Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1892-06-30

and Michigan roses, ner mar suu,, to
over with the fluttering petals Of the
ounce blossoms, for whose sweet sake
she had risl;cd so much.
81 can't jump" said Patty to herself,
ITS too far; and can't climb down,
for there's quickest hedge on one side,
and straight, steep wall on the other
And I'll nercr ask the horrid old bachc-
Tors pardon, no, not IL l sit here for
three daysl"
At the end Of an hour or two old Mac.
kcnzie came toward her.
will yc say ye're sorry9" demanded
he
Mo, | WON'T" said Patty.
lie went back to his master.
she wunna say she's sorry, sir"
said he.
Let her stay there, them" said Mr..
Maverick, abstractcdly.
but when the level beams Of the
sunset pccrcd through the wistaria
leaves and danced on the pages Of "rho
French Revolution" Mr. Maverick
threw aside his book with yawn.
"Mackcnzic!" said he.
Sir" responded the gardener.
us that child up ON the wall yctp"
"Thcrc she is, SIR" answered the old
man, "and there she's like to stay. A
wrang-hcndcd, willfu' creature as ever
l set eyes on"
IN go out and speak TO her myself"
said Mr.. Maverick, little impatlcntly.
And Patty, from her lonely height,
looked down upon n handsome, middle.
aged face, with dark, laughing eyes, a
beard like jctty silk, and rich olive
skin. lilo started bnck in blank sur
prise Mt beholding, instead OF tho
gawky, village schoolgirl for whom he
had looked, pretty young lady with
blue eyes, floating golden hair, and u
pink muslin dress.
Mackenzie" said he, there has
been II mistal,el"
Nae mistake at n, sir, nae mistake
ut az persisted tho old gardener. 81
caught her a-stcalin' 'om my ainsell"
Mr. Maverick turned grnvcly to the
dimplcd captive ON the garden wall
AFRO you the purloiner of ilowers?"
said he. "Tho hardened wretch that
declines to supplicatc for pardon?
Are You tho ilinty-hcarted old bach
elor?' saucily retortcd Patty, who was
tired and hungry and sunburned, but
resolute still.
IAN old bachclor--yes, but fliuty.
hearted-nol Mackenziel"
"Sirl"
bring the ladder at oncel"
But sir, sho hasna speercd pardon
yeti" cried the bewildered old Scotch
man.
bring the ladder, sayl" And then,
as Patty reached the ground, no bowed
low.
o. "Will you forgive mc?" said ho. "For
l assure you that II had known IL was
anyone but the tormcnting li'tlc school
children, this should not have hap.
pcned."
IL only wanted n few ounce bios
SONS to pattern my wax flowers nfter,"
said Patty with crimsoned cheek and
quivering lip, "and-"
Mr. Maverick glanced down Mt the
faded flowers TO which our little heroine
still vallnntly chung.
And these are all wilted," said he.
ALLOW me TO get you some more"
Guide save us al" commented old
Peter TO himself; "hcre's q master
specring pardon Of q lassic, instead OF
her to hint lst world n upsced DOWN."
But Mackenzics astonishmcnt was
nothing to that Of Miss Araminta Allen
when she saw Patty Price come saun-
tcring lcisurcly home with Mr.. MAYER
icls Mt her side, all laden with blossom
ing ounce boughs, and heard him say:
I'm bring you those mnidcnhalr
ferns and oxnlis specimens In the morn.
Ing, Miss Price; and II there Is any.
thing else about the place you fancy |
beg you TO consider my grounds ~ en-
tircly at your disposal"
"llow have you conquered him?" said
Araminta, In amazcment
"lle is an old bachelor" said Patty,
laughing, "but he isn't so very dread
full, after nll!"
And when the ounce blossoms were
NIL gone and the tall tiger lilies wero
In bloom Albert Maverick asked little
Patty Price to give up her city classes
and stay at Maverick Hall altogether,
And there are no more broken bottles
on the garden wall, for Mrs, Maverick
let's the children have all the flowers
they want-Amy Randolph, in N, Y.
Ledger.