The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1892-09-09


ing down among wild honeysuclsles
and Michigan roses. her hair showed
over with the tiuttering petals of the
ounce blossoms, for whose sweet sake
she had risked so much
Il can't jump" said Patty 10 herself,
Its too far; and 1 cant climb down,
for there's a quickest hedge on one side.
and u straight, steep wall ON yle other.
And ri Hersr ask the horrid Old bache-
lor's pardon, no, not il 1 sit here for
three DAYS"
At the end of an hour or two old Mac
keuzie came toward her.
"Wni ye say ycre sorry?' demanded
he.
NO, l won't" said Patty.
He went back to his master
she wunna say she's sorry, sir"
said hc
Let her stay there. them" said Mr.
Maverick. abstractedly.
But when the level beams of the
sunset peercd through the wistariI
leaves and danced on the pages of The
French Revolution" Mr.. Maverick
threw aside his book with yawu.
"NIocbenzie." said he.
Sir" responded the gardener.
is that child up on the wall veto
There She j.. sir answered the old
man, ''aud there she's like To stay. y
wrang-headed, willfu' creature as ever
l set eyes on"
IN 90 ont and speak To her myself"
said Mr.. Maverick, little impatiently.
And Patty, from her lonely height,
look al down upon handsome, middle
aged face, with dark, laughing eyes. a
beard like jctty silk. and u rich olive
skin. lie started back in blank sur
prise at beholding, instead OF the
gawl5y, village schoolgirl for whom he
had looked, a pretty young lady with
blue eyes. floating golden hair, and
pink muslin dress.
-'AIackcnzie,' said he, there has
been q mistake
''Nae mistake at a, sir, nae mistake
at a" persisted the old gardener. Il
caught her a-stealin' EN- my aiuseI.''
Mr.. Maverick turned gravely to the
dimpled captive on the garden wall.
Are you the purloiner of flowers"
said he. The hardened wretch that
declines to supplicate for pardon?''
Are YOU the finty-hearted old bach
elor?" saucily retorted Patty, who was
tired and hungry and sunburned, but
resolute still
An old bachelor-yes, but fiinty-
hearted-no. Mackenzie.'
sir
Bring the ladder at once"
''Eut, sir, She hasna speered pardon
YETI cried the bewildered old Scotch
man.
Bring the ladder, say And then.
as Patty reached the ground, he bowed
low.
''NVill you forgive me?" said he. For
! assure YOU that if / had known II was
anyonG but the tOrmcntiag little school
children, this should not have hap
pencd.
IL only wanted few ounce bios
SOM TO pattern my wax flowers after
said Patty. with crimsoned cheek and
quiver.ng lip, and"
Nj. Maverick glanced down at the
fade | flowers 10 y hich our little heroine
still V. iiantly chung
mi these are all wilted." said he.
''Al.Dy- me to get you some more"
'-t u.c save Us az commented old
Pete- 10 himself: here's I master
speering pardon of [ lassie, instead of
her 10 him. Is I world a upseed down?"
But Mackenzie's astouishment was
nothing to that Of Miss Araninta Allen
when she saw Patty Price come saun-
teriEg leisurely home with Mr.. Mavcr-
lex Il her side. all laden with blossom
ing ounce boughs, and heard him say:
IN bring you those maidenhair
ferns and oNalis specimens in the morn
ing, Vi iss Price: and if there IS any
thing else about the place you fancy |
beg yea to consider my grounds as en-
tircly at your disposal
How have YOU conquered him?" said
A IA niuta. in amaZement-
lie IS an old bachelor" said Patty,
laughing, but he isn't so very dread
ful, after all,"
AID when the ounce blossoms were
all gonc and the tall tiger lilies were
in bio III Albert Maverick asked little
Patty Price % give up her city classes
and stay ii Maverick Hall altogether.
And there are no more broken bottles
on tho garden wall, for Mrs. Maverick
lets tic children have all the flowers
they -ant-Amy Randolph, in y. Y.
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