The Bozeman weekly chronicle. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1883-1889, 1884-09-24

| anu tue laOy uue lOSt uer loSer.
And she weeps and prays. and laughs and
Till her journey OF life is over.
THE MORAL.
Supposing the knight had gone by rail.
Or say that he'd taken schooner,
We shouldn't have had this horrible tale,
And he would have seen her much sooner!
Or eupposing he never had gone at all.
'Twonld have stopped deal of bother.
And you bet your boots, before the "Fal,"
Glasgow Herald.
LUCY'S TRIAL.
1--WE brought nome the young lady's
bonnet, miss, please" said Lucy Jen-
nings.
''Oh. it's the milliner's apprentice.
Is it?'' said the parlor-maid. 'Just
step into the hall, and wait minute.
Miss Madison's own maid will be down
directly. We're having quite state
of things upstairs" she added, bust
ling around to fasten up q woolly,
white poodle which had contrived to
snap the links of his gilded chain.
.Miss Madison has had a diamond
ring stole. And they've sent for de-
tective and Miss Madison's uncle.
And misses has had Mysteries, and the
doctor is there giving her drops; and
| the cook says she won't stay in no
| family where the servants is suspect
/ ed"
/ .Dear, DEAR" said Lucy, opening
her blue eyes as round as two marbles.
| And as the parlor-maid hurried
away, in answer to shrill summons
from above, Lucy looked timidly
around her.
| She was always pleased to be sent to
| Mrs. Madison's house. It was her
ideal of Aladdin's palace-of the beau
tiful mansions wherein dwelt the hero
ines of song and story.
! Adrienne, the French maid. came
hurrying down directly-a tall, bold
looking young woman, with jaunty
| cap perched in the midst of her black
braids and loops of cherry ribbon on
her white muslin apron. She had an
absent expression on her face, and
looked at Lucy as if her mind was pre-
occupied with something else, and she
did not see her.
'.It's Miss Madison's bonnet, miss,
please" explained Lucy with court
esy.
'4Oh, the bonnet; said Adrienne.
''You workpeople are always coming
at the wrong time. Oh, yes, daresay
it is all right! But" with a sudden,
smiling assumption of interest, "you
are wet. It rains and you will take
cold. Take off your shawl, and come
to the fire and dry yourself"
'Oh, no. ma'am-thanks" said
Lucy, reaching out for the shawl,
which Adrienne had officiou:ly re-
moved, and resisting her efforts to lead
her to the fire. ut don't rain; it only
spits little.'
'.But it does rain," sharply spoke
Adrienne. giving the girls faded skirt
q shake as she spoke. ''Don't you see
the drops? Well," with shrill laugh,
If you don't choose to dry yourself,
the fault is your own"
Il was to return as soon as possible,
ma'am," said Lucy, rather embar-
rassed by all this extra attention, Iii
Miss Madison was suited-''
Adrienne caught up the band0ox,
which Lucy had held all this time, and
whirled round on her heel, ran up
stairs into the drawing-room, where
Miss Madison herself stood, surround
ed by group of people.
Miss Madison was tall, blonde
complexioned young lady. with clear,
hazel eyes, a well-rounded chin, and
the air of one who definitely compre-
hended her rights and meant to assert
them. Her mother, an irresolute.
elderly lady, looked feebly from her
daughter to the policeman in plain
clothes, who stood defcrentially before
them. and then back again.
"Well. if the house is to be searched.
it had best be done promptly, sup
pose," said Miss Madison. "Tell
your men to proceed at once, Mr..
JONES'
But, my dear Constance. do con-
sider!' twittered Mrs. Madison.
'.Some of our maids are so very SUI
perior! The idea of ransacking their
trunks as if they were common burg
lars!'
If they are innocent of stealing my
diamond ring. they won't care" said
Constance, indifferently. ''If they are
guilty they deserve all the obloquy
"hANh CNA uO3CCuu uPOA
just here the French maid glided up |
close to her mistress.
pardon, mademoiselle!' she whisp-
ersd. her half-c.osed grey eyes furtively
observing the detective as she spoke,
''but it occurs to me that have new
clue to the mystery. The little
milliner girl is downstairs! she has
Just brought home this bonnet. Per-
haps mademoiselle has forgotten that
she waited in mademoiseilc's dressing
room half an hour last Wednesday. !
Mademoiselle has not seen her ring
since"
Constance knitted her brows.
ITO be sure!" said she. '.But you
don't suppose that she has taken it?'
1.-The matter is easily settled" said
the detective. I'VE can have the
young person up here at once. and
search hcr!''
Lucy came up. much wondering.
She was startled when Adrienne volubly
explained to her the business upon
which she was summoned, but consent
ed at once to the search.
She turned her dress-pocket inside
out. A little, much-worn leather purse
appeared-an Underground railway
ticket to South Kensington-a scrap of
poetry, cut from some newspaper, fell
out-and then a diamond ring, with
one glittering fascet of fire, set in its
plain circlet of gold, flashed suddenly
upon their eyes!
"Ha" said Adrienne, pouncing
upon it. as some raven might pounce
on its prey. ':Mademoiselle can see
for herself! All. wretch! perfidious
thief!'
The poor girl turned as pale as
ashes.
Il think must be dreaming!" said
she. Il never saw the ring before in
all my life!' +
"Come, come" said the detective,
.'that sort of thing won't 60 down.
I'm afraid you're an old hand at the
business, for all you look so young and
innocent"
Of course Lucy was arraigned at the
police-court, but Miss Madison refused
to appear for the prosecution.
So Lucy was discharged with cau-
fion from the MAGISTRATE.