Sullivan republican. [volume] (Laporte, Pa.) 1883-1896, 1890-05-30

alter them In swar ming time, and
(she dared not allude to the trouble
they were making in neighborly rela-
tions, but glided swiftly on to the next
vantage poinD-''it will be just exactly
the money want to finish the sum for
my wedding dress"
Mrs. Fcnwick's face softened; she
kissed Fleda's carmine check, with a
deep sigh.
For your sake, then, darling" said
she. ''But wouldn't for the world
have Mr.. Mingden think that would
concedo single inch to-
81 don't KIN ow that it is any of Mr..
Mingden's business" said Fleda,
quietly.
The next day Mr.. Mingden trotted
to look at his new possessions.
''Too bad that Harry had to go back
to town before he had chance to see
how tho bee-hives looked in their
place." soliloquized he. "a capital
idea, that of his. wonder what the
old lady will say when she sees the OPP
position apiary! Won't she be furiousl
Ha, ha, har'
He adjusted his spectacles as he
fastened down towards the sunny south
walk which had heretofore been the
battle ground. There was the row of
square, white hives on his side of the
fence-but 10 and behold! tho bench
that had extended on the other side
was vacant and desertedi
"Why!" he exclaimed, coming to an
abrupt standstilL "What has she done
with her beesa"
''Sold 'em all to you, SIR" said
Jacob, the gardener. "And fine lot
they bel And not an unreasonable
price neither! Mr.. Harry looked arter
that hisself."
IL hope you'll be very kind to them,
sir" uttered soft, pleading little
voice, and Elfleda Fenwick's golden
head appeared just above the pickets of
the fence. Sand / never knew until
just now that it was you who bought
them"
"Humph!" said Mr.. Mingden.
"But, ! hope, after this" kindly
added Fleda, "that we shall never have
any more trouble-as neighbors,
mean. 1t has made me very unhappy,
and ="
The blue eyes, tho faltering voice,
melted the old gentleman at last.
''Then don't let it make you unhappy
any longer, my dear!" said he, reaching
over the pickets to shake hands with
the pretty special pieader. 'Hang the
beesl After all, what difference does
it make which side of the fence they're
ona So you're the little school teacher,
are youa I'm blessed if don't wish
was young enough to go to school to
you myself"
Fleda ran back to the house in secret
glee.
~ do believe" she thought, 'the
Montague and Capulet feud is healed
at last! And lido believe Emitting
her blond brows), ''that Jack told
young Mingden all about tho bees, and
that that is the solution of this mys-
tery!'
But that evening there came a pres
ent of white grapes from the Mingden
greenhouses to Mrs. Fenwick, with the
old gentleman's card.
''He must have been very much
pleased to get the bees" thought the
old lady. ''If had only known he
liked bees, Ishould have thought very
differently of him. All this shows how
slow we should be to believe servants
gossip and neighborhood tattel If ]
had known he was the purcl aser, !
should have declined to negotiate; but
perhaps everything has happened for
the bestp'
Jack Trevelyn thought so, when he
stood up in the village church, fort
night from that time beside fair vision
in glittering white silk, and vail that
was like crystalized fir ost-work. And
the strangest part of all was that old
Mr.. Mingden was there to give the
bride away!
81 take all the credit to myself"
mischievously whispered Harry Ming
den, the "best man." '.But Pm afraid
it is easier to set machinery in motion
than to stop it afterwards And it's
just possible that may have an aunt
in-law yet"
Stranger things have happened"
said the bridegroom. = Tie Ledger.