"
"Oh, of course there are. They're bound to be there. And maybe a family
ghost! A spectre, that stalks the corridors when one of the family is
about to die--"
"Hush! You bad child! What awful ideas!"
"I've just been reading a story about a family spectre. I think they're
_most_ interesting."
"Well, we'll cut out the spook show. _I've_ no liking for clanking chains
and hollow groans!"
* * * * *
Impatiently Patty waited for the answer to her letter, and one day it
came.
Farnsworth was in New York on business, and so she put it away unopened
until his return.
"Goody girl!" he cried, when she told him. "Nice of you, dear, to let us
have the first reading together."
"Oh, I couldn't gobble it up alone,--I like everything better if I have
it with you."
And so they sat side by side on the porch, and read the long looked for
missive.
* * * * *
"DEAR COUSIN PATTY;" it began.
I was so surprised and pleased to get your letter I hardly knew what to
do. It seemed as if the dream of my life had at last come true. I've
always wanted to go East,--to see New York,--oh, I'm so excited I can
hardly write! And dear Cousin William! How kind of him to tell you about
me,--for I was a very small baby when he was here. My father has told me
all about it. When shall I start? I accept your invitation with joy.
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