Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1885-03-20

Have you brought me my money FOR
the raisinsi" he asked, gravely.
"There wasn't any in my bankl" said
the frightened boy.
"And he just swung them little legs
Of his like castanets," chucklsd Mr..
Green, telling the incident 10 Joe.
Poor Ned missed every one Of his les
sons that forenoon, and went from the
head to the foot OF his class. He return
ed sorrowfully at noon, looking sharply
ahead to see II anybody stood in Mr..
Green's door. The coast seemed clear,
and he was rushing by, As Mr.. Green
told Joe, "like q chicken To dough
paD," when that fstsl person called to
him:
"Ned Utley Ned Utleyl You haven't
paid me for those raisins"
There was really little need for Mr..
Green TO trouble himself 90 much; for
two voices were ringing necessarily in
Ned's ear, one crying:
"Stealer and tell-s-lie-er"
The other:
You owe Mr.. Green about billion
cents for phose raisins!"
He pondered deeply every night be-
fore he fell asleep, upon the ways and
means by which a boy Of eight could
caro- money.
He surprised his mother when she
passed his loor, by calling out:
"Mamma, did you ever hear OF a boy
who earned billion cents BY picking
up old iron?" And made his father
smile behind his newspaper, by asking
xrayely at breakfast:
Papa, how long would it take me to
get drillion cents II | went without
salt oE my poIstsrs?"
He grew into deep disgrace at school
by being always lase. Green's grocery
store haG become such a terror to him
that he took roundabout ways to avoid
passing IL. He no longer enjoyed the
old pleasure Of looking into those mar
velous windows, and the very thought
of raisins made his heart 60 pit-a-pst, as
If a small trip-hsmmer worked under
his little jacket.
Unfortunately, that trip hammer
worked pretty often; for, somehow or
other, he was always running upon Mr..
Green In all sorts OF unexpected places.
Once he ran against him at the very
school house; once or twice he met him
on the most out-of-the-way TO him)
road he could lake to school; once that
terrible person accosted him as ne was
swinging on his own fathers gate. And
never did that awful Mr.. Green see him
that, with continually increasing sever
ity, ne did not say;
"Ned Utley, you owe me for my raj
sins"
"Anyhor, 1 can have little peace
on Sundays!" poor Ned comforted him
self.
That very day, walking TO church be-
tween his father and mother, Ned was
appalled, by the sight Of Mr.. Green,
looking tremendous swell In his best
clothes, and walking toward the Meth
odist church, while Ned was headed for
the Baptist. They met, and for 3 mo-
ment his tyrant held poor Ned with
glittering eye before be said:
"Mr. Utley, may I speak word to
your son in private"
"Not to-day, II you please, Mr..
Green" answered Ned's papa. 81
think we will leave him in the posses
sion OF q tranquil mind for to-day At
least"
Ned did not understand these big
words, and wondered why everybody
smiled.
His mind was not tranquil, however,
unless the word meant unhappy ~ for
all through sermon time, ~ well as In
Sunday-school he kept thinking, IL am
not safe even on Sundays" while =
voice kept crying: ''stssl<r ~ well ss
tell-a lie-er."
The next morning was the frst day
Of the summer vacation. Mr.. Greeu
had scarcely entered his store when he
Jaw Ned Utley leaning against . sugar
barrel.
"Mr. Green" said the child, timidly,
and yet with determination, IL bought
phosr rai-ins 'thout my mother know
ing anything about 'em. Will you LEI
ne work for you all this varztion, and
all the vacations I'm goin' TO have till
I'm big man, aud pay for the raisins'
Tonight, after 90 home from work,
I'll tell papa and mamma bow L lied and
stealed; but want 10 begin worL nrst.
C"He looked about knee-high TO q
grssshopper, chuckled Mr.. Green. al
Ter ward; "but he felt as fierce as q rao
biti")
"strip up your sleeves. then, 10,
mani"
So NeddIs barred bis white arm.