The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1892-10-20
PATTY'S SUMPTION.

"Hullo!"
The pale face turned YEARLY and
gleam Of interest shot into the tired
eyes as they caught sight of Patty
outside the window. Patty was
short and fat and her face covered
with freckles, but to the littleinvalidshe
seemed a picture of beauty, for she
belonged to the great outside world,
of which the sick girl only caught an
occasional glimpse from her window
in the red brick hospital
"Hullo!' she said, returning Patty's
vigorous greeting in g. weak little
voice.
"See, have brought you some
flowers" continued Patty, holding
up her hands full of buttercups and
daisies. II got them at picnic, but
how shall get them up to you? Will
they let me climb up to the Window"
Patience nodded, and Patty tying
the flowers in her handkerchief
climbed lightly up, clinging to light
ming rod and window sill, and holding
on by one hand, emptied the content
of the handkerchief in Patience's lap.
The sick girl gave cry OF gladness,
and gathering them up held them
close to her face.
"They're lots prettier in the woods
and meadows" said Patty. ''They
just peek up among the green leaves
SO cute! | wish you could see them"
II wish could" said Patience, her
face full of longing, never was in
the woods in all my ]ife."
"Oh, my!' gasped Patty, chow
sorry am for you! 1 wish I could
take you there; but we haven't any
thing but our baby carriage, and you
couldn't double youF feet up in that,
cause you're lame"
Just then the inatron entered, Civ
ing Patty such a fright that she near
ly fell off the window ledge; but the
matron only smiled when she saw her,
and stopped to look at the flowers.
cher name is Patty," explained Pa
thence, land she lives next door. She
feels SO sorry for me because I'm lame
that she saved me some flowers. She
said if she had a carriage she would
take me to the woods too"
"Well I don't know about that; if
they had a carriage they would be
like all the rest of the folks-never a.
thought for any one but themselves
l often think if the people who have
carriages would remember the sick in
hospitals how many weary days
would be frightened.
"Patty, Pattyr' called a shriil
voice, ''ma says to come home and
take care ofsthe baby" and she slid
down to the ground bordering the
matron's words. Patty lived so near
the hospi; al that she caught MANY
gllmpses OF the suffering within those
highxbrick walls, but she had never
been able to show her sympathy for
the little inmates except by all occa.
slonal CHEEKY nod and a "hullo" when
she caught sight OF a face at the win
dow.
Patience had been there so long
that she felt we'll acquainted with her,
and her tender little heart was filled
with plans to take her to the woods,
as she sat there bobbing the baby up
and down in his cot. She lived in the
rear oflone of the great avenues, and
as she watched the carriages roll past,
she wondered why it was that it was
only those who had none who wanted
to take sick people to drive. Just
them carriage came by that Patty
had often admired. The stately
horses with their clanking silver hains,
the immovable coachmen in his high
topped boots, and the soft, silken
cushions, against which Mrs. March
more leaned, would be just the thing
for Patlence's lame back, Patty
! thought.
"She looks sick herself, she COM
mented, as Mrs. Marchmore's ewes
rested upon her and the baby for q,
moment, and then turned languidlv
away. II shouldn't wonder a bit #
she would doit. IbeIieve I'll ask her"
The idea was so fascinating that
Patty could think OF nothing else.
She had always wanted to make a
call on somebody and here was her
chance. She remembered having
heard somewhere that people who
called must have calling cards and
she set about making one. A sheet
of note paper was cut in two, and
Miss Patty Hawkins was printed on
it in her very best LETTERS. Then her
mothers best hat and lace mits we're
borrowed. She did not stop to ask
for.. them, so sure was she that the
object Of her call would make her
mother willing to lend them.
The baby was cross that afternoon
and would not 90 to sleep, and Patty
was in despair for fear her visit could
not be made. Butat last she was free,
and summoning all her courage she
mounted the massive stone steps,
card in hand, and rang the bell.
The tall footman who opened the