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“DAD TAKES PAT’S ADVICE”
By Rosa Caldwell.
“But Catherine, my dear, you don’t
understand”, murmured Mr. Robert
Arrington to his wife, who w'as stand
ing beside the table in the morning
room of the beautiful old homestead.
Mrs. Arrington drew her lips to
gether in a very firm line. Those who
knew^ her best w'ould immediately
realize that she had her head set, and
would eventually win. “Robert,
haven’t 1 told you over and over that
we haven’t money to throw away on
every poor relation w'ho pleads for as-
sistajice”? demanded Mrs. Arrington,
indignantly.
“But Catherine”, Mr. Arrington
pleaded, “the poor girl needs the mon
ey to take her husband out west where
the physicians say he can be cured.”
“There is no reason on earth why we
should take five thousand dollars and
deliberately throw it aw'ay—for it
would be throwing it away, Robert.
You know perfectly well that going
out w'est is not going to cure your
niece’s husband. You told me your
self that Martha said in her letter
that there was only a chance for his
recovery.” Mrs. Arrington w'as so
very practical that she could not un
derstand her husband’s desire to be al
ways giving away his fortune.
“Catherine, surely you can under
stand that Martha wants to do every
thing that she can and even—”
“But she can’t do this w'ithout mon
ey, and I will never sign a check for
her. Why did you give me authority
to do as I saw fit with our finances if
you are continually urging me to send
money to some poor cousin or niece?
Let us drop the matter now, Robert,
for I cannot bring myself to consent to
such nonsense”, Mrs. Arrington re
plied, and walked briskly from the
room.
“I was a fool to let Catherine have
control of all money matters”, sighed
Mr. Arrington. But I was so busy
with my books, and I hate business
affairs, and she is capable. Ah, yes,
perhaps a bit too capable at times.
But I’ve got to send poor little Martha
that money”, he reflected.
“Dad, I’m ashamed of you.” Mr.
Arrington started, looked up, and saw
his daughter, Patricia framed in the
French window'. “What a picture she
made, standing straight and slim in
her riding habit, with her brown hair
tossed about”, he thought. Her gray
eyes flashed a look of defiance at him,
as she continued,
“Dad, I didn’t mean to eavesdrop,but
I couldn’t help hearing w'hat you and
mother said. I’d get that money, if I
were a man, if I had to steal it”, she
exclaimed. “It’s a shame the w'ay you
let mother boss you”, Pat scolded,
pc.vl'.in;' cn th3 arm of his chair, and
patting his arm.
“Oh, Pat, you’re such a goose with
all your courage and modem ideas”,
laughed Mr. Arrington. “By the way.
how are you getting along cataloging
your old dad’s library?” he added.
“Oh, fine”, Pat replied enthusiastic
ally. “Since mother wouldn’t consent
to my getting a position in f.ie city, I
guess it’s the next best thing. But
Daddy, I hate Gregory. He’s always
‘snooping’ around, and I feel as if he
IS making fun of me. But when I told
mother, she only laughed, and, said
that it was all nonsense. She said that
we could never get a more efficient
secretary than Gregory. Oh, good
ness,” she exclaimed, glancing at her
watch, “I must fly and dress for din
ner. Isn’t it a nuisance ? When I get
married, I’m going to w'ear knickers
and never dress for dinners.”
Mr. Arrington smiled, indulgently,
and picked up the paper. A very un
usual advertisement caught his eye—
“If you want anything done, let Dick
do it. If you want your wife’s neck
lace stolen, let Dick do it. Dick will
undertake any proposition for $10,000.”
“Well, I’ll be hanged, the man must
be a lunatic”, Mr. Arrington said. He
read the advertisement again. “By
George”, he ejaculated, “i’ve got a
scheme.” This advertisement might be
foolishness, but he’d see that fellow,
Mr. Arrington decided. Hadn’t Pat
said if she were a man she’d even
steal to get money to send Martha, and
here was the idea. He’d get this
“idiot” to steal Catherine’s handsome
diamond bracelet, and pay him his ex
orbitant ten thousand dollars. He
would send Martha the money, and
then of course he would get Catherine
another bracelet and everything would
be in fine shape.
The next morning Mr. Robert Ar
rington caught the early train to the
city after a very unsatisfactory con
versation with this unusual “Dick”, he
was ushered into a handsome suite of
rooms at one of the best clubs in the
city. Richard Lloyd arose to meet Mr.
Arrington. He was very tall and
broad of shoulders, and rather boyish
looking. I’he one thing that Mr. Ar
rington noted through his spectacles
was that he had red hair. He looked
like a gentleman too, he admitted.
“You spoke of my advertisement”,
Dick began.
“Yes, I’m wondering if you w^ere
yourself when you wrote the thing?
You see I’m rather puzzled over the
whole affair. You’re so—well, differ
ent from what I expected that I hard
ly know' how to—er—broach the sub
ject”, Mr. Arrington explained. One
could see that Mr. Arrington was
plainly embarrassed.
“Oh, let me assure you that I am in
earnest. It is strictly a matter of
Wsiness”, Dick said.
“Fine”, Mr. Arrington replied, and
told Dick Lloyd his plans.
“Mr. Arrington”, Dick said, “I feel
that I should tell you everything be
fore we agree on this bargain. You
see I’m engaged to marry Alice Van
derbilt. We’ve been engaged for prac
tically two years, and Alice won’t set
the date. The other day she told me
that she couldn’t marry me because I
was a happy-go-luck fellow, who did
nothing but spend an inherited for
tune. I’m quoting her words, under
stand Well, I got pretty mad, and I
bet her that I could make ten thou
sand dollars in one week if I tried, and
she took me up on it. She said sh.e’d
announce our engagement when I did
this. I can’t get ten thousand a week
for any every-day job, so I decided to
try something different. If you want
me, you can bet I’m willing to ally my
self with such a noble cause, and bor
row your wife’s bracelet, so to speak”,
he ended, smiling.
“It’s a go”, Mr. Arrington answered,
“and you must go home with me today.
I’ll tell ’em that you are the osn of my
old school friend, Jim Lloyd, and we’ll
make things hum.”
“Dad, we’ve had the best time”.
Pat exclaimed, running into her
father’s den. You should see Dick
play tennis! I thought I was the
champion, but I’ve taken back place
now. You can’t imagine how wonder
ful he is after playing with these kids
around here. And he is splendid at
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