The Helena independent. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1891-12-11
names would be so unusual that Ben
it very unlikely that anyone could

names would be 80 unusual that Ben
thought it very unlikely that anyone could
have them.
There were not many people coming in to
buy BOOKS or papers in the afternoon. so
Ben had plenty of time to devote to his
problem-his latest one-"Who is Aus?,
If the letters were "Ans" the answer
might be clearer. Ben thought; and, even if
he should be able to guess the first name,
he would be just as far off as ever from the
last.
II wish I had never seen that old wallet.'
he muttered, disconsolately. Now Ill
have to advertise, I suppose, and that will
be so cents more thrown away, at the very
least.
Just then Dixie Turner came in. He was
employed at Mulcahey's grocery store as
general utility boy.
Dilke's freckled face wore a comical look
of manly Independence as he filliped a 50
cent piece toward Ben, and said:
"Arnold's Rhetorical Exercises If you
pleased"
Then he forgot his pompousness in his
boyish enthusiasm and desire to impart
news.
"I'm going to begin at Mr.. Judson's
school this evening. Aren't you going, too,
old ~felIow?"
Moo" replied Ben, "I'm afraid not"
A little arrow of envy quivered in his
breast, for he knew that Dixie Turner
couldn't even recite the rule of three.
well, Pm Sorry" said Dixie sympa-
thetically. II know you'd like it, for they
say he's a great one in your line" (Ben
enjoyed a local reputation as a mathemati-
oian.) "Here's one of his cards, anyway.
He wanted 1 should distributed them
among the ambitious young chaps Of the
town, and / know you're one of them. But
l must be going. So long!'
$50 long" said Ben, mechanically, and
then he glanced at the card:
"AUsr1N M. JUDsoN,
Evening School.
"a Lincoln street."
Ben gasped, he was so astonished.
Here was q solution to his problem; and
he had not even thought of "Austin!'
The card was exactly of the same color
as the one in the wallet, and their size
must have been the same before one was
torn.
MIR. Austin Judson, or Prof. Judson, as
he was called in the village, was drumming
a tritle d~iscontentedly on the window pane
of "a Lincoln street at about six O'Clock
that evening.
The young chaps of the town did NOS
seem to be 30 eager to learn as be was to
teach them, and 10 must make $500 more
before the winter or goodbye to laW-at
least for some time to come.
lAe clock struck six As if time hung
heavy on it's hands and it wna in no hurry
~ tlAo " ACKNOWLEDGEMENT
bat TIE door bell rang at the same moment,
in such a decided and ~peremptory way that
Austin fastened to open the door himself.
M Judson," said Ben, for it was he,
Eve brought you your pocketbook."
"My-what?' asked Austin. looking be-
wildered.
"And here it is" said Ben, holding it
out.
BLESS me, SO it isn!' cried Austin. why,
l didn't even know J. had lost it. May I ask
where you found it, Mr.-Master-er-"
"Roberts," said Ben. 81 found it at the
foot of Lincoln street, and ! shouldn't have
received this card from Dixie Turner this
afternoon. This wallet is yours, isn't it,
eir?"
MIR. Judson seemed to be in such a fog
about the matter that Ben began to think
he must have made a blunder.
"Oh, yes. it's NINE" answered Austin,
smiling Il little at Ben's alarm. 81 know
without opening it that there are eleven
Slo bills III it. 1t WAS very warm last night.
| took my coat off Ginning home and hung
1t over mY arm. ramember now I had the
wallet containing the money in the inside
breast pocket.
"And this was in it too,'' said Ben, pro-
droing the torn card.
Austin took it and glanced at it.
Five times two" he read. SIS that a
memorandum of yours. Master Roberts?
Perhaps you would like to keep the card?"
Ben flushed crimson.
No, sir-thnt is. it's a-a--"
Ihen he stopped, wishing the door were
not Ga!te 30 far away.
Austin looked at him seriously and en-
~couraginRlv.
well, I'll tell you all about it, sir!" cried