Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-10-06
time during the week when she had time

time during the week when she had time,
she carried it home.
Wien, in the fall, the weather grew
chilly, bachelor Ed. Russell took to driv-
ing over to Farmer Campbell's to wind
the tall clock, and the family all agreed
in calling him an uncommonly accomo
dating young man.
AS this was kept up steadily all winter,
people would have set the young folks
down as lovers had not every one known
about the missing clock key
1t had come to be generally understood
that young Waite was the thief, and not
call was made upon the corners for a
whole year in that highly proper Chris
tan neighborhood.
One balmy morning the following
spring Miss Catherine, CHANGING to glance
up from the rug which she was braiding
and sewing for present to Mrs. Russell,
saw pretty young girl in plain black
alpaca suit coming through the gate.
There's that Waite GIRL" CALCULATED
Catherine to her mother, 81 wonder what
she means by calling here? I presume
it's about the school again, but we don't
want our neighborhood children under
such influence. shant ask her in"
Catherine did not have the opportu
nity,for her father, with Jetty perched on
his shoulder, walked slowly down the
gravel walk, shook the girls hand in his
habitual gentle, cordial way: stood and
talked with her minute or two, and
then in an excited manner waited pom
her to the house.
"Hallor' here's my poeket-bookr - cried
he jubilanllY, as he threw the door wide
open. This young lady brought it. My
wife and daughter will be glad to know
you. Sit down in this rocking chair;
you must be tired after your long walk
Miss Catherine prlded herself upon her
sharpness. She thought now, as she set
her head little more primly on one side,
"Ah, that self-assured young Waite and
that miserable tramp were Identical, as I
have always supposed. We ought to have
had him arrested at the time, as Mrs.
Russell suggested"
This is where found it, said the girl,
timidly, pulling little bundle OF old
sleeps gray flannel out of her pocket.
hnilo' Liz UdCk dAu IulHs5 VI uly
old gray vest" said the old gentleman,
skipping around like boy. at looks
like an old friend There, mother! who
was the rogue2 It wasn't me, and it
wasn't Jetty, nor the poor hungry, for
lorn tramp.
81 found it in this inside pocket"
went on the girl, "and this little roll was
twisted up and tucked in on top of a
sack Of rags that was given me to sort
and cut in the rag-shop where | have
been at work. because couldn't get sit
uation to teach. haven't opened it, be-
cause it wasn't necessary when | saw
your name in gold letters on the out
side.''
"Everything is all right said the old
man. ''The note runs out just as I said,
next week. The twins will be seven. and
it does take two cups Of molasses for the
snaps. guess you will pegin to t.ink
| know something, after all. The money
comes just when need il, and is just the
same as gift. Sit down. my dear, you
are not rested, am sure.''
Catherine told Mrs Russell, afterward,
that she feltas cheap as rags, but she came
forward and took off the girls things and
kept her to supper, and before that meal
was over they were all so charmed with
her that Miss Catherine carried her home
in the chaise and drove around by the
residence of the newly elected prudential
committee, and secured the school for the
coming term.
The next day Miss Catherine took Mrs
Russell over to call, and they carried the
young lady, whose name after all was not
Waite, but Wya+, a gift of twenty
dollar gold piece from Mr.. Campbell.
At the wedding of Miss Catherine and
bachelor Ed Russell, which came off at
e. idsummer, the Wyatt brother and sister
were among the bridesmaids and grooms-
men. Every body, old and young, even
to the jolly tin-peddler were hidden to
the wedding. Grandpa told the story of
the lost pocket ook, and said that it had
turned out we'll, for he had given
Catherine over as an old maid, and she
would have been had she not been obliged
to keep the old clock from running down.
The twins had new trumpets bought by
grandpa for the occasion, and Jetty
in his best suit of black stood in the lilac
bush in front of an open window, and all
through the ceremony laughed, "quaha,
quaha, quaha. Chicago Standard.