The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1865-08-23

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so the sugar plums.
What has the little mischief got in it
already ? he suddenly exclaimed and,
as he spoke, he cmptied into his little fat
hand Miss Paulina's Geneva watch.
Tm an unntentional tlIief = ejacula-
ted Mr.. Jones. Most men would have
regarded She matter as joke. Jones
took it seriously. Suspicious himself, he
could not fancy Others less so. He left
the cars with faltering step and went
towards the villa. On the porch stood
the funny man of the household, Mr.. Jo-
cose, who saluted him with
Here comes the robber. Call the po-
/ lice
Its all out thought Mr.. Jones, and
he turned pale.
1T is suspicious, admit he began
'but beg
Suspicious should think so,' cried
Mr., Jocosc. you've worn my dustcr,
brand-ncw one, and I've been obliged to
disgrace myself by wearing your old one.
| Here, pull off And Mr. Jocose filled
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The unhappy victim of mistakes never
smiled lie withdrew from his pockets
the candy and the bag, and bestowed
them in those of his own proper garment,
and apologised formally. Mr.. ,Jocose
roared again, and being in an unusually
funny mood, took occasion to pick his
friends pockets as he walked behind him.
lie intended to withdraw a pocket-hand-
kerchief; on the contrary, he found in
his hand little pink bag with something
in it, He tried to restore it, but Jones
had entered the dining-room. There,
oh, unhappy Jones ! unhappp Mrs. Whip
pie the topic was the lost watch. Mr.
Jocosc burst again into laughter.
Here's man who steals coats said
he, pointing to Mr. Jones; 'why may he
not steal watches? Search him.
Jones scowled and turned pale. Mr..
Jocosc, ignorant of the contents of the
bag in his own pocket. merrily.. suggested
that every fellow should search the other
MI. Jones gave himself up for lost. He
went out into the garden as soon as dinner
was over, endcavoring TO compose neat
cxplanatian and apology. In vain. He
went mad at the very thought. Every
one would refuse to credit him. Miss
Paulina, whom he adored, would scorn
him. He lay down upon a garden bench
and groaned in his despair Meanwhile
Mr.. Jocose had discovered to what hls
trick had led him. lie had taken from
Mr.. Jones pocket Miss Paulinas watch
Mysterious, truly, Jones couldn't be a
thief. He had made some absurd mis-.
take, of course but how! Its an awk-
ward thing for me- thought Mr.. Jocose,
and looked Il little serious Its Il Jolly
lark to pick a fellows pocket of hand
kerchief, but Il watch, aud some one else's
too, isn't Mr.. Jocosc remained in his
apartment for an hour, smoking and delib-
Grating. Meanwhile, Miss Paulina look
ed from the window. IPoor Mr.. Jones'
she thought; Pm afraid he's ill., She
felt natural interest in the bachelor
He was handsome, rich, and an admirer,
consequently she put on her garden hat
and sauntered out into the moonlight to-
ward the garden seat. Mr.. Jocose, see
ing this, followed. Soon the murmur of
a soft voice fell upon his ears. He was
separated only by some bushes from the
bench Mr. Jones and Miss Paulna occu-
pied. The lady was bending over the
PROSTATE gentleman,
oh, Mr.. Jones are you very i'll ?
'Ah! you little know, gasped Jones.
what is the matter, Mr.. Jones ?
1 am miserable wretch said the
bachelor. If you could see into my
my"
My heart thought Miss Pauina.
Mr.. Jones meant my pocket
But just then something touched Miss
Paullna's shoulder. She put her hand
up and caught pink calico bag Where
it came from she could not guess How
her lost watch came in it was greater
problem still. Mr.. Jones was equally
amazed Imagination suggested Spirits
and they fled houseward.
No one but Mr. Jones knew, perhaps,
how much lids pink calico bag, restored
by the spirits, with Miss Paulira's watch
in it, had to do with the grand wedding
which took place at Grace Church some
months thereafter But it was observ-
able that a secret understanding existed
between M. Jocose and the bridegroom,
and that the former gentleman was seen
to wink at the latter whenever mention
was made Of the wonderful spiritualistic
disappearance and reappearancc of the
beautiful little Geneva watch at the resi-
dence Of Mrs. Capt. Barnstable.
"Are you, really, you know, going to
'ang Davis 2 said an English sgourner,
here; 'twould be too blarsted bad, that
would, you know" "Oh, we shant
hang him." said his interlocutor. 'We
shall probably blow him from the muzzle
of gun, as you did the Sepoys in India"