Buchanan County bulletin. [volume] (Independence, Iowa) 1869-1891, 1878-12-13

Baxter, the fellow as works for old
Thornley,, give me a quarter to run up
and let you know he wouldn't be home
tonight, and maybe not tomorrow
neither. as he'd been called away sud
ding like, along of letter."
THERE! calculated Hannah, II hope
you're convinced He's absconded. I'll
have the law after him sure as his
names Baxter, which | dare say it ain !"
Were your bills new greenbacks?
and did you take the numbers?" asked
Polly.
Crisp and fresh as new cabbage
leaves; and as for the numbers, they
were fives and tens, just as it happened" I"
We must have another good search
before you accuse any one"
Only them that hides can find"
And Polly spared no pains; every
minute that she could secure from her
duties was spent in the search; but
when the second night and day passed
without bringing Baxter, or any tidings
from him, her heart sank beneath the
weight Of Hannah S words; not that she
doubted him for an instant, but the sus-
picion might keep him away, and she
might never see his face again. There
was now but one thing to do, and she
did it, She begged leave of Hannah to
60 to the town and mail letter. .
Lor, Hiramll mail it for YOU" said
Hannah, intent on mastering its con-
tents first. But Polly was firm in the
matter; the letter was too precious to
trust to another. 1t ran:
MIR. BAxTER:-If you are staying away
from your work, and losing wages because
you are suspected of finding Miss Hannah's
money, which she lost the day you left, please
return mt once. as the money has been found,
and your good name is restored, though never
suspected by your FRIEND
PAULINE POWERS"
But her object i'll town was not mere
! ly to mail this document; she went di-
rect from the post Office to the bank
where her little hoard was growing, and
drew out hundred dollars in crisp
greenbacks, fives and tens. trusting that
they made no larger parcel than Han
nah's; then she retraced her steps
homeward, and quietly dropped the
precious roll on the floor of Hannah's
closet, where it might easily have been
overlooked after falling from her
pocket; she wisely conjectured that the
next day, being Friday Hannah would
bring it to light with her broom.
What's all this about Hannahs
money and my good name?" asked Bax-
ter, when he returned on Saturday and
found opportunity to speak to Polly
privately. Polly related the facts, leav-
ing out her own share in the results
And where was the money found?"
Hannah found it on sweeping day in
her closet" demurely
And who put it there, Polly?"
"Who? Why, she says it must have
dropped there when she hung up her
gown.
Poor deluded Hannah! How long
since you learned to prevaricate so pret-
tily, Polly?"
Il? Prevaricate! What do you
mean, Baxter?'
Il mean that you drew the money
from your bank store yesterday, to save
my good name, Polly. Don't deny it.
The cashier told me-he had some curl
osity about it. If you can do so much
for my good name, how much more
would you do for the owner? There's
riddle for you" Polly hung her head
and blushed. And you've abandoned
the idea of an education, Polly?"
Il don't know. I'm sorry you found
it out; you will think that /"
| shall think that you love me we'll
enough to be my wife, Polly, dear. "
And Polly failed to put in any objection.
Didn't | tell you how it would be,
Hiram?' said Hannah, at dinner, the
following week. Here's Baxter and
Polly, they stepped down to town this
morning on an errand together, and
came driving back like the Great Mo
gul, who ever he was, on their ,cedding
tour, to say goodbye. | blowed the
dinner horn for you like the last trump,
thinking that'd fetch you if anything,
but reckon you're getting deef"
Well, [ never!' cried Hiram aghast
But it amt no use crying over split
milk
AS Baxter and his bride drove along
the fowery by-roads,' toward the rail
way station I've pretty story to tell
you, my love" he said, which | hope
you will be glad to hear-a true story.
There was once a young man, who, be-
ing rich and strong, and tired of fash
ionable life and conventionalities, un-
dertook walking tour through the
mountains and valleys of New Hamp-
shire for summers $ vacation or recre-
alton, camping out at night in the
green woods, buying his daily bread at
farm houses by the way, broiling his
wild game by a brush-wood fire, as for
tune favored him, wearing his old
clothes, and getting bronzed and wealth
er-stained on the route. One night he
asked for lodgings at certain farm
house door, as it threatened rain, and
he had a mind to try the luxury of a
bed indoors. A young girl opened the
door for HIM, spread the table, made the
bed and-stole his heart; and the next
week, when the farmer offered him a
seasons farm-work, being short of hands,
and mistaking him for tramp, he
promptly accepted the situation, hav-
ing fancy for adventurous living and
the young girl aforesaid.
Mr.. Baxter" said Polly, what do
you mean?'
It's true story, Polly.
Do you mean that you-oh John!
that you are not-that you are the
young man; that the farmer is Mr..
Thorney, and an ignorant country girl
like me your rife? Oh. John, how
could you be so foolish? How could
you deceive me SOP
1t was all for love, and the world
well lost, said Baxter, proudly.
There's that hundred dollars" said
Hannah, the next year, when she lay
i'll. / put it direct into the bank:
Give it to Polly, if-if any thing should
happen to me, though she doesn't need
it, goodness knows -a-trapesing off to
Europe. You needn't tell her, but !
must confess | was little confused
when found them greenbacks on my
closet floor, seeing that | hadn't lost a
red cent myself.
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