The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1912-01-05

Irish woman to keep the ,house-but
she doesn't understand much about
the little chap. I'm afraid"
You're ever SO good" said Ann.
And I'll do my best. What's the
boys manner"
Archibald" lied George content
edly
George made his plans carefully.
He could rely upon Patsy; the child's
vocabulary included only few words
and he was totally incapable of carry
ing on any kind of conversation. Mrs.
| Magoon was little more difficult;
but after George had explained that
he had arranged to have Patsy absorb
| a little education and refinement
every morning and offered to rent
the boy for a dollar a week, that
valuable child's grandmother gave in
and promised to say never word to
nobody She consoled herself with
the assurance that, though doubtless
out of his mind, Mr.. Walton was
nevertheless gentle and harmless.
AS for gossiping neighbors, George
did not have any as yet, and he vowed
that he would continue not to have
any.
One morning a couple of months
later Ann burst suddenly into Georges
study.
l. ooh, Mr.. Walton" she cried, do
come her. Little Archibald has just
learned a word. 1--WE been trying to
teach it to him for ever so long, but
you know he's little backward about
talking" 10.
THANK goodness he u.s." muttered
George to himself as he followed the
girl to the living room, where Patsy
sat playing with his tin soldiers. She
got down beside him on the floor.
Archibald, DEAR" she said, SAY
the word Miss Anne taught you.
There's good boy"
Archibald Walton, alias Patsy
Leary, looked up. HIS blue eyes were
guileless as he, 1isped his first distinct
word:
"Divil at Bit" he said with convic-
ton.
Ann looked at George with fright
ened eyes. The corners of his mouth
were twitching, but he said soberly:
ut must have been hard to teach
him that"
"Oh," cried Ann, standing by him.
81 didn't" There were tears in her
voice. 81 taught him to say daddy
and I thought you'd be so pleased"
"Oh, say" he said uncomfortably.
Ann, already miserable, felt that
something was wrong. ~
See here, Miss STAGE" he said,
after a moments hesitation; things
are in a mess, and / don't see how l
ever can get out of it. But this non
sense has gone on long enough. You
see, when I first saw you, l knew
wanted you"
Just then a stalwardt young man
with freckles and yellow hair, and
with murder in his clear blue eyes,
stalked into the room from the direc-
ton of the kitchen. In his wake was
the frightened Mrs. Magoon.
Whats this I hear, Mr.. Walton,
about me son Patsy?" he demanded.
Ann turned pale; George turned
red; Mrs. Magoon began to wiring her
hands-and Patsy threw himself rap
turously on the speaker.
Daddy! Daddy" he screamed /
And hearing himself thus addressed
for the first time, Patsy's father, gath
ering the child in his arms, decided
that perhaps after all the treatment |
he had been daily subjected to hadn't
harmed him and retreatad with tho
hysterical Mrs. Magoon 70 the
kitchen. rF $40
"The figs up, Ann" said George
Walton. "You see 9 what ! did. |
rented that youngster SO that I'd have
an excuse to keep you near me. From
the first wanted YOU"
AIMS cheeks were pink again.
Perhaps" she said, you could
keep me without an excuse"