The Washington herald., 1914-11-21

Mest Slst g. New YGt.
Then II will be a thousand years be-
fore you get another farthing from
me-" He drew her roughly but with
great affection down onto his knees.
You are a sood-for-nothing. feckless
doll"
Dolls are very useful In their own
place" suggested Fanny.
"Aye-but not SO essential as shirts, :"
Uncle Sandy reminded her.
But don't even know who to go TO
in order to learn how to make-shIrts "
walled Fanny dolorously.
The more shame to you" scolded her
uncle. You're more feckless than !
imagined"
In the end Fanny did ind some one
to teach her the art of sewing. Little
Mrs. Hollywood came from the Wom-
ans League and her duty it was to help
just such feckless creatures as was
Fanny. Mrs. Hollywood was a most de-
lightful little widow. who quite charm
ed Uncle Sandy's heart with her intel
ligent handling Of his niece.
"A fine type OF woman" he said TO
Fanny; you could do much worse than
pattern yourself after her"
Il will be as feckIess as I can about
learning to sew" laughed Fanny with
mischievous eyes turned full upon her
discounted uncle.
She spent many weary hours bend
| ing over the needle. but II really seem
ed as IL her fingers had not been fash
ioned for the plying of the needle. II
was weeks before she could stitch a
seam that did not look like the labor
iOus work of a child of six years.
Uncle Sandy will be a long time
waiting for his shirts" she sighed TO
Mrs. Hollywood. "and goodness only
knows when 1 will ever get my inheri-
tance."
Mrs. Hollywood looked askance at
her pupil.
Didn't I tell you that Uncle Sandy
has refused to give me a single penny
until l present him with six shirts
which l have made all by myselfg'
Fanny laughed hopelessly and pricked
her soft white finger for the third time
in five minutes.
What a tyrant your uncle must be"
lids.
Indeed he is not" flashed Fanny
quickly, but he certainly does believe
in girls being useful as well as orna-
mental. He Is the best uncle in the
world" she added warmly and went
desperately to work on the white silk
of Uncle Sandy's shirt.
Mrs. Hollywood smiled. Perhaps,
after all, It would be the better plan to
go straight to the girls uncle and tell
him those things that had been in her
mind for several days past.
DO you think he would mind having
a little chat with me?" she asked
Fanny in her quantity shy manner.
Fanny looked up eagerly.
"Oh, II you only would have a talk
with him and impress upon him my
II afnDfdifv
cerned, and the hOpelessness OF trying
to teach me. l will be grateful to you
for life" Fanny told her, and her eyes
sparkled at the bare thought of tossing
her needles and threads and shirts out
Of the window.
Mrs. Hollywood cast a swift glance
into the mirror to ascertain whether or
far as the arrangement of her brown
hair was concerned. Satisfied, she
turned again to Fanny.
IF he is not too busy will go right
now and speak with him." she said,
smilingly.
Fanny jumped up precipitately,
knocking her sewing basket to the
floor and rushed to Uncle Sandy's IL
brary. When she returned she pulled
Mrs. Hollywood to her feet and pushed
her toward that same library door.
mirror when he heard a soft knock. He
had wondered as to the set of his tie
and the twist of his sandy mustache.
Il hope am not intruding." suggest
ed Mrs. Hollywood. and being satisfied
that the visit was a pleasure, began
her appeal toward Eanny's cessation of
sewing. Your niece is one of those
girls. and there are many, who are
really not able to sew. 1t makes her
II oh n
shocking change in her disposition
since she had tried vainly to master the
art"
Uncle Sandy twirled his mustache
hercely and glowered At Mrs. Holly
wood from beneath heavy brows.
Realizing the ground she had gained.
the little woman continued quickly.
Besides, your niece is so charming. 50
altogether complete in her makeup
than her own lovable self. No doubt
she does her portion of good in the
world without a-making shirts" The
last word was spoken with little up
ward infection of voice that quite cap
tivated Uncle Sandy. He smiled and
drew nearer to Mrs. Hollywood. He
smiled a second time. but less openly,
at the soft color that flew into her
cheeks.
began, the while he watched Mrs. |
face keenly, but it's evil |
IDENTIFY 1 who deserve that title I |
don't know much about women folks. |
except to feel when 1 want ont of them |
to marry me and take care of my niece /
until she finds a man to do it for her. 1
Uncle Sandy drew still |
nearer the blushing, happy little
widow.
Then am to tell Fanny that she
need not learn to sew Or
Not so quickly" laughed Uncle |
Sandy. stopping his guest when she |
would have made good her escape, but |
II you first tell me you love me and will !
marry me within a month, then you |
may tell my feckless niece anything |
you like"
Mrs. Hollywood looked up at the
Scotchman. His eyes
we're infinitely appealing as they met
her own, and she smiled shyly up at
him.
Il do love you," she told him.
And in the sewing room Fanny
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