The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1878-10-25

And Miss Million got into her car
riage with the easket OF amethysts in
her hand, and drove off to the Park
Lane mansion that had the honor
of slleltering the family of Million.
Mr.. Jones took UP his newspaper
again. 49,. ........
Ferguson" he said to the shop
man, "put up these Amethysts.
The shopman surveyed the tray
"What did she take, sir?''
Necklace and earrings" r'.
"And cross, too?"
'No cross"
"There are only two crosses here"
persisted Ferguson.
"Three, you mean," said Mr.. Jones,
still keeping his eye on the paper.
"No, sir. Two" .....,
"But there ought to be three" cried
Mr.. Jones, jumping up. "There were
three there just now. Look under the
tray, Look on the counter"
But the most thorough search re-
vealed no glittering cross, outlined
with purple fire. Mr.. Jones and Fer
guson eyed one another.
It's gone" said the former.
"Stolen, most likely" said tho
latter.
"That young woman with the old
fashioned ring said Mr.. Jones.
cts her, you may depend on it,"
nodded the Fshopman. II thought
I when she came in, she had a sly, un-
derhanded way with her. Here's her
name and address-or at least what
she gave as SUCH"
Call a policeman at once" cried
Mr.. Jones, bustling frantically about.
"Why, that cross was worth ten
guineas, at the least! And to think
that it has been distracted right be-
fore our very face and eyes! Run!
What are you standing staring there
for? A policeman, at oncel"
"I shall be very glad of the situa-
tion, ma am, if you think will suit" !"
said Jessie, meekly.
Mrs. Hornblende (who had called at
the humble lodging sat in the little
room, whirlpool of silks, satins, and
fur-trimmed cloaks. For Jessie had
| advertised for q situation as nursery
governess, and Mrs. Hornblende, who
was always in hot water with servants
and dependents, had answered it.
"At least you may come and try"
said Mrs. Hornblende. "romorrow,
at Dear me? what does this police
man want?"
The official walked in, without even
the preliminary ceremonial Of a
knock, followed by Mr.. Jones, and
Ferguson, the shopman.
"We are here" said the jeweller,
with certain assumption of pomp,
"to arrest Jessie Walters for the theft
of an amethyst cross!'
Jessie started with ashy face and
clasped hands.
"What does he mean?" she asked,
looking wildly around. els he talk
ing about n1e?"
"Humph!" said the policeman.
"Good acting, but it won't go down
You've took the cross, miss, and it'll
be altogether the cheapest thing
for you to fork it over and confess al
once"
Il do not know anything about the
"~oss. 1 have not seen the cross,
said Jessie, turning alternately white
and red, and shrinking back into the
corner of the room.
"Oh, come on'' said the policeman
impatiently. eve hain't no time tt
stand fooling here, me and these 'er'
gentlemen.
HAS she been - stealing?" Mrs
Hornblende demanded under he
breath. "And I was just going to en-
/ gage her as governess to my thre'
dear little children! Good gracious
what lucky escape I have had!"
"And Mrs. Hornblende disappeared
apparently anxious to get out Of tn
l atmosphere of arrest as quickly O
possible.
: "Jessie! Jessie!" gasped the poo
widowed mother, who had not Wake
l for five years, but always sat in tn
one-arm chair by the one window
l meek and patient as a saint; "wha
Y does this mean? How have they 60
!. such thing into their heads?"
l Mother, dear, it will all be right,
t said Jessie, resolutely checking tn
sobs that rose to her throat. II hay
: done nothing wrong. They cannc
0 put me in Jail"
II ratherthink that's matter fc
. the magistrate to Decide" said Ill
i Jones, loftily.
r And so poor Jessie was taken off
n charge of the policeman, like an
wretched culprit of the street.
Q She pleaded "Not guilty." but {
what use was her simple plea? I'll
= evidence was strong, and she W;
committed for trial, and ordered
prison, in default of BAIL
I And SO the case was dismissed,
:, make room for the trial of drunke
o brute, who was accused Of poundiI
his much -andllrinp wife into ielly