Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1873-02-01

I'LL u -mofr0w.' And then found that Had
INV a. ny SmSe IN my other vest pocket, In
Cnariey had gan the day wrong foot fore
most, a. my old ndI Sc used to ay when every
thing went away. What shouldI do next? 4
utterly oblvious of basket Of oranges at nv
elbow till the vicious scream OF the old fruit
peddler staTtls me.
turned thrilled with horror. The oranges
were racing Pell- NELL down stairs, 10 the de-
light OF sc veral street urchins, and out into the
gutter. Il unfortunate wretch, had sent them
arm as ges6culated to myself.
Nothing stirs mutiny in a mans soul quicker
five dollar bin, however, healed the noisy
oretgners wounds, and mine too, Cor with one
Of his most fantastic bows the peddler repeated,
Sare, was mistake: see You air Won zhen-
There was nothing for it now but to 60 home
again. placed myself with pictures Of Mrs.
Of SAYING that like TO see delicate. refined Wo
men at work. The bare, round, blue-yeined
arms, temptingly displayed just below the ell
how the pretty handkerchief tied over flowing
TIRE sses the stout, linen apron jealousy keeping
guard from throat to toes; the quick fine step:
the musical gurgie Of some sweet, Old favOrite
song; the dash and spirit they cOntrive to throw
into commonplace observances; the mimic
tluster when one Of the stupid masculines in
terfere with their privileges, If it is only in Try
ing to find the shoe-brush-make up a charm
ing aggregate, delightful to one who has never
had more intimate acquaintance than his
housekeeper.
self rubbing with those white, taper fingers the
old silver that my mother once delighted to
honor. 1t needed only this experience, felt, to
make willing slave, to send me in hot haste to
Raj! s. Blacks to choose the finest ,cOstest soli-
taire to be found in their brilliant collection.
/ reached my home; i mounted the steps.
No cheerful hustle, no merry voices, no sound
OF footsteps, no ring OF Gathering silver-ware-
/ pulled the bell. Still completed silence: not
even yiP's little, CHEEKY yelp warned or well
COINED the solitary and disappointed home
seeker. The Parlor blinds were closed, the
there must besa corpse in the house. Again and
again ran. The bell, powerful one, jingled
sPitefuly, as If It took pleasure in insisting that
there was nobody at home. descended the
steps; went rOund to the back gate and sue
ceeded in lOOsening the hook that confined it
with my pen-knife. Allwas silent here as else
deuce is in it all?'' muttered, impatiently
Perhaps Mrs. George had postponed her silver
cleaning till afternoon, and had gone to a
matinee; but where were the servants?
There was, fortunately, window at the back
of the house that could be unfastened ON the
outside. The continuance was one of my own
opened the window, and had just fastened my
knees comfortably on the stone coping, when a
heavy hand grasped my elbow.
O. noticed something suspicious, and followed
you, you rascal! Amt YOU ashamed-a man
'iooking like q MISUNDERSTANDING into y
house ike a common thief?
The feler held me in his grasp as if it were
wise. I looked over my shoulder. A star
blaZed on the wretch's blue-coated breast;
there was gilt number on his cap; his breath
smelled of-but we won't mention that; his
nose was turn-up, his hair was q little red
dish-this is Original-and the whole contour of
the man told of his Paul Pry instincts. I felt
my eyes fash, my cheeksburn, and mentally
resolved, after crushing and cutting, to put my
unlucky hat, that had led me into all these
scrapes, into the kitchen stove.
% What do you wish, sir ,?'' exclaimed. with
liar and cramped position ould permit ssUn-
hand me-quick, sir! am no thief. but the
lawful owner of No. $40. My name Is Haynes
Robert Haynes; go round and look at the door
plate"
None of that blather, young man." said the
officer, sternly; ''yOu've scrutinized that door
plate pretty thoroughly. Eve had my eye on
"You don't know what you are talking
about Let me 60 down, sir, said !, hotly. Il
tell YOU. 1 am Mr.. HAYNES, Robert HAYNES, law
Office on Cooper street 1 shall not condescend
to explain to you how happen not to have the
key OF my own front door. You have Ony to ac-
company me to Judge Hollis, on the right
here, and ask any member of the family
whether ! am or am not MIR. Robert Hayness
Very well get Oft, my young gentleman, but
II am not in the habit Of walking arm in arm
with policemen" said haughtily.
:. Then shall be obliged to arrest you for
the way for action
There was nothing for it but to submit to have
his blue sleeve passed through nv black one.
and proceed to the residence OF the iudge-to
find out il 1 vas-nyself
We had hardly passed to the sidewalk when,
fortunately, the judge himself came along.
"Halloa, Haynesl" he cried, and then
glanced at the figure at my side.
' i am about to be arrested for breaking into
my own house" 1 said returning his salutatiOn.
The policeman had suddenly dropped my arm,
as III il burned him. The old Judge who
relished joke, burst into a guffaw Of laughter,
which brought the mel ghbors to their windows.
." BY the way" said the judge, when he had
! recovered himself, "yOu had better keep your
| friend Of the star in tow. My wife spoke to me
| about your hOusekeeper this morning; said she
! went away i'm a carriage and took more bundles
| than she brought when she came"
1 Ny heart beat almost audibly. Could this
| gentle-brOwed, low voiced woman, of whom
| had thought in connection with diamond en-
gagement ring, be vile enough to deceive me,
| to despOil me? The superstition was too dread
full.
g. counsel you to attempt another raid, I" he
added. perhaps Johnny, here, will give you
| a boost, )" ard he laughed again. s' 1t may be
all the purest conjecture on my wife's part, you
know Ladies are apt to be suspicious il house,
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