St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1881-12-24

start at once. Don't worry abor
me; Mrs. Smith sleeps in the nez
room, you remember"
But the Judge did worry and fre
not only over the danger of hi
daughter and his money, but blaE.e e
himself severely for his carelessness
Even among his graver fears fo
his brother, the thought of thieve
and burglars haunted him.
81 ought to be ashamed of mysel
to leave that amount of money il
the house even for = day. for til,
place is SO isolated, the servant
such arrant cowaras and cousin
Sallie such a weak help. Onl,
Janie's brave little hear. to be de
pended on. Heaven bless the child
Now what can be the matter will
Rube l carnot Imagine; he was vel
enough last week. However, shal
soon know, for here we are at til,
station"
Mrs. Sallie Smith, a fortysecond
cousin of the Judge, and a confirm
ed invalid, occupied the room on
the right of Janie's, while that on
the left was her fathers, and in il
the iron safe that contained the
money referred to.
81 ain afraid / am bit nervous,
unused jamie, locking round her
beautiful chamber with a slight
shudder. 1.-The servants are quite
Il way off, and cousin Sallie takes SO
much laudanum she would never
saken. | wonder if 1 would feel
safer with the money under my pit
iow."
And foolish little JAMIE, having
the combination of the slfe, went
to it, opened it, and took out the
roll of bills.
"Oh ho." said a soft voice behind
her. THAT is exactly what I want;
! had NO idea you would be so &C.
commodatirg. Don't scream, on
your life"
Aud the bold fellow actually
laughed as he seized her wrist.
jamie did not cry ont.
Sine gave him u sudden startled, in
dignant look, and bendiug her head
buried her white strong teeth il
the exposed wrist OF the hand that
held her captive.
"You little tiger-cat," he cried, in
rage aud intense suffering. "Let
go. or I will kill you"
But ere he was aware of her in
she thrust the roll of
money in the safe and sprung the
lock.
Now" she said in triumph, "get
it if you can, but--oh, Gus Rybolt.
| know YOU"
"You-po you don't-ah, we'll, you
will deliver me over to your pre-
;ious father before another day
closes. Come, hand over the cash
want 20 have some chance of get
aug away"
No. you cannot have the money.
)h. Gus kybolt, remember your
aiuted mother, your good brother;
! hat will they think now? How |
AN yOu be SO wicked?"
81 have no time for nonsense.
Hand over the cash, Or III" and
he click of a revolver ham mer
JAMES eyes flashed in scorn.
You harm helpless little girl.
.ou, who always boasted of bravery.
or shame. Gus RyboIt; you are a
oward." But in gentler tone-"If
ou will make me promise, I will
lso make you one, and keep mine
long as you do yours. If you will
ave Inc now, and become q better
cy-an honest, honorable one-I
ill never tell of this nights work"
The boy hesitated moment.
The temptation to persist in his ,
,dertaking was great. but down in {
icked daredevil Gus Rybolt's i
art was tender spot which beau I
ul jamie johnson had held ever {
nee she vas mite of child, and 4
had taken care of her at school. ]
Harm her?
He was OILY trying to scare her.
He wouldn't have harmed q hair g
her head to have saved his own a
s-and she knew it. b
You canRot have the money, but 81
mt you accept.the compsct?" c,
Yes" he said Mt last, il husky c
aimed voice. Heaven bless you,
ME johnson, and may Heaven
p sinful me!" and he was gone. ~
And jamie. with eyes full of tears, m
,ped into bed. aud after long j.
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