The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1870-03-24

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shadow of the water willows, or paused
for moment under the rustic bridge
that spanned the meadow creek, ...
an do It, Jenniei Here swear"
''Oh Frank, don'tswear."
"rhen 1 promise4-yes, here I prom
ise not to rest day ofnight, until l have
five hundred dollars to show your faith
er."
But how are You going to get it,
Frank"
II don't know, yet; but III find out
away-oniy Jennie, dear, / fear it will
be q long time" - ss, ....-...-r...-
They walked ON for some time in
silence.
II wish 1 were rich ~ burst forth
Duncan, passionately. II never cared
for it before, but do now, for your
sake-and mine, Jennie. LII had only
one thousand dollars!"
"a thousand dollars, Frank !"
TO her idea, he might as well have
wished for the wealth of Monte
Christie.
at is not large sum, Jennie. Yet
five hundred dollars would purchase
| that pretty place near the church, that
/ you admired SO much, and with another
five hundred to stock it and begin--oh,
Jennie, only think how happy little
money could make us.' .uE
Its no use thinking" said the girl,
sadly. And. Frank, you are SO given
to thinking and dreaming that, she
looked up with tender smile, "I'm
afraid you'll never set to work hard
enough to make even the five hundred
dollars"
"I'H try, Jennie. Never fear of
that"
They had now reached the bottom of
Farmer Hallett's garden, aud here they
paused while, exhausting few last
sentences. Then with sad, lingering
adieu, they parted. 1t was II o'clock.
Jennie heard the old kitchen clock
strike as she passed slowly up the gar
den walk. She paused at the gate aud
looked back towards the meadow with
a strange yearning and desolation at her
heart. He was gone, and the world
seemed very dreary to her. She feared
it would never be bright again. So the
young always think in their first disap.
pointment.
Turning at length to the open gate,
her foot struck upon something soft and
yielding. She looked down, and saw a
dark object On the ground, nearly hid
den below the lilac boughs. Taking it
up, she saw that it was u coat-her faith
er's, she funcied-and with amomentary
wonder as to how it came there, she
went softly into the house. taking the
garment with her. AS she stole up
stairs to her little room, she fancied she
heard slight sound below in the kitch-
EN- adjoining her parents bedroom.
She heard it again rs she was retiring,
and then u step on the little back stoop;
and as she looked out of her window,
fancied that she saw figure disappear
ing through the garden gate. she Won
dered who it could be. Was it some
one looking for the coat? aud turning
to where she had laid it on chair, she
examined it by candle light. 1t was
not her fathers. 1t was u patched and
faded, Iong-skirted camlet coat-the
coat which she had seen worn by the
peddier that evening.
He will come back for it, perhaps"
the girl thought; aud she hung it care
fully Oh nail in the uhaer entry clos
ct.
But the peddler never came back for
the lost garment. And it was under
stood why, when, OIL Thursday, Far
mer Haliet opened the bureau to take
out his hundred dollars for deposit in
the LogansvilIe Bank, found the tin
box and the wallet safe, but the money
all gone.
Search was made for the peddler, but
in vain. No one had seen person at
all answering his description, unless it
was pious Methodist preacher who
had passed hurriedly through Logans-
Vllle on journey to tho west as q
missionary to the Inuians; aud to sus-
pect him would be d shame.
Yet, some time after, neighbor Bur
well, reading description Of q noted
burglar, who had broken out of prison,
and for some weeks past baff1ed the de-
tectives, remarked that he and the ped
dler must be either the same or twin
brothers, so exactly did the description
tally with the appearance of the ped
dler.
So the old coat hung, unseen and for.
gotten, in the back entry closet until
fall, when Mrs. Hallet, in her quarterly
'cleanings,' spied it.
Jennie" she said, II wish you
would take that old scarecrow away
from here. l can't abide the sight of
it,
"What shall do with it, mother?"
"Whatever you like. It's yours, as
you found it; nobody will ever claim
it,"
Its too good to throw away" said
Jennie tSunnose I take the long