The Montgomery advertiser., 1906-06-18

ted in the middle of the garden and mewed wistfully.
 Out of his parlor popped MT Had dock; out of his tumbled Mir Null bery.
 Haddock in his most winning tones, from his side of the fence.
 Poor Pussy! Pretty Peter" said MT. Mulberry, in a seductive but husky voice.
 other and remained in the middle of | the garden.
 The tenant of No. Wellington Ter | race put one leg over the fence, and his action was immediately repeated by the tenant of No. '. Each had an in handing over the Persian to the fair widow. They dived forward. MT. Mulberry felt rush of triumph Pefer h1s by tSe scTu eS M of the heck but simultaneously MT Haddock grab bed the fine bushy tail: The rudely surprised creature kicked and mewed
 let goi' exclaimed Mir Mulberry MT. Paddock merely frightened his fl got 1t first, you foolr' muttered the former, with a cruel tug.
 You didn't, you idiot!' retorted the other. Tn a passion. ...-
 A savage jerk was followed at once by a burst of loud squalls. The French window flew open, and the two bach | elors, half dazed with the flood of light stood panting and pale in the sight of Mrs Neville, her mother. and a tall man of about 40.
 "oh, my Peter, my pretty Peter!" be- gan the widow, bnt suddenly choked and went off in soft peals of merri-
 The Persian kicked himself clear of the now unresisting hands and trotted to his mistres as if to confide to her a tale of the shocking treatment to which he had just been subjected.
 Mrs. Neville checked her mirth, but
 Oh, thank you, thank you" she managed to gasp. and then relasped into laughter once more. 1 MT Haddock and MT. Mulberry could thing thin N uninteiiigible and retired in un-
 MT. Haddock left bushes the follow ing afternoon somewhat earlier than usual, and Instead of taking out his latchkey as he reached No; T. Yelling ton Terrace, he took out his handker- chief, wiped the precipitation from his | brow, passed his own door. and rang UT" The widow received him with kindlines which was quite unexpected.
 IT called, madam" he said fum gize for-for hurting your cat last night. lit was all my fault. Your cat was really found by-7by MT. George Mulberry, madam, 1-I-l-' Here he broke down miserably 1 'TJmv' she murmured thoughtfully.
 | should tell you, Mir. Haddock. that have today received a note from MT. Mulberry-pray let me go on-in which he positively informs me that Peter was found by you
 | Mir. Haddock was staggered. At last he said. in a feeble voice: Madam, that just shows what-what a good fellow George Mulberry is. But-bnt don't believe the letter. madam. He I repeat it-found the cat" l Mrs. Neville was amused, but she was also touched.
 T am very much indebted to MT Mulberry, I am sure,' she remarked, gravely. And I should be glad if you would dine with us On Saturday;
 MT. Haddock bowed. T shall be de- lighted he said.
 q have written to Mir. Mulberry" she con tinued. asking him to join. us"
 She accompanied him to the door ana there bade him a gracious good-by.
 It was when the second bottle had been opened that MT. Paddock said;
 George Mrs. Neville is giving up No. in a few weeks. l expect she IS going to marry again" -,..
 There seems to be no doubt about 1t. She is a fine woman inc Wo- man"