The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1884-10-11

fHoeDe, DluShlng very prettliy. And
he slept on the hay in the barn last
night"
"My dear child this will never dol"
pronounced Grand-aunt Garraway
HE must come herep
Here, aunty?"
Il want to see him for myself" said
Mrs. Garraway.
But what will mamma saw"
Your mother, child, has every conf
dence in my judgment" said Grand
aunt Garraway, impressiyely. "Didn'
l. tell you it was no part of my theory
to put an unnatural force upon the IN
cllnations? If he really loves you SO
devotedly, he shall at least have
chance. 1t isn't in the fitness of things
that my grand -niece's sutton should be
sneaking around the back orchard, and
sleeping in the hay like tramp"
Phoebe colored
But what else could he do, Aunt
Garraway?" said she.
For that very reason" said the old
lady, with dignity, Il invite him here as
guest. My husbands nephew, Harry
Sanford, is to be here tonight from
Boston; but there is plenty of room.
harry shall sleep in the cedar chamber.
Mr.. De Motto shall have the red room.
Where is he now?"
II | think he's having a cigar and
reading the newspaper in the smoke
house." rather guilty confessed
Phoebe.
$50 and call him in" said Mrs. Gar
raway. "Teu him he shall be well
come"
And Phoebe obeye., scarcely able to
believe her own ears.
She's deal better than any Fairy
Gcdmother | ever heard Of" thought
she.
Mr.. De Motto was indeed tall and
Troubadour-hke. He had dark, pen
slve eyes, and wore a very handsome
necktle; and if his finger nails were not
as clean as Mrs. Garraway liked to see,
and his pocket handkerchiefs were not
of the finest linen, still people thought
differently upon such subjects.
Harry Sanford looks the most of
gentleman" thought Mrs. Garraway.
And even Phoebe, in mental com
parison, could not help owning to her
self that Mr.. Sanford seemed the most
at his ease.
"But them" thought Phoebe, @he
hasn't any diplomatic troubles on his
mind. [ wish, though, that dear
Middleton wouldn't eat green peas with
his fork, and that he would take little
more notice of the chair covers, and not
drag them off every time he sits down
L never knew before that he chewed to-
bacco. 1hope that it won't make Grand
aunt Garraway nervousp
But Grand-aunt Garraway smiled her
sweetest, and seemed to notice nothing
amiss.
And Harry Sanford diligently talked
politics, and did his best to a:nuse the
stranger
Nevertheless, when Phoebe went to
bed that night, she was not so happy as
she had expected to be.
For diplomat, Mr.. De Motifs was not
SO remarkably intelligent, after all,
and she was certain that his grammar
was not altogether correct.
She hoped that Harry Sanford had
not observed it.
In the dead of the night, Grand-aunt
Garraway's hand fell softly on Phebe's
Flush" said the old lady. Don't
utter sound. Get up. Come down
stairs with me-"
what is the matter" gasped the
girl
fYour fine lover is breaking into nv
big cherry bureau" said Mrs.
Garraway. He has complete kit of
burglars tools. But don't look so fright
ened my dear. The jewel-case is there
but it is empty. Harry Sanford has the
pins and pendants at the county bank
He's welcome to all he can find. And
Harry and the farm laborer have got
his accomplish safely tied outside; and
they're ready to seize on him the mo-
ment he steps across the threshold.
But come! | want you to see for your
self"
And, standing on the staircase, where
she couli peep through the transom-
light into the back parlor, Phoebe be-
held her Troubadour lover picking
locks and pryIng open drawers in a
most business-like manner
In spite of her resolution she uttered
| tie cry.
Mr.. De Motto looked up and saw
her. The next instant the room was IN
darkness.
But We caught the fellow as neatly
as possible" Mr.. Harry Sanford said,
afterward, with the empty jewel-case
IN his possession and a lot of silver
| spoons IN his breast pocket. He's an
old hand, the Albany authorities say.
Light fingered Lemuel,' they call him :;
and he's safe to get long term in tie
penitentiary."
Alas, poor Phoebe
But how did you know he was "a
thief, Aunt Garraway?' she said
Il didn't know, child" said the old
lady. Il only suspected that everything
wasn't right But don't fret. One
doesn't expect young girl like you to
be Judge of character in the world
Harry Sanford declared he was a rascal
the first moment he set eyes on him"
'You see," said Harry, "he never
looked me straight in the eyes. That is
an unfailing symptom
And Harry Sanford set him so dill
igently to work TO console the disiIlu
slonized maiden that he soon succeeded
IN restoring her temporarily eclipsed
smiles.
So the expedition to Grand-aunt
Garraway's proved a success, after all.
The Middleton De Motto engagement
was broken up, and there is every prob
ability that new one will rise. Phoenix
like, out of the ashes
Where Has 1t All Gone To.
tFrom the Philadelphia Record.1