Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1889-02-18

all to go to bed, but Peggy declared
she would not leave him alone with
that "deceavin' ceatur',' who would
beguile him into letting him go before
morning; and, taking her knitting
work, took a seat close by the pris-
oner.
| was so worn out by the excite
ment of the day and night, that | was
glad to lie down for the few hours
that remained of that night.
Early in the morning, before break
fast, Mr.. Stone, the sheriff, came to
the house to see your grandpa. He
told him that a man had arrived in
the village the night before, in search
of a person who had broken into
jewelers. store, and stolen a large
amount of goods, that he had been
traced to that town, that it was no
doubt the man that had stolen his
money and goods, and they wanted
him to come to the tavern where they
were going to consult together, about
the course it was best to pursue to
find the man, who was probably hid
ing somewhere, waiting for chance
to get away to Canada.
Much to Mr.. Stones surprise, your
grandpa told him that the man they
wanted was probably in the kitchen.
He then told him of the capture of
Silas Green by Peggy, and of the
two new watches he found in his
pocket.
''He is the man we want, just keep
him safe till l return, said Mr. Stone.
1t was only short time before
he returned with horse and sleigh,
and Silas Green was securely hand
cuffed and taken away. When he
had his trial he was sent to state
prison, but his sentence was much
lighter in consideration of his confess
sion, by which that property was all
recovered"
"What an exciting adventure,
grandma it is just like a story in a
book. But didn't Peggy feel little
bit sorry for Silas when she knew he
must go to PRISON.
s6Shn To ATohol hut
said she thought it was a 'providen-
tial leading that sent the miserable
creatur' there to steal her pies
why, there is your grandpa coming.
| had no idea it was supper time. L
must go and see what Hannah is
about
''Well, girls, what have you been
doing this stormy afternoon" said
Grandpa ROLAND, handsome old
gentleman, with snow-white hair and
beard, as he took chair by the fire.
"Oh, we have not minded the storm,
grandpa. We have been knitting on
our toques, and grandma has been tell
ing us about Silas Green" replied
Mabel.
cha, ha, ha. has she? Well,
grandma and Peggy were in luck
when they caught that rascal. But
if there ever was a time in my life
when I-well-when / wanted to eX-
press myself very .forcibly, it was
when we had run our horses over
those Jefferson hills, to the foot of
Cherry Mountain, to overtake the
supposed thief, and find it was only
a man with load of butter, cheese
and lard, on his way to Portland, and
the awful drive back through the
drifted snow. Mr.. Stone was in ia
vor of remaining over night at jeff
erson Hill, but | was determined to
get back if possible, and it was we'll
| did persevere in coming, for | doubt
if Peggy could have kept her prison
er."
"Supper is ready, and here is a
note for you, Miss Anna
ga note for me, Hannah ?"
eyes Mr.. Grey's man just fetch
ed it,
ooh, Mabel! Lizzie Grey writes,
that it is so snowy there won't be
any tobogganing this evening, and
wants us to come over there to a
candy pull
eve can't get there in the snow
can we, grandpa
''Oh, yes, if you would like to go
John can hitch old Tom into the sleigh
and carry you over
ooh, thank you, grandpa, we never
went to a candy pull, but | know it
can't be as much fun as toboggan-
ming