Fisherman & farmer. [volume] (Edenton, N.C.) 1887-19??, 1890-01-31

nOOu luck Il uET son DlllAy VIM i4dd
gone TO California and made little for
tune in Los Angeles in no time. While
at the neighbor's the pattern was hard to
find, and then Matte had to learn just
how to match the notches, and then 1t
was not civil to go without little talk,
and there was a confidence only to be
impaired at the gate, regarding certain
John, who was paying attention TO the
young lady of the house. Time flies so
much faster at such moments than we
can believe. 1t was quite dark when
Kitty flew in at the front door, and Mat
tie bounced in at the back at the same in
slant. Neither of the girls guessed that
the other had been absent. The kettle
was boiling, so Matte made the tea and
set the table and rang the bell, tucking
the patterns behind a platter on the
dresser, and Kitty entered at the signal,
expecting a scolding for keeping tea
waiting, but none came.
The girls took their tea, chatting pleas
antIy over it, and then Matte said:
Suppose we lock up and 60 up to our
room. 1t does feel little spookish down
stairs alone"
ut does" said Kitty. down cellar
first and then everywhere else"
Farley farmhouse was we'll provided
with bolts and bars, and every room had
good locks Of its own. The girls fastened
everything on the lower door, and then
went up to the front room, where their
parents slept, to see to the windows,
though it was probable that their father
had attended to that before he went
away. Kitty went first with q candle,
Matte followed. She had stayed to put
the cat into the wash-house, and now
came up on the full run with that feeling
that some unseen thing is behind you
grabbing for your back hair, which
seems to indicate that all women have a
disposition to believe in the supernatural
for who among US has not tele it.
She had just got to the top step when
she heard Kitty scream violently, and
heard something fall. Asshe rushed in
to the room, she saw that it was in dark
ne8s-Kitty had dropped her candle.
"Kitty!" cried her sister, "what is
the matter?"
"Oh, don't ask mel" walled Kitty.
"Get a match. Oh, oh, OH"
Matte CROPPED about, humping her
and her sisters head, before she found
the matchbox. But it came to hand at
last, and then she struck a light, found
the candle, and lighted it. Kitty sat on
the floor rocking to and fro and moan
ing.
''What is the matter, dear2" pleaded
Matte.
ooh! don't you see2" sobbed the
sister, "don't you see?"
And Matte, staring about her, did see.
The door of the red closet-the treasure
house where the collection for the yellow
fever sufferers had been locked up-was
wide open. Not only was the cash-box
gone, but the bundles of linen, stockings,
gowns, cloaks, and shawls also to be sent
South, had vanished, and pinned to the
door was a large placard bearing these
words, written in blue pencil.
THANK you for making it so easy for us.
We didn't have 81 might Of trouble, and a
whole hour to help ourselves. We had quite
a little LUNCH too out Of the buttery. Good
bye! BURGLARS"
''Kitty,' said Matte, Fdon't you al
most wish we were dead?'
Il do" said Kitty. "Why, it seems
10 me that to face pa tomorrow will be
more than [ can stand"
1T isn't facing him so much, said
Matte; ''though that is hard; but what
an injury Eve done him. He'll have to
face the congregation and tell that story.
He'll have to make it up out of his saw
lngs. Poor pa! Oh, oh, oh! and all
because | went over to the Dusenburv's
for nasty little paper pattern [ could
have done without-all my fault, all
mine"
mo dear" said Kitty. 81 didn't
know you went out before; but I was
away whole hour, over at the post
office. [ met Selina's mother, and she
had lot to say, and they hadn't fixed
the letters, so you see, I left the front
door unguarded. l did it. They came
in at the front door. Oh, dear, dear,
dear, dear! What wicked girl I am"
GLOW wrong of both of US" said
Matte. Now, if I'd just spoken to
''Or 1 to you," said Kitty. Then both
began to cry again. ''If we had anything
to sell, sand Kitty, eff we could save it
any way, if we had jewelry. Oh! I'd go
out to service-Td go into a factory to
earn it. But ma wouldn't let us-oh!"
IF we took poison we wouldn't cost
any more, it would save money!" said
Matte.
''Pshaw! our funerals and the disgrace,
and they'd feel So" sobbed Kitty.
"Old Moses Patch asked NE to marry
him Once T realIv think TIL rO ond foil