The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1878-10-17

bred and milk the day before the pocket
book was missed.
Mrs. Russell asked how much money
there was in it, and, being told. said she
had heard that they paid one-third down
for their place, although only one-fourth
had been required
When Catherine returned home she
found that her half-brother, James, had
driven over from his adjoining farm to
see about note which his father held
against some one in the next town,
which he thought ought to be renewed
1T won't outlaw for year," said
Farmer Campbell.
"Let me see," said his son, and then,
of course, Catherine let out the story.
WAS it your old sheepskin wallet,
fatherg"
"Oh, 7 o, it was the pretty red morocco
one with twenty different compartments
that the twins gave me last Christmas.
"You had it in your hand the last time
I was here, and showed me the receipted
bill for three sets of Cyclopedias- Cath
crimes set, James set and my set Let
me see; that was Thursday. There was
a tramp eating bread and milk in the
kitchen, rougll-looking fellow. I
thought it injudicicus to let him enter
the house, and spoke to wife about it
when got home. Don't you remember
it? After ne went away mother said
father looked like tramp in that old
sleeps gray suit"
"There, those clothes are in that rug"
put in Catherine triumphantly, pointing
to an immense br ided mat on which
she was at work Father left them off
to have them mended one day, the tin
peddler came along, and while father
was out talking with him, mother and I
stripped what was good for carpets out of
them and bundled up the rest for rags
in hurry, tell you"
II am glad it, said her half broth
er, laughing heartily, "but must not be
lingering here. Father, CAP l tske your
side hill pillow for few days?''
II presume it is in that missing peck
ct book" observed Catherine facetiously.
and the tame crow laughed, "quha.
quha, quha," as he alignted outside the
window with Mrs. Campbells scarlet
crochet knitting-bag in his bill, which
he Immediately carried across the yard
and threw into the we'll.
The four persons looked at each other
and nodded knowingly 1--WE will send
for Ed Hotton Immediately to come and
clean out the WE'LL" said the mother.
"That would be impracticable while
the water is so Deep" said James, ''but
| at high noon you can reflect he bottom
Ct the we'll in looking-gIass, and see
what is there"
The experiment was tried, and there
Gould be seen on the clear, gravelly bot
tom of the we'll sundry cups, mugs, nails,
small tools and pieces of crockery,
green frog, and big, speckled trout, but
no pocket book. The knitting bag
cought On the bucket, aad was saved, to
Mrs. Campbells great relief.
Hardly day passed but that some
thing was wanted, which, when inquired
for. was found 10 have been safely slowed
awaysin that capacious pocket-book.
Mrs. Campbell settled down in the be-
lief that James, who was the fathers son
by prior marriage and no favorite of hers,
had thought it no harm to appropriate
his fathers, property to his own USES.
Miss Catherine had no doubt that the
tramp had picked it up soon after her ia
Their had thoughtlessly laid it down, and
she was sure that the beggar and the
Young Waite were one and the same per-
son.
Ilr. Campbell thought that Jetty was
the rogue, and spent a great deal of time
watching the singular pranks and evolu-
| tons of the interesting bird.
| When the twins came tor their prom
ised visit Aunt Catherine made a party
| inviting all the boys and girls in the
! neighborhood, and Offering q prize
OF a gold dollar strung on a blu.
ribbon to the one who should find the
pocket-book. The premises were thor
ougnly explored, the garden plot was
raked over. every maple, apple and cher
ry tree was climbed, and searched for
knot holes, but although a great many
squire s, birds, rats and mice pests were
brought to light, the pocket book, to
grandpa's great disappointment, did not
appear.
Every Sunday night during the sum
mer Catherine drove over to Esq. Rus
sells to borrow the clock key. and some
time during the week when she had time.
| she carried it home.
Wien, in the fall. the weather grew
chilly. bachelor Ell. Russell took to driv-
ing over to Farmer Can, bell's to vino
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
abou. the missing clock key
1t had come To be generally understood
that young Wal,e was the thief, and not
call was made upon the corners for a
whole year in that highly proper Chris
tan neighaornood.
One baimy morning the following
spring Mi Csthe rine, CHANGING to glance
no from the rug which she WAS brsiding
and wing for present to Mrs RUSSELL.
saw pretty young girl in plain black
alpaca suit coming through the gate.
There's that Waite girl" circulated
Catherine to her mother. Il wonder what
she means by calling heref presume
its about the school again, but we don't
want our neighborhood children under
s1ch influence. / sasn't AK her in.n
Catherine did not have the opportu-
oi,y. for her father with Jetty perchcd On
his shoulder, walked sIosly down the
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