The Hazel Green herald. [volume] (Hazel Green, Wolfe County, Ky.) 1885-19??, 1892-07-29

1--WE caught her. Meester VI auverick!"
said he.
Caught whom?" said Mr.. Maverick,
frowning q little at the interruption, as
he turned the page.
"The girl as steals our flowers"
"Where?"
up on the garden wall!'
"Why doesn't she get down agnin?"
because I've token the bit ladder
away" eXultantly answered old Peter.
Mr.. Maverick smiled grizzly LET
her stay there then, until she asks par
don and promises good behavior for the
future" said he, aud relapsed instantly
into Carlyle"
Old Peter went back, chuclling To
himself.
Aha, bairny," said he, my master
says ye're to speer his pardon AMI
promise never to steal flowers againl"
81 WON'T cried indignant Patty.
"Suit yourself, suit yourself" said old
Peter; and he went to work at some
tulip bulbs with the most bnrbarous
indifference. And there sat pretty
Patty Oh the wall, her little feet hang
ing down among wild honeysuckles
and Michigan roses, her hair showed
over with the fluttcring petals OF the
ounce blossoms for whose sweet sake
she had rislSed so much.
81 cant jump" said Patty to herself,
Its too far; and | can't climb down,
for there's quickest hedge on one side,
and II straight, steep wall on the other.
And I'll nertr ask the horrid old bache-
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three days.
At the end of an hour or two old Mac
kcnzic came toward her
"Will yc say ye're sorry?' demanded
he.
mo, | WON'T said Patty
He went back TO his master
"She wunna say she's sorry, sir"
said he.
Let her stay there, them" said Mr..
Maverick, abstractcdly.
hut when the level beams Of the
sunset pccred through the wistaria
leaves and danced on the pages of "rhc
French Revolution" Mr.. Maverick
threw aside his book with yawn.
"Macllcn2ic!" said he.
sir" Responded the gardener.
as that child up on the wall yct?"
There she is, SIR" answered the old
man, land there she's like to stay. A
wrang-hcadcd, wilifu' creature as ever
set eyes on.
I'm 90 out and speak to her myself"
said Mr.. Maverick, little impatiently.
And Patty, from her lonely height,
looked down upon u handsome, middle
aged face, with dark, laughing eyes, u
beard like ietty silk. and rich olive
skin. He started back in blank sur.
prise at beholding, instead Of the
gawlly, village schoolgirl for whom he
had looked. pretty young lady with
blue eyes. floating golden hair, and
pink muslin dress.
"Mackcnzie," said he, there has
been u miStale!"
Nae mistake ut n, sir, nae mistake
ut a" persisted the old gardener. IL
caught her a-stcalin' EN- my ainsel'!'
Mr. Maverick turned gravclv to the
dimpled captive on the garden wall.
Are you the purloincr of flowers?'
said he, The hardened wretch thnt
declines 10 supplicate for pardon?"
Are you the 1inty-hcartcd old bach
tired and hungry and sunburned, but
resolutc still
"An old bachclor-yes, but tlinty-
hcartrd-no! Mackenzie:'
"Sirw
"Bring the ladder at once"
But. sir, she hasna Speered pardon
yet" cried the bewildered old Scotch
man,
bring the ladder, say" And then,
as Patty reached the ground, he bowed
low.
"Will you forgive mc?" said he. "For
assure you that If had known it was
anyone but the tormenting li'tle school
children, this should not have hap
pcned.
IL only wanted few ounce bios
SONS to pattern my wax flowers after
said Patty, with crimsoned cheek and
quivering lip "and-"
Mr., Maverick glanced down at the
faded flowers to which our little heroine
still valiantly chung.
"And these are all wilted," said he.
"Allow me 10 get you some more"
Guide save MS ~" commented old
Peter to hImself heres L master
| Speering pardon of { lassie, instead of
her To him! lstworld "a upseed down?"
But Mackenzic's astonishmcnt was
nothing To thato Miss Araminta Allen
when she saw Patty Price come saun-
tcring leisurely home with Mr.. Maver-
| icl ut her side, all laden with blossom
ing ounce boughs, and heard him say;
"fll bring YOU those maidcnhair
ferns and oxalis specimens in the morn
ing Miss Price, and IL there is any
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