The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1895-04-07

Copyright by BaehsIlsr. Johnson &
Bachelor.
The first time be saw her Re Sas ten
years old and she tao. Her parents aa1
Eaken possession % she house next ros~
90 bis own home only the previous week
Il was a warm Nay afternoon and BE Wa
coming home from school With ais books
strapped over h.s shoulder when the shr1h
screann OF child fell on rs ear a screaIn
Fun OF angry pain and rsSellious grief
lie turned Ia the direction OF the sound,
and saw Z vision os childish logellness-
q fangie Of golden hair. Two great eyes
swimming IN tears IKE pansiss plucked
from their SENS and tossed into a b0Hi
OF water. a purse1-Bp spot OK cfimsoa
where the mouth should D.. ard two
doubled fists, the Elz. % pink rOs@ouAs.
beating TIE ar. while the small feet
stamped In violent rage. WITH the
screams OF the ch.id had mingled the
vail OF a cat and the voice 81 a woman
o. cap and apron. who appeared % be
the ch.ld's nurse
sN0. no. Sanette must not pull the
poor klsty's tail. Sc Is very naughty"
said the woman. IT hurts <he pussy and
makes her sick" Just then the cat "a
question sprang on the garden fence
ready 20 make 90 escape INFO the street.
and this augmented the grief % the small
maiden TO the utmost Limit. She threw
her pretty body on the ground anA beat
the earth with her tiny heels. shrieklng
at the top % her voice. Il wants uit-
sat--T wants tity-tat." The sight % the
t,eautifu! babes grief vas too much Ier
Master Albert OrCon's tender heart ne
sprang forward and seized the unsus-
pecting cat ia his arms. leaped the gar
den fence ike a young deer. and kneei-
ing by Sanette he said soothingiy:
Here. baby. here Is the kitten for You.
Don't cry, don't cry any more. Albert
VIII hold the Kitty while you play with
a."
Napette's heels ceased their angry vi
bration and she looked up through her
fsngle OF curis and smiled adorabiy,
while a ripple OF laughter replaced the
walls OF agony. She sat up and stroked
and mauIed the poor cat With her rose
leaf hands. saying In cooling voice.
.Igtty lty-tat-dood title boy-Nanette
like dood little boy--Nsnette hate bad
nurse" This last with a contcmptaous
glance at the disconoerted woman who
stood near watching the proceedings with
doubtful eyes.
Aster that Albert and Sanette were the
greatest friends imaginable. He hasten
ed home from school To play with her.
and there was no sacrifice on his part
too great 70 make for the qualification OF
might pound rock With his slate. toss
his marbles into the well 20 hear them
.chuck" against the wafer. mix mud
pies in hts Sunday hat. break his hoop
and lose his bat, and there was never a
word OF complaint from his iips. To
make Nanetto happy was his chief de-
sire. She was most destructive child.
and seemed never content until she had
ruined every toy she had touched whether
her own or another :. As a consequence
abe was most unpopular with the child
zen OF her own age: they rebelled a. hav-
ang their plsythlngs destroyed. and as
years passed by and NaDctte grew more
imp1T4ous and destructive, she chung more
and more 70 Albert as a companion aud
playmate. because he alone allowed her
IL have and do whatever she desired.
Nanette was 8 and Albert Is when he
was sent away 20 college. She wept 70
violently at the separation that Albert
would have relinquisho5 the project of
acquiring an education had he been his
own master.
Nine years elapsed before they met
again. SanottaS father died and her
mother tsssk her abroad 10 ne educated
81 a convent. ana chen there was year
OF travel about the continent During
this time Nanatte vas thrown with a