smiles
- are you the Judge that Mrs. Finch sent to
our house?" inquired the boy in voice as
musical as silver DELL
" That / am, my little man," replied Plat,
steadylng himself on his cane, " and pray who
may you be?"
And Pm Pansy, but that isn't my real name,
that's only just a nickname, you know. My
real name IS Margeiy. Pm named for Mrs.
Finch. the lady who sent you here to our house
and love her too"
"Pansy. let me do the talking" exclaimed the
boy rather testify. Wal> in please, Mr.. Judge,
III take your hat People generally put their
canes here, but L suppose you couldn't walk
without yours"
Not very well, my sweet boy" replied PIatt
as he followed the children luto the drawing
room.
They led him to an easy chair and while tho
boy busted himself arranging a hassock for his
feet, the girl placed a cushion behind his head.
" I'm really very much obliged TO you, little
friends" murmured Platt. as he gave sigh of
relief upon finding himself stretched out IN an
easy chair "ATe there many DOaIder5 in your
house2"
mot very many, Mr. Judge" said the girl
Mamma is very particular who she takes very
particular, indeed"
Let me do the talking, Pansy," said the boy
pushing his sister gently aside.
Yes sir" continued the boy; "she makes
them give plenty OF references"
" Dear me! wonder If Mrs Finch attended to
that for ?" said Platt.
ION, you wont have 10 give relerences" eX-
claimed The girl. with delicious pursuing up Of
her lilil' cherry mouth.
And why not, l should like to know, little
sprte?" asked PlaIt, fixing his gaze upon The
mischeyous sparkle OF her biz blue eyes.
- Because you've got the rheumatism" she
replied, lowering her voice and looking very
sad
On, Pansy, lei me do the talking" said the
boy, stepping in front of her. That isn't The
reason at all, sir. It's because you're a friend Of
Mrs. Flnchs. l know more about it than Pansy
does. Pm nearly two years older than she is,
and Pm man. TOO. Girls don't know much"
They know more than people think they do''
exclaimed the indignant little maid.
80 they do, 50 they do" added Platt laugh
inely, land now, ct little friends would you
that Judge Plat, Mrs. Finch's friend has ar
rived and would like TO see her for few mo-
inentS."
The two children didn't walt for a second bid.
ding, but bounded of to the other end of the
room, and, to PIatrs great wonderment turned
back the very next moment leading toward him
d LADY OF most charming face aud figure and eX-
quisltely alfred.
This Is Mrs. Smith," the two children ex-
Claimed, their sweetly musical voices In perfect
chord.
Platts lips Parted. lie leaned forward attempt
ed to rise but the next moment mother and chill
aren were at his ieet, and lie was pressed back in
his chair again.
''Kittyl Kittyi is It really you ?" he stammered,
as he clasped That still beautiful face between
his hands aud pull a hearty and resoundlng kiss
in the very spot where many years before his
lips had tlmldly rested.
Yes, dear, dear, good friend" cried Mrs
Carey; at is really Kitty, the belle OF Minelta
lane" aud the tears flowed freely as they looked
into each others faces
Here comes papa; mere comes papa, too"
cdlleu ont Iahsy, clhpplnS ner haDd5 1oyfully-
LET me do the talking. Pansy," said Archie,
iInpatieutiy. You mean here comes MIR.
Smith,"
he next instant Careys hands held those of
his beueiacto in a long and tight grasp. Pansy
was the first TO break tue silence.
~ GU are not going to board with Mrs. Finch
at all, Mr.. Judge; you're going to live with us
forever"
Archie stamped his little foot ard cried out as
the tears choked his voice:
"Mamma. us just Too provoking for anything;
you Promised NE that | might tell him that.
These girls spoil everything"
1.-THE END.l
Copyright 1880, by he -ftttors' AHiaace; al rights