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

door stared in astonishment at the
queer little figure before them. The
tat, freckled face, surmounted by the
tall hat crowned with waving feathers,
and the monstrous lace mits, brought
q smile to his usually severe counte-
nance.
is Mrs. Marchmore to homer
asked Patty, serenely handing her
card. Thomas was about to reply
that Mrs. Marchmore was engaged
! when the voice of her maid at his ell
bow stopped him.
Don't send her away. The mis-
tress is in one of her worst spells, and
if anything can bring her out Of it a
sight OF that young one will"
so Thomas gravely led the way to
Mrs. Marchmore's room, Patty's card
on his salver, and followed by Patty
| herself.
miss Patty Hawkins" he annouc.
ed, throwing open the door. Mrs.
Marchmore raised her languid eyes
and sat up in surprise.
"Ah? Miss Hawkins, are you well?"
"Yes. m, so as to b" about" ans
wered Patty, REM mbering the oft-re-
peated phrase OF an old W oman who
| visited her mott er. Thomas placed
| her chair and departed with q grin.
| Mrs. Marchmore hesitated for q mo-
ment and then asked: els there any.
thing special you have called to see
| me about?"
"Yes'm," answered Patty; "It's
| about your carriage. should like to
| borrow it," Then, seeing the lady's
look OF establishment, she hesitated to
add: otis tor Patience-she's lame,
you know; [ can walk. Ii your man
| is too busy to go my pa can drive
real good. He drives the grocery
wagon lots Of times"
II do not think quite understand
you," faltered Mrs. Marchmore. 1 do
| not know who Patience is"
"Why, she's the little girl over to
the hospital" And Patty forgetting
that she must hold her head very still
on account of her hat, which WAS
much too large, nodded toward the
building. Down dropped the hat to
her shoulders, completely hiding her
fat face She hastened to push it
| back. crimson with embarrassment,
stealing a quick glance at her hostess.
But no one could have told from Mrs.
| Marchmore's face but that she was
accustomed to having her visitors
hats extinguish them like pair of
| shutters. BY few words she succeed
ed in making Patty feel quite at ease
| and was listening with interest to her
story of Patience.
"Tell her when you sec her
again that I shall be very
glad to take her to the woods to-mor-
row if it is pleasant; and my man is
never too busy to drive" she added
with a smile.
Patty, full of excitement, ran home
to tell her mother, forgetting the
borrowed hat.
"Why, Patty Hawkins" cried her
mother angrily, giving her shake,
''where have you been with my haiti"
"I've been to call on Mrs. March,
more" answered Patty eagerly, "and
she asked me to come again."
"Well if you amt the most pre-
| sumptuous child I ever heard of!''
And Mrs Hawkins, forgetting her vex-
alton: burst into peals Of laughter.
"Asked you to come again, did she?
Ha, ha,I hal with that hat ha, ha, ha!
And those mitts, no, no, no! If you
amt the very funniest-looking figure
ever see! You're enough to make
the most melancholy woman in the
| world go into mysteries, ha, ha, hal"
"She didn't laugh at all, cried
Patty, the tears starting to her eyes.
"and she's going to take Patience to
ride"
True to her word, Mrs. Marchmore
called for Patience the next day, and
it seemed to her, as she sat by the
chi!d's side, that she looked at the
trees, the fields and the river for the
first time, for she saw them through
the eyes OF the little invalid whose
pleasure was too deep for words. :
"It's most like heaven" she said
once, in answer to aquestion from her
new friend. "No, ma am, never saw
anything so beautiful before. I got
hurt when was a little bit of a. thing
and never could walk since. Oh, no,
don't mind so much because I can
sit in chair by the window. It is
hard to stay in bed all the time" .
That was the beginning of many q
drive for Patience, and before the
summer was over she went for week
to Mrs. Marchmore's cottage at the
lake and Patty wasinvited to go with
her and help amuse her. When she
had once begun, Mrs. Marchmore
found it hard to stop, and the little
inmates of the children's hospital
began to think of her as good fairy
Had Broken Something.
If people never cried until they were