Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1889-07-04

either end, in black paint.
Gracious me = said Beulah. Whats
this?'
Perhaps il belongs to ono Of the
lodgers,' said I.
They don't any Of 'em begin with
o. reasoned Beulsh. i mean, their
names don't
Its a mistake then, said I. Some
one will be sending for it directly
But day after day overlapred one
another. and no one sent for the trunk.
The truckman ought to know said
Beulah.
we haven't got the truckman's ad-
dress, said l.
No, to be sure, sighed Beulah.
4 wonder what is in it, anyway,
said l. DO you know. Beulah? al.
most think that one Of that bunch Of
rusty keys we found in the basement
pantry would fit It,
We oughtn't to think ofsuch thing,
said Beulah, severely.
Why not p said I. Suppose the
contents are peri.hable!'
1t would be equal to highway rob-
berry, demonstrated Bculah.
No it wouldn't, said +. AND the
old thing is so dreadfully in ones way!
If we could only get it up into the
store-room before the new lod gers
come.
Lets try said Beulah.
So between us we hosted the trunk
up two flights of stairs and put it away
in the angle of chimney.
It's awfully heavy said Beulah,
'and there is something rattles inside Of
It,
I've heard of dead bodies being cut
up and packed in trunks sometimes,
said in whisper.
Lefty, don't talk nonsense. said
Beulah, with shudder.
We had had the trunk about week
in our possession. when went back to
the old house that We had left to get q
little bed.key which had somehow been
Overlooked, on tn, top shelf Of corner
cupboard.
Mrs. Dawson, the old lady who had
moyed in, was dlsconsolate.
I've lost my boarder already said
she.
Dear mev said I, that's q pityv
AS nice a young doctor as ever you
set eyes on said she, 'as wanted the
front room for an Office and the back
parlor for bed room. Was to pay
weekly in advance. with extra for at
tendance on the bell. and meals sent in
from a restaurant.
That would have been very nice.
said I.
And all because he couldn't find his
bones ? said Mrs. Dawson.
Couldn't find his bones ? echoed I.
Surgical things and anatoruics. you
know explained Mrs. Dawson, He as
good as intimated as Id stole 'em. Now
what sort of use could l make Of lot
of bones all wired together? 1t is like
ly Id steal emp
Mrs. Dawson was 90 solemn and plain
tive, and the idea was so supremely
ridiculous that went off into spas
medic fit of giggling.
could not help it, standing there on
a chair, with half my head and should.
ers in the closet. l hope she didn't
hear me
However. I found my bed key and
departed, and when got home l told
the stoly of the young doctor and the
bones to Beulah, and even grave Beu.
lah laughed.
But I'm sorry that the poor old lady
has lost her boarder, said Beulah, gent.
ly.
SO am ~ l cried, overwhelmed by a
sudden remorse and l wouldn't have
laughed if l could have helped, Beulah
But couldn't help it
Half an hour afterward heard Beu.
lah calling me. But I did not answer,
for the very good reason that at that
especial moment | was a martyr to Gu.
riosity.
To speak truth. was on my knees
before the mysterious trunk. trying to
fit one Of the equally mysterious bunch
Of keys to it, and l had just reached
that most aggravatlngstage when key
had been got in, and had absolutely de-
clined either to turn the lock or to come
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