Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1907-06-22

While we was in America, when Justin
was a little one. There he is on the other
side with me. We was all taken in San
Francisco together; but you're right
about it being like Justin, miss; al
ways say he is very like poor George"
/ George! Your son is not named after
his father, then ?" Patricia went on. His
name is not common one hereeabouts,
Mrs Forman?"
mo, you are right, miss. 1t was Just
fancy of poor Georges. Justin had
| been his fathers name, and he should
ike to name his lad after him, he said.
He was a gentleman born and bred, was
my husband, Miss Drummond, but his
friends had cast him off for something.
l never rightly knew what. Ay''-wiping
away a tear-"I can't help thinking
things might ha' been very different for
S9stfn if his father had lived; he'd have
taught the lad and ha' brought him up
like he was himself But l ha' Just had
/ to do the best / could. Maybe it uld ha'
been better for the lad if I'd ha' stayed
in San Francisco, but I'd longing on me
to see the old place, and Justin has been
the best of sons to me-
| She paused as the garden gate opened
and a mans step sounded ON the path.
Forman halted a moment in bewilder-
ment, cap in hand, as the little group
round the tea table met his astonished
gaze.
Eve are your mothers visitors, For
man." Babette called out shrilly Come
in and have some tea, and then perhaps,
| If I'm very good. you will wheel me
| home"
yes, if you like, Miss Babette" For
man looked embarrassed and i'll at ease
when, after removing some of the stains
of his calling from hands and face, he
emerged from the back premises and seat
ed himself on the extreme edge of the
| chair which Babette indicated and which
was drawn up close to her own
aren't you glad we came to tea with
| you, Pat and /, Forman? p she said
| He stole look at the fair face oppo-
| site, turned to his mother with pretty
| Difference, and his bronzed cheeks imper-
ceptibly deepened in tint.
very glad, Miss Babette," he replied.
| In pity for his obvious confusion Pa
tricia shortened the meal to the best of
her ability, but this was no very easy
task, since Babette was enjoying herself
to her hearts content, and distinctly in
tended to make the most of the situation.
| At last, however, Patricia rose deter
minedly.
"You must come now, Babette, or l
shall not have time to Dress
"Ah! And then you would get into
trouble, since Cousin Mary is coming
home" the child remarked wisely. Then,
as her sister bent over her, she held out
her arms to Forman. 'No, you please
He is stronger than you, Pat" she added
apologetically.
Nor would she be satisfied until For
man had fulfilled his promise of wheeling
her chair home.
you know Cousin DTummond is com
ing home tonight, Forman," she remarked
conversationally.
Eyes, miss. had note from his lord
ships secretary this morning. His lord
ship wishes me to go up to the Towers
to see a gentleman, Mr.. Masterton, at
, o'clock tomorrow"
Patricia, walking beside them on the
side path, felt her face flush as she
caught the words and knew that the
waiting had arrived at last
NbHutI Niiys Sdlu DdDtlIes WHOSE
curiosity was aroused. DO you think
Mr., Masterton wants to offer you head
gardeners place. Forman?"
The man shook his head with a laugh
as they passed through the lodge gates
and turned up the avenue.
81 don't think so, Miss Babette. I
doubt I'm hardly up to that yet"
"And so my Cousin Drummond wrote
to YOU" Babette pursued with interest.
THAT was funny. Do you know they
haven't written once to Pat since she
came to the Towers-not Cousin Mary or
Cousin Drummond, or any one. They are
very angry with her. aren't they, Pat 2"
"Hush! Hush, dear!" Patricia's voice
trembled; a little something in the child
ish words recalled the cause of her cous.
ms displeasure. and conjured UP Wis
ion of Stonor's face
81 know why, too" Babette proceeded
81 heard Evelyn telling Muriel that be
cause she didn't marry Sir"
With a quick impulsive movement Pa
tricia took the handle from Forman's
hands.
"I-that will do, thank you ! win
take Miss Babette now"
Torman caught one glimpse of the
great tears standing in the soft brown
eyes, of the rapidly flushing cheeks, be-
fore, disregarding Babette's remon-
strances. he turned away. He caught the
echo of Babette's angry tones as he
walked towards the lodge.
at is too bad of you. Pat, to send him
awav like Forman to wheel me ever
so much better than you; and just be-
cause / said Cousin Mary was angry with
you. And she is ever so angry, Evelyn
says
and you will have lots of money, For
man?'
80 they say. Miss Babette."
"You viii never have to do any more
work"
Forman involuntaFily squared his broad
shoulders Not here, Miss Babette."
oh! Where them" Babette cried in
quisitively. "At your new homer"
Perhaps
where is it? l heard Cousin Drum.
mond say il was very big one"
'In d-AberdeenS hire"