Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1879-01-31
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GOOD heavens!" says L, knocking at

GOOD heavens!" says I, knocking at
the door, what is the mattor?n
Its nothing" he says; live been
walking in my sleep again, that's all. z
"Well,'; says l, II co hope you'll. not do
it again, OF you'll rouse the house,
| After which he was as quiet as a mouse;
quieteI than me, do assure you, for I lay
in my bed shaking like an aspen leaf, and
| without dry rag upon me, as the saying
is. For, as Pm living man, l knew from
that moment where those ell 900 worth Of
notes were hid as well as he did. 80 IL
In the morning he came down to break
fast, and then went out, saying he would
not return before luncheon-time, as he
had some business to transact in the town.
Eliza made his bed, and thought nothing
had happened, for was not going to be
made fool Of the second time; and when
the coast was clear just walked into No.
AZ and locked myself in-with the ladder.
l have said that the room had been
thoroughly searched, and SO it had been,
for even the very wainscot had been ripped
up. Only, nobody had thought of the
ceiling, which was twenty feet out of
everybody's reach, and had not even a
chandelier; but where the chandelier
ought to have been, as have mentioned,
there were few roses and things made
Of plaster, by way of ornament. Mr..
Adamson, as was. now convinced, had
been trying to reach those pretty flowers
by the help of his bedstead and dressing
table, sonly they had not come up to the
mark, and had also given way under him.
By putting the ladder against the bed
stead could, however, reach the ceiling
easily enough las my gentleman himself
had done on certain occasion), and I'M,
der the rose Zone may make a little joke
when everything turns out so comfort
able) found the notes. The whole thing
didn t take five minutes; and after telling
my master of my discovery we sent at
once for policeman.
Before Mr.. Adamson came back there
arriv al for him a largish package, (which
which we took the liberty to open. It was
an iron ladder that folded up very neatly,
and was labelled ''Mr. Morton, No. 47.''
If he had had the prudence to bring it
with him in the first instance, things might
have turned out more fortunately for him;
but, as it was, it came little late. Of
course he was given into custody, and a
telegram sent to Mr.. Dodds. That gentle.
man, sir, behaved like a gentleman, for on
the day that Mr.. Adamson was sscopped''
he got twenty years. not only received
my thousand pounds, but ga hundred adj
ded.'' as Mr.. Dodds called it, flor my per-
severance, sagacity, and integrity; and it
is with that money that I have become
master of the Hand and Glove.
''Bob," said I, 81 don't know whether.
since you have become landlord on YOUR
own account, it may not be an insult to
offer it to'you. but here is guinea for
you.''
thought he would have been over
whelmed with gratitude at this generous
behavior; on the contrary. he tipped the
coin up in the air (for we suere in the air by
that time) and caught it again as though
it had been copper. 81 make no bones
about taking this SOY, because, you see
sir, you're literary gent, and dare say
will make more out of that ERE story than
ever made out of you.'
must say thought it rather an I'M
gracious speech of Bob's; but we parted
on the edge of the Polytechnic pond the
best of of friends.
you'll come down and patronize us
that is: Eliza and me-" he said, sat the
Hand and GLOVE, won't you?-then I'll
show you No. 47."-James Paine IN the
Gentlenao1a's Magazine,