News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1890-05-08

asked Tor curl OF ner na1P L might
have received it. l was told afterward
that it owed it's golden hue to lotion
Of some sort called Aurora" but that
l doubt Slander pursues the beauti-
full and innocent. They would have
said that her beautiful blue eyes were
glass, if it had been a believable
falsehood
She would have given me a curl, l
think, but certainly not glove. Like
most lovely creatures of her sort, she
knew the value of her portable prop
erty; her gloves never cost less than
two dollars and fifty cents pair, and
she was careful of them. To obtain
one knew that l must steal it.
The opportunity soon came. The
day before my departure from Mrs.
Gobble's, as l went down to lunch, l
saw that the door of the PEBBLES apart
ments stood open and that no one was
in the room. The husband and wife
had been out together, and on a table
within three feet of the door lay tiny
pair of gloves Of pale lavender tint.
With my heart beating wildly and
my knees trembling with terror, /
ventured across the sill, caught up the
glove that lay nearest me, crammed it
into my bosom, and, pulling the door
shut, glided down stairs. I am sure
that l felt much more guilty than
ever did professional burglar after a
bank robbery, but l was willing to
suffer for the sake of this precious pos
session, and went away wearing it
next my heart in the most approved
fashion.
That night, in my little hotel bed
room, l took it out and looked at it.
Fashions change. Twenty years ago
ladies wore three buttoned gloves
This glove had three buttons, and af-
ter it had been taken off it had been
buttoned again. Lefty had way of
doing that, / remembered. I vowed
that so they should remain forever
No other love should be mine, and
when I departed this life at an early
age and of broken heart, my last
words to those around me would be,
s'Bury it with me- and, kissing it,
would expire. ( kissed it twenty
times 1t was SO like her. The shape
so slender, the line so delicate, the
perfume violet, SO appropriate; there
was a certain romance about a "per-
fumed glove" in itself
l was very faithful to my treasure
and entirely in earnest. How cruel l
should have thought any one who
laughed at me then as | laugh at my
self now,
A week after l had settled in Phila-
delphia-which was my place of des-
tination I received a letter from
Boggs, one of the young men in the
dry goods store. 1t was quite long
one, written on Sunday morning, with
the predatory remark, Il suppose l
ought to be in church, but my new
suit is not done, and catch me going
without itl'' and went on to give me
the gossip of the boarding house.
''The PEBBLES are here yet, said he.
There was a nice row after you left
that same evening He'd lost two
800 bank notes. Left 'em in his room
ut lunch time and they were gone
when he came back. The girls were
both waiting on table and the cook in
the kitchen. Old Mrs. Smith was the
only one who did not come down, and
she was in bed, but she says she heard
a man stop at the door, go in, come
out shut it after him and run down
stairs after the bell had done ringing.
PEBBLES was very polite about it, and
kept saying; A mistake of my own,
am quite sure, like a parrot. She
made the row-wanted to have US all
arrested. They are going away next
week. Good riddance, say |, as far as
P. goes, or his wife, after that exhibi-
ton. Some one went and told the
governor and mamma and there
was row; but they're forgiven, and
are to be sent TO Europe for long
wedding journey. She is delighted.
Oh, they didn't find the money or even
guess who stole it. We fancy she sus-
poets us all Mrs Gobble swept the
rooms herself in hopes of finding the
bills. Queer, wasn't it9'
When | read this | felt quite sick
for m,,ment, for the money had
disappeared at the very hour on
which l had sneaked into the room
to steal my treasured glove. Il
/ had been seen I should have been
s1spected. Circumstantial evidence
was all against me. 1t made me shud
der to think Of it. However, it could
not be helped now. And so my angel
had obtained that for which she sole
herself to little PEBBLES. She was rich
she was going to Europe. Would she
ever remember me2 l felt as though
she must while 1 nightly kissed hel
glove and apostrophized it so ardently
every morning. kept it up ! assure
you. was beginning to get on in
year or so, but my glove was just a
ardently worshiped as ever.
1t was eight years from the da.
when l stole it that l one day sat my
self down in a railroad car next to ;
gentleman and opposite a lady who
in moment or SO, grew familiar t.
me. l looked at him, ! looked at her
and she held out her hand.
Il don't believe you know me-, sh
said, archly and tenderly.
Mrs Peebles," said I, taking he
hand.
Then | discovered that the gentle
man next to me was Mr. PEBBLES. H
was very polite, but | did not find hin
any more agreeable than of yore. H
bore still greater likeness to a sic
monkey than in his early youth, ant
she was stout and so absurdly infantil
as to resemble giant baby, Sh
seemed very happy; he looked biliou
and discontented.
"Oh, those old times!" said she.
eyes" said l. 'Well, we live
through Mrs. Gobble's meals. And
by the way, 1 heard that you lost
sum of money after l left. Did yo'
ever find it2"