Telegram-herald., 1889-05-28

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perhaps il belongs - oas 81 tie .otg-
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BeQl&h-
We hayeat got TIE truekInsn's 40
dress SAD !
No. u os sure sighed Bralzh
y nouaer What : IL Il, anyw&ss" sac L
DO you kuon. BeeiAhl almost thins thss
me CT that bGnch q rastv KEYS sc found IA
ne bSseaeut pzstry voula ft H.
We ouxeta - lbiLz II such thlng."
said beu-ah, severely
WHY n0tF s2ld / Suppose the con-
tents are psrishs0.ef
IT would De equal - highway robbery"
reconstructed BeuL@h.
NO, II wou-dn't,7 said i. and ths old
thing i 50 cre4dflly III ones way. II We
csuid cnly get il up into The store-room be-
fore the new loo gers come"
Lets Try said beGlah.
~ between us we holsted the trunk up
two ights Of stairs ana put il away il the
angle Of a chimney.
It's awfuny heavy" said BeulAh, "and
there's something rzttles inside OF il :"
.I've heard Of dead bodies being cut up
aad packed IN trunks sometimes" " said l. Ia
= whisper.
Lefty, don't talk nonsense" said Beulsh
with d shudder.
We had had the trunk about a week in
our possession when / went back 10 the
old house that we had left 10 get little
bed key which had somehow been over
looked on the top shelf Of a C rner cup
board.
Mrs. Dawson, the old lady who had moved
in, was discOnsolats.
"Tve lost my boarder," said she, ''al-
ready"
Dear me !" said /, ''thst's pity"
"As nice a young doctor as ever you set
eyes on" said she, las wanted the front
room for an office and the back parlor for a
bedroom"
That would have been very nice, said l.
"And all because he couldn't find his
bones," said Mrs. Dawson.
..Cculdn't find his bonesp echoed
Surgical things and anatomies, you
know" explained Mrs Dawson. He
good as intimated as I'd stole 'em. Now.
what sort OF use could make of a lot OF
bones all wired together. Is II likely I'd
steal 'emi"
Mrs Dawson was so solemn and plant
i've and the idea was so supremely ridicu-
lous that went of into spasmodic fit Of
giggling.
could not help il, standing there on a
chair, with half my head and shoulders in
the closet. l hope she didn't hear me
However, found my bed-key and de
parted, and when / got home l told the
story OF the young doctor and the bones to
Beulah and even grave Beulah laughed.
'But I'm sorry that the poor old lady has
lost her boarder," said Beulah, gently.
$50 am | l' 1 cried, overwhelmed by
-udden remorse: Z" and j wouldn't have
laughed if could have helped it, Beulah-
But I couldn't help itl''
Half en- hour afterward heard Beulsh
calling me. But l did not answer, for the
very good reason that az that especial
moment was a martyr 10 curiosity.
To speak truth, l was on my knees before
the mysterious trunk, trying TO 1T one OF
the equally mysterious bunch Of keys TO it,
ard had just reached that most aggravat-
ing stage when key had been got in and
absolutely declined either TO turn the lock
or to come out again.
SO kept very quiet and presently my
sister got tired Of calling and could hear
her go ont and close the door behind her.
How worked at that stupendously OBJ
stinate keyl how got feather and lubri-
Gated it with machine oil how pushed and
pulled and turned and twisted and resolved
oryor nd 20
with what was no business of mine-until,
oil of a sudden, without the slightest notice,
the key gave a little spasInodic quiver in
the lock and tho lid flew up
Over fell, with shrek like those Of
Bluebeard's wife.
At the same moment tho door behind me
opened and in walked my sister Beulah, old
Mrs. Dawson, and a tall, fne-looking young
man, with n silky brown mustache and
dark eyes, that, in the one glance j got OF
them, seemed full OF suppressed laughter.
"Gracious me, Lefty what's the mattcrl"
cried Beulah. "And how came that trunk
openl"
.'This is the very trunk" said the tall
young man. ''Initialed 'C'-for Carson,
you know"
'And hope no one'u never accuse me of
stealing human bones no more" said Mrs.
Dawson, unfolding n prodigious white pock-
et-handkerchief, as If prepared 10 burstinto
tears on the shortest notice.
'It's-iC's full of-bonesv ~ I ga:ped.
"Certainly," asseatcd the young man.
at would be decidedly awkward 10 carry
my Office skeleton through the streets on
the top OF . load of furniture, SO Gisarticu-
lated it and PACKED IL into this truEk. But
how it came to be delivered here l can not
Of the trucEDen."
Then began to gigrle anew.
"What would Mrs. Dorchester have said,
Beulah,'' | whispered, ''if she had known
that there was skeleton over her head for
all this weeki Or old Mrs. Dussaudel"
The young doctor exchanged amused
glances with me; be laughed low. But
Mrs Dawson stared steadily into her rock
et-handkerchief and Beulah looked as grave
es tombstone. | knew I was behaving
very badly. but what could ] do,
I'm sorry opened the trunk" said J.
"but was so crcsdfuliy, awfully curious
to know what was in it."
"Believe me. Miss Barry" said the young
doctor, Il shall not prosecute you"
at was very wrong Of Lettie, said solemn
Beulsh.
I'm always dong something wrong, said
1 disconsolately.
but II was so very thoughtful Of you"
said the doctor 20 Beulsh, 80 remember
that tais trunk might possibly belong 70
me. Ii sets al the little complications At
rest ~ once"
And you won't give up Mrs Dawson's
rooms nOvFf" said BeBlsh-kind Beulah,
WHO was always thinkingo Of other people
"Wost assuTedly not. - SAID DR.. Carson
But after they had gone away | went up
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