Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1885-01-09
A LOST POCKETB00K,

A LOST P0CKETB00A,
Il don't see why Althea needed to
90, pouted Felicia FAkin. as she
crowded the last package into her
trunk, l)cked it, and put the key in the
new red pocket-book she carried inh
hand I'D rather of gone by myself.
Your aunt invited Althea as well
as you, said her mother, reproyingly
And it's better fur her to 60. Iaint
dttin' fur young girl like you to be
a-travelin' alone on the railroad cars.
Now dou't furgit TO give yer Aunt
Joanna them YARDS, Felicia There's
the catnip fur Sary AIMS baby, and
the dill fur sick. headaches. An them
MULLEN leaves is to make tea fur VIII
lam Henry's brownchitis. An there's
sage, an pennyr'yal, an summer sayo-
ry. an spear-mint, all tied up in sepa-
rate lunches Tell Joanna to hey EN-
hung up in the kitchin to dry"
can don't furgit to buy that shaker
flannel. Felicia, an four yards of pink
caliker for my album quilt, said
Grandma Filkin, looking over her
spoctacles. AN the check for Susan's
aprons"
Is. Z shan: :9.!s,. sg.sit ..s...l = J51lng
or git your pockets picked, 'adnis@S. y.
her mother. "And be sure an make
yer aunt, an Sary Jane, an William
Henry come down next summer in
blackberry time.
"No danger of me Citing my pocket
picked, > or losing my money" retorted
Felicia, loftily.
And she climbed up into the front
seat of the wagon, beside Farmer
Filkin, while Althea sat behind on the
trunk, and the wagon rolled away
followed by stout number-six shoe,
dung after them for "good-luck by
Betty Bloomer. who ha come to help
with the housework while the girls
were away.
The cars were crowded, but Althea
found seat beside a stout lady with a
number of parcels in her lap, while a
young man made room for Felicia
next to himself, in the opposite seat,
facing her cousin. He was tall, pale
young man, and wore a linen duster
and Wide-Awake hat.
"What black eyes he has, and what
a nice moustachel' thought Felicia
He's awful good-looking, and must
be rich, too, he has such good clothes.
And when the young man venturea
to make a remark about the dust, and
offered to lower the window-shade for
her, she answered readily enough, and
soon they were engaged in quite con-
YeIsation.
Felicia informed her new acqualn-
tance that she was on a visit to her
aunt in St. Louis; that she lived at
South Meadow, and that the young
lady with her was "only her cousin
while the stranger confided to her that
ne had been travelling for couple Of
months for his health, and was on his
way to his home in st. Louis.
On reaching Union Depot, he polite
Y assisted the girls off the tram,
showed them into the ladies room, ana
offered to call hack. Felicia declined
lhe offer, however, saying that heI
amt was TO meet them, and, With I
polite bow, the stranger withdrew
Wasn't he handsome and polite
whispered Felicia. Il wish we woula Z
see him again, and Oh, where's m
pocket book? Althea, its gone"
''Gone?'' echoed Althea, bIankly
Eyes. He's took it, He's picked ~
pocket 1t was right next to him VII =
re got off the train,9 cried Felicia, de
spairingly.
"Oh, Felicia, he didn't look like
pickpocket! NJ aybe you dropped Y
suggested her cousin.
Il didn't drop it; it was in ~
pocket" retorted Felicia. tartly. Al
he's got it-Iknow he has! Pickpocke'
always do have black eyes and wsa
good clothes. And, oh. whatl "
doY
Althea had no suggestions to mas
and the two girls sat in dropping 2
Ience till their aunt appeared.
"Oh, aunt, I've had my pocKs
pickedr' sobbod Felicia. "A nast
mean young man, that helped US 4
he cars, stole my pocket-book, with \
| nv Dorey in itp'