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| into that new store O. Lew Hibbard's."
81 did stop in there" said Arad, cool

if I'd seen ye with my own eyes.
Mrs. Greer lighted the fire in the best
room, with true maternal solicitude.
"What's that for1" asked Miss Classy.
eye don't s'pose, do yc, that they'l hev
anything to say that we can't hear jest's
wells not2 1 wouldn't let Patty keep
company with any man that goes to Lew
Hibbard's place, ef 1 was you, Sarah ;
; it's reg'lar we'll of iniquity!"
81 guess Arad Temples pretty steady
young man." said Mrs. Greer, timidly, as
she adjusted the best duplex lamp on the
table, and set the big family Bible AID
the new photograph album straight.
Cousin Cassaudra stalked grimly out
of tie room.
"Don't say I didn't warn you'll! said
she.
Patty came to her mother that night
Just as the big kitchen clock was strik-
ing eleven.
'sMother," said she, "Arad Temple
has asked me to be his wife"
Mrs. Greer looked quickly up.
"What did you tell him, Patty2' said
she.
:I-said-yes! Oh, mother, why
shouldn't II He is so good, SO nice
and he loves me so dearly"
"Butyou Cousin Cassandra thinks"
"Mother," whispered Patty, nesting
her head down on her mothers shoulder,
II did say something about Lewis Hib-
bard's store. I made believe I was an
CRY, mother, and he looked so hurt, and
he let my hand fall so, mother" with
pretty little piece of pantomiue), sand he
said, IF you can't trust me in every
thing, Patty, don't trust me at ALL! And
I said I'd trust him, mother, to the very
end. Did 1 Go right2"
"Well," said Mrs. Greer, tcnderly en-
folding Patty with her loving arms,
s:it's just the answer Ishould have made
your father, Patty, when we kept COM
pany; that's all I know. And your
Cousin Cassandra-"
"Oh, let Causin Cassandra mind her
own business" said Patty, coloring up.
'sShe always was NEEDING, prying, dis
agreeable old maid, and think she
grows worse every year."
Miss Cassandra Greer heard the news
of the engagement with an ominous
shake of the head.
ssIt's dreadful resky thing" said
she. 81 wouldn't run the chance, that
I knowwf
Patty had it on the tip Of her tongue
to retort that it was extremely unlikely
she would be called upon to hazard any
such danger, but she thought better OF
it, and didn't,
She was so happy that she could al
ford 20 be magnanimous!
ssMe and Mrs. Squire Rudder and Miss
Betsy Hall and some other of the church
ladies, said Miss Classy, "we're gwine
to try and get that place of Lewis Hib-,
bard's shut up! And don't think none
the more OF Arad Temple for his goin'
there so much. But law! Pattys com.
pletely infatuated with him, and there's
no use talking to her bout it!'
"Patty," said young Temple to his
fiancee, the week before the wedding,
"you have trusted me, and you've done
RIGHT. But l don't like to see the
troubled look on your face whenever that.
old meddler gives tongue on the subject
of Hibbard's store. I have been there
good deal lately, but I've never spent a
cent. I've been earning money instead,
at my trade, putting up new barn and
line of sheds Ut the rcar-and that was
NV business there! But l wouldn't
please Cousin Classy so much as to tell
her that. Isn't it strange that people
can't mind their own business"
"Oh," said Patty, laughing, "Cousin
Cassandra never could"
Patty was sewing the last feurette of
white ribbon on the unpretending we'd
ding gown of snowy albatross, when
Miss Cassandra came in, rather fur
ried.
"Whitc may do very we'll for you,"
she said; "out for woman o my years,
I sort O. think dove color would be more
suitable. How many yards dye think
it would take, Patty, for a dress for
me?"
The girl opened her eyes very wide.
"Why, Cousin Cassy," said she, 'are
you going to be marrieds"
Miss Classy gave spasmodic giggle.
"Why, yes" said she, 81 am"
"To Parson Pooley2" gasped Patty.
Miss Cassandra shook her head.
"He's too bigoted," said she. II
wouldn't hev him."
"Peleg Rudder"
"La', no! He's poorer'n Jobs
turkey"
"Who is it, theni"
"Hc'sa good, well-to-do widower, "sald
Cassandla; 'send a man that has buried
two wives will know how to take care of
a third and IN his business he needs a
stirrin', active helpmate." i"
"But you haven't told me who it is;
Cousin Cassy?" persisted Patty.
"Hain't II La me, how forgetful l
be-" simpered Miss Csssandra. "Why-
it's Lewis MISUNDERSTANDING Night.