Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-12-21
CHRISTMAS AT UMBERLY.

The Winnertons lived in Cmberly and
were Just the jolliest, happiest family
you ever saw. Umberly was the name
Mr.. Wlnnerton had given TO his home.
which he had purchased little way out
OF the big city, for he wanted his bows
and girls to have the pure air and a
chance to grow strong by roaming about.
Mabel, the baby, was the family pet;
johnny was only two years older; and
above them, like pair of steps going up
and up, were three more -Blanche, and
Edith, and Dick. Dick, the eldest, was
the rogue of the family, sure to get into
trouble, and as sure to come out all right
and land on his feet.
Dick was the only one considered old
enough to go into the city to school. The
others studied with mamma at home.
One bright December morning Dick
sprang from the horse cars at the corner
Of the stleet where his school was, and
slowly sauntered along till he came to
an old house where Sandy Dooley lived
III the cellar. Now, Sandy had worked
for Dicks father for many years. He
was wood sawyer, and as the boy came
near he saw him standing, saw in hand,
near the cellar door.
"Good morning, Sandy" said Dick.
Good morning, young gentleman" re-
pied Sandy. "Hold on till show you
somethlng.' And away went Sandy with
his ragged boots Gathering down the
steps.
"1'n play him trick" said Dick. He's
left his precious old saw behind; and I'll
hide it Just tor fun:
Dick seized it, and was Just running
to hide behind an open door near by,
when rough hand was laid on his
shoulder and voice exclaimed:
''Ycre caught now; you bad boy, a.
stealth tlom a poor man.
Tn, not a thief. It's only Sandy's: and
want 20 play joke on him." said
Dick, trying his best to shake off the wo-
mans hand.
IA jHke is it? Well, you're young
upstart, anyway; and stealin' is no Joke
Whcreupon the old woman beckoned to
policeman, who came running across
the street and caught the boy by the
arm.
'Whats the row?" he asked.
'Use the eyes of ye and see," said she
''Ilasn't he Sandy Dooley's saw in the
hand oil him, and didn't catch him
walking off with it,"
II didn't steal it! I didn'tr' screamed
Dick.
The policeman did not heed the bow
but ruthlessly dragged him away, with
his book-strap and books under his arm
All the way to The station poor Dick cried
and cried; but it was no use to tell his
story over again, for no one believed him
and the dirty old woman followed close
behind.
When they tried to question the bo1
at the station, he sobbed so he could moi
speak; and the kind.hearted marshall
said: "Let me see those books" Wher
he saw written in them "Richard Win
nerton," he smiled, and said: '.Send 70,
the boys father"
Then the old woman told her story
evidently glad to be of so much import
ance; and her evidence was quite over
whelming. "She saw the boy take the
saw; and if that wasn't steal1n' what was
it," While she was still talking the doc,
opened, and in came Mr.. Wlnnerton, who
mad driven down as fast as pair of
horses could bring him.
DICK nearly shrleked with delight and
exclaimed: ooh, papa! Don't believe
1t; l was only fooling, and Sandy will
tell you So"
80 Sandy was sent for, and said: 'He
was shure' Sir the little gintleman could
mean no harm, for it was ALWAYS a kind
good word he had ever since he had be,
gan to work for the Squire. And az tor
'poarln' 'galnst him, the likes of an Guild
meddlin' woman like Mother McOuad q
might do so; but he never could be that
mean for d bit of a joke"
So the matter was dismissed so far as
the police was concerned and Dick went
away with his father, too much heated
and ashamed to attend school that day.
twas some time before Mr.. Winner
ton heard the whole story; and do moi
think he blamed Dick very much, al.