Sullivan republican. [volume] (Laporte, Pa.) 1883-1896, 1891-06-12
LAPORTE, Pa FRIDAY JUNE L. 1891.
to spend their money. What is the
thing, anyhow--ducks padding In .


thing, anyhow--ducks padding in
pond2"
Philomel shook her head.
''Herens," said she, .sin d marsh full
of reeds and rhshes. Those lines of yellow
silk seea-are where the sunshine
strikes the water.
Flaxley peered dubiously at the mass
of bright colors.
''One has to exercise considerable i'm.
agination, " said he.
81 wonder" said Philomel to her
brother, after the fussy little visitor was
gone, ''if ought to have told him that
l was doing this work for his niece in
Radcliffe street2"
"'Speech is silver, silence is golden, u"
said Rembrandt Alison, mechanically.
"lt's always best not to talk. Do you
think, Phil, I've got the red too deep
in this PEASANTS jacket2"
Mr.. Flaxley, making his way home,
thought of the studio he had just left,
with a softening of the heart.
"They are nice children, "he pondered.
"Their father was nice man. He took
me into his ranch and cured me that
time had the gulley fever. might
have died if it hadn't been for him."
Time passed on; the three months ex-
pired. Constantia copied some letters
for her uncle on u typewriter with such
skill and rapidity that he wrote out his
check for thousand dollars on the spot.
Kitty showed him her diploma from
Graftenburgh s Co., and proudly called
his attention to trinity fitting dress that
she wore.
A second time Uncle Flaxley inscribed
his autograph on an oblong slip Of pale
green paper, and then Theodore unrolled
banner of dark.olive satin, glistening
with rich embroidery.
SIT has just been sold at the woman's
exchange" said. she, ''for hundred and
ten dollars. Here's the receipt"
Uncle Flaxley pricked up his feather
like ears; he stared very hard through
his spectacles.
"Your work 2" said he.
"My work !" repeated Theodore, with
dignity.
"No, it lsn't!" curtly contradicted Mr..
Flaxley, whose forte was not conven-
tional repose. ''I've seen those ducks
and marsh grasses beforel l saw them
when Philomel Alison was working them.
Young woman, you have deceived mea'
Theodore turned scarlet. The sudden
ness of his contradiction had stricken her
guilty soul dumb.
.sNo thousand-dollar check for you, ~
said Mr.. Flexley. $50 and say your
prayers and read over the Ten Command
ments, where it says, Thou shalt not
stealP For you are thief! T"
He had scarcely overcome his wrath
against this backsiding relative when he
trotted around to Rembrandt Ahson's
studio the next day.
az can't get that young fellows visit
full face out of my mind," thought he.
81 guess I'll buy the eighteenth inch
square of canvas after ALL"
He stood wiping his boots on the mat
in the studio vestibule, aud plainly heard
Kitty's voice saying:
''Do take it, Rembrandt! I've earned
it myself. It's mine to give, and I've no
possible use for it. I thought of YOU all
the time, and do so want you to go to
Paris aud study In the Louvre"
Uncle Flaxley pushed the door open
with bang and walked in, regardless
of etiquette.
"Yes. take it, Alison" said he
stake it in the spirit that she gives it.
She's trump, that girl is!'
Rembrandt Alison looked at Kitty s
scarlet face with grave, searching eyes.
81 will take it," said he, "if Kitty
will give me herself, also. There can
be no crushing sense of obligation where
love bridges the way"
''Tll give her to you," said Uncle
Flaxley, bolding pushing Kitty forward.
Things are happening just to suit me. y
"Ie also," said Philomel, in whis-
per, her pale face lighted up with joy.
"Herer' said Uncle Flaxley; "what's
the price of this picture-and this-and
thisa I'll buy 'em all! Gracious me. il
you're really going to Paris, there's nc
reason Kitty shouldn't go, too, on her
wedding trip"
OF all Uncle Flaxley's eccentricities,
this was the most delightful. Kitty
had a long story to tell Julian Dover and
Claire, in their studio across the hall,
that day.
''It will be such glorious thing" "
cried Claire, still enacting "The Fisher
mans Wife," ''for you to marry an ar
| tist!'
But Mrs. Flaxley declared that her
rich relation had been "shamefully
partial" in the matter of the thousand.
dollar proposition. 1t lis so hard to suit
everybody!-Saturday Night.