Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1896-11-26
aLOVER OF The Day.
CHAPTER 1.
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but the elderly slightly irascible and
impatient gentleman who uttered the
latter did not wait to hear If there
was any response to them or not
"Patrice- where Is the girl? Why
the duece doesn't she answer? Mary,
where is Miss Patrice? Here, one of
you servants; where are you? Never
in the way when you're wanted. Where
is Miss Patrice? II"
Here at your elbow" said a laugh
ing voice, and Capt. Kelly looked
around from standing desk upon
which heterogeneous mass Of letters
and papers were lying, to see the bright
young face of his stepchild, Patrice
Laugherne, smiling up at him.
II only wanted to tell you that l
have asked young Sholto Graham to
dine here tonight, and to-a Where on
earth has that receipted bill of Jones
gone? Oh, yes and to tell you that
I've ordered brace OF teal TO supple
ment the Welsh mutton, and if cook
makes a mess of them, as she did last
week, out of the house she goes to-
morrow. Mind you, tell her.
T'll remember. and here's Jones bill
on the floor at your feet" Patrice said,
unconcernedly For fifteen years OF
her life she had been accustomed to
Capt. Kelly, his impatient bursts Of
fussy Jury, his inveterate habit Of mis-
laying everything in his possession,
his threats to instantly discharge any
servant who might commit the pos
sible offense which at the moment
seemed most grevious in his sight, and
his genuine kindness of feeling toward
all created things.
That's right; thought ! should put
my hand on it presently. That's what
comes of having a place for everything
and everything in its place, isn't 1t,
Patrice, my darling?"
Eyes, papa you always like me to
be orderly, don't you? Shall shut the
window? I'm afraid you're in a
draught,"
"a draught. my dear child! There's
not breath of--confound 1t, what have
| done with-where is my a-Look
about, Patrice, put some rough notes
made on that meteor we saw last
night out of my hands moment ago,
and now where in the dickens it can
have gone can't conceive"
Here it Is. blown out on the win
dowsill | saw it futter out That's
why said there was draught."
Not the ghost Of draught, not a
/ breath of wind stirring I want to
show these notes to young Graham.
was telling him of the extraordinary
appearance we observed in the sky last
night and he was very much interested
very much Interested indeed. A very
able and intelligent young fellow that
/ told him you saw It. too, and he re-
marked that your corroboratlve evil
dence would be invaluable If he works
it mp for a paper in scientific journ-
al"
"You know. dear dad that what we
saw was in the direction OF the Crystal
palace"
Exactly so, Patrice: exactly So In
n northeasterly direction, looked at
from the terrace
And there were fireworks at the
Crystal palace last night" Patrice
cried, opening the door as she spoke
and vanishing from the reluctantly
cleared sight of her stepfather in a
burst OF hearty unrestrained laughter
that spoke well for the free and
friendly relations that existed between
them
What shame OF Mr.. Graham to
pretend to believe In dear old fathers
meteor! He must have known all the
time that 1t was the Crystal palace
fireworks that we saw" the girl said
to herself, as she walked up to her
own room TO look out the prettiest
home diner dress In her possession. 81
consider he has gained his invitation
to dine here tonight under false pre-
lenses" she went on smilingly to her
reflection in the looking glass, as she
commenced combing out and rearrang-
ing her pretty curly. nutbrown
fringe
There was not much anger in her
heart against the deceiver who had
dramatically swallowed Capt. Kelly's
meteor and refrained from all refer
ence 10 the fireworks There are very
lew girls whose sense OF moral recti-
tude is too strong to allow them to
look leniently upon the perpetrator of
q harmless fraud when that fraud has
been perpetrated for the sake Of seeing
mere Of themselves Patrice was not
Of these rare ones. She quite condoned
Sholto Graham's mendacious attitude
toward her stepfather in regard to the
meteor long before the hour which
found him seated at the faultless little
pirk and yellow dining table. whereat
she presided with the gay JOY in her
own happiness which It is not the por-
ton Of ono woman in a thousand TO
reyel in for long
Sholto Graham was observant. and
something in the arrangement Of the
table told him that II was the we'll
thought-out work of the graceful, grey
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