The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1878-04-11


Miss Pennyfeather appropriated the
pocket book. There were papers in it, a
photograph of wonderfully pretty girl,
but not a cent of money.
"Where is the money, Terry?" she ask
cd, imperatively.
The boy blubbered. He knew Miss Pen
nyfeather too well to attempt any denial.
81 took it out" he cried.
elbow much was it,"
"Do'no," sullenly.
eyes you do, Terry" emphatically.
There was minutes silence.
Come, Terry, you might as we'll tell
me-"
Another pause.
0Terry McGuire"
The boy fairly jumped.
"There was FIVE dollars be ssalamered
"Any more?''
"There was ten dollars In another
place."
GLOW much more, Terry?"
The boy looked up at Miss Pennyfeath-
er and learned from her expression the
uselessness of deceit.
There was place inside" he growled,
in barely audible tone, Gas he had
seventeen dollars and half in it."
Miss Pennyteather went over the item
in her mind.
''That makes th;rty-two dollars and a
half" she said. "Now, Terry Mcclure,
give that money to me-"
And Terry with another side look at his
determined teacher, extracted it from his
pocket and did as he was told. The sum
was correct Miss Pennyfeather restored
it to the pocket book, and looked Terry
severely in the eye.
For next Sundays lesson she said,
'you will learn the eighth command
ment''
'Know it already growled Terry
"yer taught it to us last Sunday"
So she had. And Miss Pennyfeather
felt all the more discouraged.
For two days John Denike carried re-
sentiment in his heart. He went so far,
indeed, as to ho.d the girl altogether re-
sponsible for his misfortune. eff she had
taught the boy not to steal this was his
argument-s'I sheuldn' have lost Nellie's
picture SO on Monday afternoon, when
he met her again at almost the same
spot, he looked across the street, and
would have passed on, but that she put
herself again directly in his way.
Excuse me- she began" her face all
aglow with a sense Of her disagreeable
position "but came this way on pur-
pose to meet you
John bowed. Frank" he thought.
Perhaps the girl interpreted his re-
Election. for the color deepened on her
face as she continued:
II was very much grieved, yesterday,
to find that you had lost your pocket
book am glad to be able to restore it
to YOU and with the words she placed
the article in his hand WI you please
see if the contents are right she added
He opened it mechanically, glanced at
the picture, and seemed to draw salts
fed breath. II dare say it's all right,
he said.
"Will you please count the money!
Here was certainly very positive
young lady. John did as he was re-
quired.
as it all right2' she asked
"Oh, yes" he hurriedly said. quite
right and then after a seconds pause
-"quite right. I'm sure I'm very much
obliged to you. 1t didn't make much
difference about the money, but should
have hated to lose the picture.
What did Miss Pennyfeather care
about the picture "Oh certainly" she
said in an indifferent way, and moved a
little apart as though on the point OF
leaving him.
"Are you walking up Main street," be
asked
Miss Pennyfeather bowed
And may accompany you'"
''lf you want to.
perhaps / ought to introduce myself
| NY name is DeLike-John Denike."
Miss Pennyfeather bowed again. She
had heard of MIR. Denike, and knew him
to be a member of the General Assembly
but of course. she did not say so. Prob
ably MIR. Denike was now on his way
from the State House.
II am Miss Pennyfeather, she remark
ed In quiet way.
John Denike was now entirely recon
ciled.
You will pardon me, he said after 6
moment, while they walked along to
gether, ''for any implied reflection in my
manner on Saturday"
sOf course | will, said she calmly.
1t was the most natural thing in the
world. There isn't q man in Chepache
who wouldn't have expressed the same
thought, and if the boy. Mr.. Drnike
grows up to be hung. some one will write
his obituary and say: In early life be
went to Sunday school and enjoyed re-
hgious instructions of Miss Maud Penny
feather. If Miss Pennyfeather had done
her duty by her scholars, would Terry
Mcclure now be in felons graver"
The girls cheeks were flushed and hel
voice had severe tone.
Excuse me, Miss Pennyfeather," said
Denike, gravely; Il think you overrate
your own responsibility"
she shook her head and looked him
earnestly in the face.
but somebody IS responsible. Mr.
Denike; if not /. who isl There are hun
dreds of such children in Chepachet
They don't go to school. I'm public
school teacher, and there aren't half doz-
en- of that sort in the village. They won,
come; the principal doesn't want them. i
they would In Sunday school, my class