The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1878-11-23


Mr. Baxter, the fellow as works for old
Thornley,, give me quarter To run up and
let you know ne wouldn't be 10 home
tonight, and maybe not to morrow neither,
as he'd been called away sudding like along
of a letter.
There" CALCULATED Hannah, 81 hope
you're convinced. Hes absconded. I'll
have the law after him sure as his names
Baxter, which dare say it Amt"
Were your bills new greenbacks and
did you take the numbers ?" asked Polly.
Crisp and fresh is new cabbage leaves:
and as for the numbers, they were iiyes and
tens just rs il happened
We must have another good search be-
fore you accuse any one"
"only that hides can find"
And Polly spared no pains: every miuute
that she could secure from her duties YEA.
spent in the search; but when the second
night aud day had passed without bringing
Baxter, or any tidings from him, her heart
sank beneath the weight of Miss IIannah's
words; not that she doubted him for an
instant, but the suspicion might keep him
away, aud she might never see his face
again. There was now but one thing to
do, and she did it. She begged leave of
Miss Hannah to go to the town aud mail a
letter.
" Lor, Hiram II mail it for you" said
Hannah, intent upon mastering its contents
first. But Polly was firm in the matter.
the letter was too precious to trust to
another. 1t ran:
MR.. BANrER,-lf you are staying away
from your work and losing wages because
you are suspected Of finding Miss Hannah.
money, which she lost the day YOU left.
please return at once, as money has been
found, and your good name is restored.
though never suspected by your friend,
PAULINE Powers"
But her object in town was not merely tn
mail this document; she went direct from
the post office to the bank where her little
hoard was growing, and drew out hun.
bred dollars in crisp greenbacks, fives aud
tens, trusting that they made no larger
parcel than Miss Hannah's; then she re-
traced her steps homeward, and quietly
dropped the precious roll on the floor of
Miss liannah's closet, where it nigh, easily
have been overlooked after falling from the
rent in her pocket; she wisely copiectured
that the next day being Friday, Miss Han
nah would bring it to light with her broom.
What's all this about Miss Hannah's
money and my good name - asked Bax err,
when he returned on Saturday aud found
opportunity to speak to Polly privately.
Polly related the facts, leaving out her own
share in the results.
And where was the money found -
Miss Hannah found it on sweeping day
on the floor of her closet demurely.
q And who put it there, Polly
Whoo Why, she says it must have
dropped there when she hung up her gown
Poor deluded Miss Hannah, How long
since you learned to prevaricate SO pre;tiiy,
Polly? -
81: Prevaricate. What do you m an,
Mr.. Baxter?''
| 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 curiosity about it.
IL 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
so you've abandoned the idea of an edu-
cation, Polly ~
L" don't know. I'm SO sorry you found
it out; you will think that u
81 shall think that you love me we'll
enough to be my wife, Polly dear" And
Polly failed to put in an objection.
Didn't | tell you how il would be.
Hiram ~ said Hannah, at dinner, the fol-
lowing week. Here's Baxter and Polly,
they stepped down to town this morning
on an errand together, and came driving
back like the Great Mogul, whoever he
was, on their ntdding tour, to say good by.
blew the dinner horn for you like the
last trump, thinking that d fetch you, if
any thing, but reckon you've getting
deef''
Well, | never" cried Hiram, agh ist.
g But it Amt no Use crying over spill, milk"
As Baxter and his bride drove along,
''tbe ilowery by roads through" toaard
the railway station, L" 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 young man who, being
rich and strong, and tired of fashionable
life and convenrionalities, undertook a
walking tour through the mountains and
valleys of New Hampshire for Summers
vacation or recreation, camping out at night
in the green woods. buying his daily br cad
at farmhouse by the way, or broiling his
wild game by brush wood fire as fortune
favored him, wearing his old Clothes, and
getting bronzed and weather stained on the
route. One night he asked for lodging at
a certain farmhouse door, as it threate red
rain, and he bad a mind to Try the luxury
OF bed indoors. \ young sirl opened
the door for him, spread the table, m ade
the BED, and-stole his heart; and the next
week, when tie farmer offered a seasons
farm work, being shor, of bands. and mis-
taking him for tramp he promptly ac-
cepted the situation, having 4 fancy for
adventurous living aud 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. Thornley,, and an
ignorant country girl like me your pife,
Oh, John, how could you be so foolish
How could you deceive me so -
- 1t was all for love and the world we'll
lost, ," said Baxter, proudly.
=" Their that hundred dollars" said Miss
the next year, when she lay i'll.
9 put it direct into the bank. Give it to
Polly, Tiff any thing happens to me,
though she doesn't need it, goodness knows
"A trapesing off to Europe. You needn't