The Butler Weekly Times Newspaper, December 26, 1883, Page 6

FRANZ BERNHARD T'S, NORTH SIDE UF THE PUBLIC SQUARE. —O F*—_ AT 1 buy inv Goods tor CASH and sell cheaper than anvbody who buys on credit. THE MOST COMPLETE AND FINE STOCK atches, Clocks, Jewelry Silver AND PLATEDWARE, | Kansas City.: ALL GOODS WARRANTED AS REPRESENTED IF NOT MONEY REFUNDED. FRANZ BERNHARDT. Patty’s Christmas Stocking. “Polly, woman, see here, a min- ute!’ said’ Mr. Amasa Andrews, opening the kitchen door. ‘*What- ever d’ye think? Tye had leter from Uncle Joshuay !”’ “Not about the moggage? old skinflint !’” Mrs. Andrews turned an face from the bread she was knead- a The anxious ing. “No: *taint nothin’ o’ that sort. It’s a real triendly letter. He wants to borrow our Patty for a spell.’’ ‘Borrow Patty! What in world—”’ “Well, there, you see, Polly,’’ be- gan her husband, advancing with the letter in his hand: ‘Ol Aunt Sal- ly lives with ’im ; hez for years. ther’s her daughter Sarah merried lately. 1 s’pose it leaves’ ’er sorter lonesome. Anways he sez he like t’ev Patty come ter w’ile. It’s nat’- ral ’nuff. Shell we let ’er go?” “Oh, Amasy, I hate to!” “Yes, we’ll miss’er; but ’taint fer jong. An’ ther’s the moggage, Pol- ly! “1 know, Pattv.”’ Patty herself was not averse to the visit; but then she nevur was to any plan of her elders, “I'd jus’ as lieves,’’ she her mild little voice ; and George la- mented while ke wondered that he had not been chosen instead. So Aunt Polly packed the old- fashioned carpet-bag and Uncle Amasa put his smal! niece in the stagecoach, under the good-natured driver’s care, one frosty morning in the late fall- Patty never forgot that brisk roll- ing over the flinty roads, the glimpses of the ice-bound river. of farm-hous- es nestled among leafless trees, of now and thena child at window who nodded or waved a hand to her. And then as night fell early and cold they halted vefore a long, low, red house, where a single light was burn- mg, aadan old manin a fur cap, with a lantern in his hand, came to the gate and called: ‘Aint got a hitle gal fer me ’ve ye Silas?” **Here ye be!”? was the answer, and Pattv was handed down. She Was so nearly asleep that it was like a dream, ber entrance ito the light- ed kitchen, her supper on kind Aunt Sally’s lap, and, finally, her tucking mto bed at that good woman’s moth- erly han.'s, Butt fast was over, Patty followed Uncle Joshua out of doors. ‘Kin I come with vou?” little 1 into his hard, barsh palm. the Well’ let’s leave it to said, in a *d think ye'd like to stav with | lhe replied. looking at is cap brim. She’s goin’ to make some pies, I eness.”’ “i'd ruther go with you. see the calves, of E may!” answered his great-ni _ A = atter so to Aunt d litthe shawl, an 7 with while strings dont ii so out Uncle Joshuay t Sally An; ways the same answer: ‘‘Lord love the dear child, no!’? While the old woman muttered, under her breath: **Mebby ’twill do some good. Who knows?’’ Uncle Joshua always stood in the doorway during this dialogue, with a great show of impatience an! reluct- ance to be ‘‘bothered.’’ “I sh’d think a little gal’s place was 1n th’ house,’’ he would remark as he took her hand. But he hked it. Bless you, how he liked it! Ana soon there was not a nook or cranny in the stableand barns that had not caught the light of Patty’s yellow head. and heard the tender cadehce of her voice. One day Aunt Sally accompanied them to the pen where the great Christmas turkey was confined: While she was wondering at its size and promise, Mr. Andrews said suddenly : “Patty, does your Uncle Amasy talk much about me, d’ye know?” ¢ next morning, when break- | she asked, slipping her | morning, | with a malicious twinkle under his bushy evebrows. **Sometimes.”’ head. “Oh, he does; does does he call me, child!’’ ‘*An ol’ Duffer,’’ said Patty, with her finger in her mouth. Uncle Joshua turned and _ strode away, flinging ‘*There now, Sally!” over his shoulder at his dismayed sister as he went. That night he sat before the open “Franklin,’’ in his great rocking- chair. while Aunt Sally knitted in the corner, and Patty. on the floor- unlaced her shoes preparatory to go, ing up stairs. ‘Ye like us here; don’t ye, Patty, asked her uncle, finally, after a long silence. “Yes, sir; o’ churse I do,”’ laying her pink cheek against his knee. Uncle Joshua’s hard hand was very light on the yellow head, as he stroked her hair. ‘An’ would ye like to live with us?’ he asked again. ‘An’ not go home ever?’’ “Why, yes—meebby—tor a _ visit. But live here.” Patty raised her head to stare at him. ‘Oh, Icouldn’t, Uncle Josh- ua; not to live, ye know. I think a lot o’ you an’ Aunt Sally. But ye know there’s all the rest of th’ folks —Uncle Amasy and Aunt Polly an’ George ; George’s my brother!’’ Uncle Joshua drew away his hand, and Aunt Silly, in her corner, frown- ed over her knitting. Innocent Patty went on presently, in a musing tone: ‘*This place is awful nice; but I like Uncle Amasys just ez well, I guess, it it wasn’t fer —fer the moggage.”’ “The what!’ Patty hung her he? What “Th’ moggage we've got on our | farm t home. Mike said so, ; George and me we've hunted for | lots uo’ times.”” The child’s | had grown low and feartul, and she | knitted her brows she spok | ‘I'm sca’t of it. teo; it’s somethi | awtul. George thought "twas at | but Mike he said "twas more like a wolf. D’ yeever see one, Uncle Joshuay es The oid man did not answer, but began raking down the fire with a eal of noise no on anc it as 1 his sister, wi “Amasy Andrews’ ex good a man S ever trod sole-ieather. I declare fer it’s a shame.”” “‘Shet up, Sally! Will ye?” Mr. Andrews turned upon her. ‘“*Amasy shif'less I ain’t no use fer ’im.”” Patty sprang to her fect, with her shoes im her hands. ‘You didn’. Andrews ’sa creature. 1 oughter to talk so!’’ she cried, in- dignantly. ‘‘Uncle Amasy’s so good to me!’’ and then she broke down and cried. ‘Sally, take that child commanded her uncle, peared. Patty went kome soon after this; and when the stage stopped at the door, Aunt Sally held her fast, say- ing between her tears: Ye mus come ag’in. darlin.’ Promise us ye will,” while Uncle Joshua snapped in his crossest tones: ‘“sOf course she’ll come ag’in. to bed!’’ and disap voice } Dont be a tool. Here, Patty, come to me. That’s somethin’ to remem- ber me by,”’ thrusting a gold piece in her hand. ‘*An’ this,’’ holding up a little package. ‘“‘ye tell yer Aunt Polly to put mn your = stockiu’ C’ris*mus.”’ And then he took her to the stage. When Patty showed her gitts to Aunt Polly, at night, that worthy woman took the money between her thumb and finger: ‘Land sake!’’ she cried. ‘Ef that don’t beat all! It’s a five-dollar gold piece, Amasy Andrews, as sure’s yelive! Who'd ’a’ thought th’ old man’ ’a’ acted so like folks!” ‘‘He’s real good!”* loyal Patty in all ner excitement did not forget to say. “I like Uncle Joshua tustrates Oh! but Aunt Polly, won’t that buy my new shees?’’ The man and woman exchange glances and then Mrs. Andrews stooped and kissed her niece.”’ The skort winter days passed quickly. One night at dusk the two excited children hung their stockings in the chimney corner before they wentup-stairs to bed. The next morning, ia the dark and cold, two little night-gowned figures crept down the back stairs, shivering and sleepy, but happy beyond words to describe. ‘Don’t ye look! Don’t ye dass to look till I get th’ fire a-zoin!”? com— manded George, as he lighted the lamp. ‘Honest, I won’t, Georgy!’ his sister promised, covering her eyes with her hands. “There; it’s a-gom’! I’m glad I fix’t it las’ night. Now look, Patty. Oh! look, quick!’’ ‘*Mittens!”’ cried the boy, into his stocking. “Leggin’s!”” cried the girl. “On! Patty, look ere, won’t ye? A sled, a true an’ honest sled!’’ “Oh, Georgy! a doll! A lovely, great hg doll! Ob! ain’t I glad?” “*That’s good news,’* said Uncle Amasa, cheerfully, as he and his wite appeared at the door. **Airye satisfied, children ?’’ i But Patty had, at | Uncle Joshua’s box. * cut the string with my new knife,”’ George ried. ‘*Now lesslook; mebbyit’sa gold watch and chain, Patty ”’ ‘Taint nothin’ but writin’,”’. said | the child, bewildered. ; Uncle Amasa took the sheet trembling Heaven earth,’’ he ejacu i the next moment. gage made orr here: I send you what would ; most child. Tell vour U a man is pretty g | alittle girl, So, a Merry Christmas jto youali! From **The Old Duf- | fer.” j ‘Bless the Lor } Aunt Polly. And **Ble | piped her small niece. | Anal think perhaps our Patty was the only childin New England who found that a house and Jands in the | toe of her Chritmas stocking.—Ruth ‘Hall, in N.Y. Independent diving last, come s that Patty. 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