The Snowflake herald., 1919-11-07
PATSY
BY JACK LA"ToN.

wobstpr drew up bis car De
PeIeL rambling farmhouse and
fore .5 If if appraisingIy. He had taken
de"eu ..,solf :, tbe task of selecting
pon ,,o n summer boarding place for
sul'aO1 l'orior partners nerve-Worn
,s ,,rbfer-or rather the task as usu
doo, ros thrust upon him. a..
81, Wa p.tar it seemed that he had dur
TO / '' nast wear. been called upon
ng us 81 to attend TO the affairs OF
''eIInus,, ',,o unknown Miss Patricia Penn
thIs san N his opinion, his partners ia
hoS5 ,,abtar was one of class to
'ore1 nned u"ns So Peter deliberately
be od sno her; though difficult OF car
'DuI",r anr was his purpose. Not only
y. 9."s iris family and adoring mother
the sn'o q. own financially ambitious one.
Da' ",g onvious re- bring the two togeth-
we're "IL, hone of a possible proud ALI
aacc, .+ 20 no a cause Of
.'s aoirtmpnt. determined to hold
u,s.fr s He was fond Of his old senior
aIgto tnor. his sympathies went out to
. bnsv man, who must constantly ne
,"s 5.nod Dr. with added home cares.
.o'~, n.oforo Peter had. with much con
l5,, .3,rotion, chosen Miss Pembroke's
su,' ,r,,rious car, aud also, being a musl-
I,A'''s ~ bod selected. at her fathers
C'"4' ..oo+ion her new concert grand pi-
an0 49,, ,.o,,rc,o,
..nor had formed his own opinion
r@. sgo aottered girls exactions. Patricia
r.n,broke it seemed, was always in
i, center of the social stage.
''J u..a her "song charmed" or there
.t. ovceIled as pianist" Far be it
,r ,", himself. Peter thought. to con
.;.no - the tired old fathers charge of
at,.ino to this brilliant daughter.
20 smiled Ironically rs he rang the
.,sty hell on the farmhouse. The doc
.-.,' ...c rroscription Of rest for Miss Penn
,.,ro IN such seclusi0n would not, he
r.os sure. be long followed
Having no response to his summons
,o messed around to rear door.
q.brorgb the screen he could see that
a. orderly rooms were vacant Tnen,
t,r hack among the spreading trees
ofo tangled garden. he saw a blur Of
mini moving with the sway Of a ham
mack and he went in its direction.
The Girl who looked up at him from
ro donths of the hammock seemed to
to alone in a green solitude. Unhlink-
inuIr her blue ey regarded him, a
rfaed pink sunbonnet giving her
cheeks a ruddy glow. He saw that
ne skirt of her pink cambric frock
was filed with the green peas she
was podding.
81 came announced Peter. 'to make
inoulries concerning board, at the
farmhouse. No one was there"
"For yourself?" asked the girl calm
N. as she continued her pOdding.
"For a young lady," Peter replied.
"Cm you tell me where to get infor-
maton%
81 can give you all the information
you want" the girl replied. 1--WE are
not taking anyone"
"But | was directed here" Peter in
sisted. evidently distressed His search
bad been long
Unlnyited, he dropped into a seat
beneath the trees He hoped he might
he able to enlist the sympathy of this
satisfied young creature in Miss Penn
hGoke's behalf, so that she, in turn,
would persuade her mother to take
the nervous girl in.
"The young woman who wishes to
come" he said "is tired out after
hard, strenuous winter"
The girl dropped the peas into a
pan and took off her sunbonnet The
copper gold of her uncovered hair
cleaned in the sunlight. Peters eyes
vldaned admiringly.
What work" she questioned. "has
this nervous girl been doing?"
mo york" Peter answered brusque-
~ But sometimes" he smiled, lone
can tire ones self out as thoroughly
through play Here, in this peaceful
spot occupied with your homely tasks,
u would be difficult for you to realize
now women strive and labor and wear
themselves out in a selfish chase for
social favor. But that's big language
he added, for a little girl"
Perhaps" said the "little girl" un-
@pectedly, these women are not al.
ways selfish as you think. Perhaps
mere are those who have trained
mem for this very success. and would
D' disappointed terribly at their fail
reter Webster stared as though
u had suddenly risen to reprove
Then across the stiffness came
'rill cry.
"fatsyw
Snes calling me-" said the girl,
" you had better 90 and see her
'rrpIexedly, and with a regretfuI
g1A%ad glance Peter moved toward
~g house. A woman stood on the
,, Soat do you want?" she asked