Sullivan republican. [volume] (Laporte, Pa.) 1883-1896, 1889-08-30
LAPORTE PA, FRIDAY, AUGUST 80, 1882

night. On the fourth clay, you remem-
Der, you received letter from Ellen, and
as man was waiting 10 see you in the
store, you handed me Your keys and said /:
Mother, please put her letter away for
me- took the keys, hut being myself
very busy at that momert, did not put
the letter in the desk just then; but that
night, after you retired, L unlocked the
little escritoire, and there in your own
most private drawer lay Hugh's watch
and money! And he was standing near
and saw it, too. George, dear, don't
say word, not word just yet; hear it
all, my boy, before you open your lips.
was stunned for moment, then fell on
my knees at Hugh's feet. Isaid: Have
mercy. Oh! please have mercy on my
poor boy, and he, looking so shocked
and sad, said: For your faithful sake,
dear madam, no one shall ever know this
but you and L.
"You know what followed, Georgie-
how went about heartAbroken, and all
day long, and all the long nights, the
horrible thought kept Dining in my
head: Your boy is a thief! Your boy is
theft and yet loved you George, all
through, my boy-all Through.
"Well, yesterday you had great deal
to do and were very tired in the evening.
After dinner told you to lie down and
rest. In two minutes you were fast asleep.
| sat reading and occasionally looking at
you, thinking how profoundly you slept.
After while, still with your eyes fast
closed and evidentlyfast asleep, you got
up and started out of the door. | fol-
lowed. You went to your bedroom, un-
locked your escritoire, took out your
money, went down to the next floor and,
without stopping, on down into the
cellar. You know I keep few stores
there, and had yesterday with your help
put in barrel of new apples You
went to this, lifted the top, and most
carefully took out about dozen, then,
just as carefully, put your roll of money
into the barrel and covered it again with
the apples. Then, very slowly, you
turned around, walked up the steps and
sitting room, lay down ON the sofa and
resumed your nap as quietly as if nothing
had happened. Well, l ran back, locked
the cellar door and took seat by your
side and cried my heart out for very JOY,
like the silly goose that l am.
''It was all explained now. You did
steal Hugh's watch and money, George,
but you did it as unconsciously as if you
had been dead when it was done. Oh!
this has been certainly the happiest morn
ing of my life" and she began anew to
weep and laugh over me in the tenderest
and most absurd fashion.
"But, mother" 1 said, ''seeing is be-
Geving. Let's go and find the money"
We went. 1t was all there-just
little soiled from cellar dust and apple
juice.
Well, mother wrote long letter to
Hugh, and he came and ate his Christ
mas dinner with us, and was almost as
glad and happy as mother was, but when
we went upstairs to bed he laughed and
said:
"Shut your eyes, old fellow, until I
hide my watch" and since then we have
no end of jokes about my sleep-walking.
My pretty young wife looks up with
pair of anxious blue eyes.
"But, Georgie," she says, ''this is
dreadful You are liable to walk any
night and get into all sorts of trouble"
"No, indeed" I say, II will never
walk in my sleep again"
"But how will you help it, Georgie2"
"Why, haven't just engaged a pair
of white arms to hold me tight?"
She got up, drew back the curtain,
and remarked in a casual manner that
''it was raining very hard, indeed. -
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