Sullivan republican. [volume] (Laporte, Pa.) 1883-1896, 1890-04-25
courting days, and haven't seen ono
on you for years."

counting days, and I haven't seen one
on you for years"
'.Nor on anybody else," Mrs. Patti
pan said within herself, but she beamed
upon her husband.
'Here it is" said he, longing it
abroad. 'tNow put it on"
The room was not large one, and
as the shawl swept into the air it struck
the cabinet on that particular spot on
which the Cupid was perched. The
lovely bit of china danced wildly for
moment, then toppled over and fell to
the floor. Nothing remained of it but
cleaning fragments as Mrs. Pattipan
stopped to pick it up.
"Never mind the gimcrack, Ducky"
remarked her spouse. ~ hope it is
that match safe that you gave my best
trousers for-ha! hal hal Come, try
on the shawlp'
Mrs. Pattipan, with secret wall for
her treasure, obeyed. She turned her
back and allowed the drapery to fall
over her ample shoulders, and glided as
gracefully as possible up and down the
| room.
"Charming!" said Mr.. Pattipan.
"You must wear that freely. Don't
save it for best. By Jove Pm glad I
bought it. The little old fellow came
into my place with the parcel, and
bless me if he wasn't curiositya He
called me worthy gentleman, and he
wanted to show me a shawl. Well,
couldn't look at it until he told me all
about the Vale of Cashmere where it
was made, and asked me to smell the
altar of roses; and suddenly says !,
The very thing for Duckyr and l had
Pringle, the clerk, in and put it on
him, and he said he thought it must be
genuine, for his grandmother had one
just like it" (''No doubt" said Mrs.
Pattipan to herself. )-''and cut came
my little fifty dollar bill and he gave
me five-dollar note, and done it
wasI'
Mrs. Pattipan had reached the end of
the parlor and was standing quite still
with her back turned. She could not
control her features at that moment;
/, she had just recognized her own old
broche shawl-the one she had given to
the clothes mani She knew it only too
well by the pattern. And there was
the little fray darned by her own fingers
five years before. when she did occa-
sionally wear the shawl to market.
"Turn about, Ducky," said Mr.. Pat
tipan. ''Now, do you know, haven't
seen you look so elegant for long
whilei We'll 60 to the opera tonight
-comic-and show it off. I know
women like to exhibit elegant things
when they have 'em-and here is the
change the old fellow gave me out of
the fifty-a five-dollar bill. Take care !;
it's been mended. You'll want some
little fallal."
AS Mrs. Pattipan came to her hus-
bands side she was aware that she
should see the counterfeit bill that the
old CLOTHES man had stolen from the
china bowl, and indeed she did; and I
can not help believing that some of the
very finest chronological developments
must have been hers, for she smiled up
into Mr.. Pattipan's face and said: my
dear, you are usually generous" and
put the worthless bill in her pocket
with little air of coquetry, and actu-
ally wore the faded, old fashioned
hroche shawl to the theater that even
ing and was happy in it.
But, after all, to have husband who
thinks one beauty at forty five, and
is anxious to make one happy, compen-
safes for any such little notifications
as that which Mrs. Pattipan expert
enced when the lady in the seat behind
her whispered audibly;
"Well, that shawl must have come
out of the Ark. "-Freside Companion.