Crawford avalanche. (Grayling, Mich.) 1879-19??, 1885-02-26

And yet was it not very natural for
Peggy, in passing the slightly open
door, to peep in, and, having done so,
pause to admire the dazzling brilliance
which must have caught her eve?
She refrained from relating the in
cident to Henry, for fear of reminding
the slumbering suspicion.
Days flew into weeks and weeks into
months, bringing no clew to the miss
ing diamonds; but, strange to relate,
many small articles of lesser value we're
found missing, and all remained en-
veloped in a mystery unfathomable.
One evening, after dusk, as Henry
Caruthers was returning from his Office,
he saw the rays of bright light
streaming from the one little window
in the unfinished and unoccupied
attic chamber, just over the kitchen.
Somewhat puzzled, he assembled the
steps leading from the street to the
front door, and was in the act of cross
Ing the hall to. sesk paa.swbep~ hisuaf-
case by the closing of door near the
attic, and soon after Peggy descended
the back staircase, and hurriedly passed
through the rear door, bearing a huge
bundle with her.
HAS Rose discharged her ?" he asked
himself.
But upon questioning Rose no infor-
nation was gained, as she knew abso-
'lutely nothing about it.
Peggy has been IN the dining-room
for q half hour certain" she told him.
"And / have just come from there
Henry, instructing her little in the art
of economy. She must have flown, to
have been in the attic when you came.
Run, Rose, and ascertain If she is in
the house now" he said, impatiently.
She did go, returning in second,
her countenance as puzzled now as his
had been moment before.
"She says that she has not been from
the dining-room since left her." Rose
said, in an awed tone.
As before, the only word that Henry
Caruthers could utter was: Strange,
STANCE, strangel" And the mystery
deepened.
Upon leaving his Office one noon to
go to dinner, he was startled at behold
ing figure crossing the bridge and
coming toward him, strangely familiar.
"How are You Peggy? Are you leav-
ing for good?" he asked, as he noted
the good-sized bundle in her hand, in
closed in large yellow bandana.
But she hurridly drew her veil down
over her face, and passed him without
vouchsa6ng HIM even nod of recog-
milton.
"By Georgel gone off in huff" ne
calculated, gazing back at the now dis
tant Peggy. IL wonder what she has
been doing now, to arouse my lady's
displeasure?" he mentally added.
But, what did it melnP Surely that
was Peggy crossing the hall from the
kitchen to the dining room.
Il shall investigate this matter ere
the setting of to-morrows sum-" he de-
termined, as he silently entered and
took a seat at the table.
In consequence, toward evening OF
the same day, Henry Caruthers was
privately closeted with proficient
detective, to whom he explained as ex.
plicitly as possible the facts in the
case.
The next day, rs Rose was engaged
with some fine needle work in the little
sitting room, she was certain that she
heard some one sobbing, and other
sounds of distress from an adjoining
| bedroom. She hastily opened the
door communicating, and saw Peggy
in great distress, sitting upon the side
of the bed, which she bad began TO make
up,