Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-08-17


flight of stairs.
He hears a key being put into the lock
at the hall door; he holds his breath and
listens attentively. Whoever it is closes
the hall door behind them, and begins to
climb the hall stairs; he does the same.
At last the top of the stairs is reached !;
the footsteps are coming nearer, and at
last actually begin to ascend the last
flight, at the head of which he is. He
pushes open a door, glances hurriedly
around the room, finds it is vacant, rush
es to the bed and crawls underneath.
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| At a late hour at night Fred Grover re-
turned to his boarding house, tired and
disconsolate. He had been unable to
raise any money, consequently in the
morning he would have to seek other
quarters to live in.
When he entered his room he threw
himself into chair, lighted his pipe, and
pulled out thick clouds Of smoke, mus
ing as he did SO:
"What a fool I've been; spent all my
money, and must either beg, borrow or
cheat during the next six months to live.
By Jove! l must leave off this spreeing.
It's unfair to my father to spend his
money In the way. have been DOING
| Fred started up, and placing his fore
head against the window pane, looked
upon the cold, dark night
! "What a shame it is that money is not
more equally distributed; now that old
fellow down stairs, they say, is running
over with money. I wonder if he would
lend me Il little if i were to ask him?
Pshaw the idea is absurd How the
deuce am to face Mrs. Jackson in the
morning I don't know
-catch-chewr
"Whats that? 1t sounded confound-
eddy like sneeze. Hap And Fred
rushed to corner of the room, seized a
sword cane, drew it and looked cautious
~ under the bed.
The first thing that met his gaze was
the gentleman who, a short time pre-.
viously, had climbed over the garden
fence.
'What do you want? Come out from
there?"
The man came from under the bed
stood upright, and glared sullenly al
Fred.
CHOW, my good fellow, what were you
doing tbere?"
"What's the good of talking? You
know as well as do what I was doing
there" said the man.
"You wanted to rob the house, sup.
pose?"
S'This amt police court, is it? Take
me to one if you are going to, and then
I'll tell you what want to do, perhaps
"Suppose were to let you 90, what
would you do?''
i "Make tracks as fast as 1 could.
"Umph! have you any money abou
you?''
"No."
"Ah, then, I can't let you go. mus
wake up the house and gera policeman
"Hold on. I think I have little"
"Will you lend me some?"
elbow much do you want?"
''Fifty dollars, and assure you on my
word of honor I'll return it to you al
soon as get remittance from home.''
The man offered to lend him twenty
but Fred insisted upon having fifty o,
none at all. So, after deal Of talking
| Cuo HAL RELUCTANTLY uIeW TOLL VI Olll
from his pocket, counted out fifty Idollars
and handed them to Fred, who scrutiniz
: ed them carefully.
"Umph! they seem good. Now 20,
may 60, and don't let me catch you her,
again. When I'm ready to return it II
put an advertisement IN some paper K
that effect
The man sulklly left the room, Free
politely lighted him down stairs, CLOSED
the hall door after him and went to bed
In the morning he settled Mrs. Jack
sons claim and commenced study i,
good earnest.
He has now one of the best practice
in New York.
Fred put the promised advertisement
e in the paper several times, but as no on
came forward to claim the borrowe
Q money, handed it over to charltabl
I society IN that city.
ut was hardly the thing,' Fred think
sometimes. ''for the robber to have bee
s robbed"
What do you think, reader?