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

attention to the req trumpet which he had
stolen from the cart.
"Father, you don't want that trumpet
more'n the crow does! Come down wita
that, you black rogue!' scolded Ms
| Catherine.
II promised the twins when I was up
to Dolly Jones to have tootmaker on
hand for each of them when they came
down in May said the old man decided
ly, land grandpa mustn't break his word
to the little fellows
"Those boys are too old for trupets,
put IN Mrs. Campbell. They'll drive
me distracted with their noise"
II hope they'll never be to old too en-
Joy toys and tun,'' said the old gentleman,
roguishly blowing Dlast upon each OF
the trumpets at the same time. II guess
1 will have one for myself, too, and as for
the twins, they won't be seven till june
"Theyll be eight" said his wife.
''I'v got it down on paper in my
pocket-boo replied the old gentleman,
feeling first in one pocket and then in
another, land I'll pay money for the
trumpets, Jetty's and all. Catherine,
fetch my pocket book from the mantle
shelf in the bedroom chamber" he called
after his daughter, who was hurrying to-
ward the house.
1T isn't there, she replied, as she re-
turned presently with bag of dried ap-
pies, land didn't stop to look it up, be-
cause there will be enough coming
from these to pay for the trnmpets.''
II want to make father some ginger
snaps after Cousin Ruth's receipt and |
cant find the paper on which it is writ
ten down. remarked Mrs Campbell next
morning, as, busy about the Saturday s
baking, she BUSTED around looking over
boxes, baskets, and drawers.
sit is in my pocket book said her
husband, glancing up from his news pa
per, Il saw it lying on the hanging Ia
BILE the last time you made snaps and l
reckoned it might get mislaid and so you
have an excuse for not making me any
for long spell. So took possession of
It," and he began to fec first in one peck
ct and then in the other. IL declare" he
calculated, presently, II havn't seen that
pocket-book, as l remember. since l
looked for it when the peddler was here
yesterday.
"Make ginger-drops with cu.rants in
them to-day. MOTHER" suggested Gather
inc, II can't take my hands out of the
pound cake to look 'p that pocket-book
now
''Havn't you wound the clock, father?
asked Mrs. Cambell, as she was tying her
bonnet st,ings in square bow under her
double chin, preparatory to starting for
church.
NO." said he, but was calculating to
just do so before started, so as to be
sure and take the money for the mission
ary-book when l took the clock key
Catherine, bring me my pocket book
from the mantle shelf in the bed room
chamber"
ut isn't here" replied his daughter
who was rastling around in her best black
silk dress. did you find it yesterday
lfyon did, didn't hear anything about
it, and it slipped my mind"
"Quha, quha," laughed Jetty, from the
tall lilac bush in front OF the bedroom
widow, and, glancing out, they saw that
he had the green trumpet in his moutl /.
HE stole that from the mantle in your
room, and why SHOULDN'T he have
stolen the pocket-book as well9 He picks
up every small bright colored object
that attracts his attention. l, for one,
don't believe in harboring thief in the
house" and Miss Catherine turned the
cat outdoors, shut the damper of the
stove and declared every thing to be ready
for starting.
y never thought it good plan to car
ry that clock key in your pocket book. y
said Catherine, as they logged along to
church.
II like to have things wnere l know
they are safe said her father.
"Wel!. you missed your finger for
once" spoke up his wife.
"By no MEANS" replied the fize old
gentleman. good-naturedlv, "the key with
the rest of the missing articles is In the
p ncketuook. and that is mislaid by no
fault of mine. as you will be willing to
admit when it turns up
But it didn't turn up, even after dinner.
when they searched until shutdown. Then,
not wishing to have the old eight-day
clock run down, Catherine had the horse
harnessed into the chaise. and drove over
to the east part of the town to the Russell
homestead. where there was an old family
clock exactly like theirs, and borrowed
the key. In talking the matter over with
Mrs. Russell. Catherine remembered that
a tramp had cal ed and had eaten a bowl
of bread and m,lk bv the kitchen fire the
very morning before the pocket-oook WAS
missed. That brought up the prolific
subject Of namps and THIEVES, aud Mr.
Russell mentioned that q oidow named
Waite. with two children, son and a
daughter, from down the river somewhere
had bought aud moved on to the Bias >omb
place; that when he heard OF it re couldn't
help remembering that last year when he
was down to the shiretown on jury a
widow woman name Waite MAS sent TO
Jail for three months tor stealing. and
that Mrs. Russell remarked that she didn't
intend to say anything about it to any
oody, but that she hid made up her mind
that she shouldn't call on her new
neiyhbore
T next day. when Catherine Was up
to her elbows In suds, g-ntlemaniy
appearing youth who said his family had
lust purchased the Biscomb place. came
to the dos. having heard that Mr.. Camp
bell WAS Prudential School Committee, to
see il he could secure . situation -
teacher for his aisier. Catherine listened
no further, but answered him curtiy