The Dickinson press., 1891-10-31

"'Is that one Of your farm-hands?"
I asked as the young man retired.
"'Yes." replied my friend. He
hasn't had much experience, but he
has great adaptability and is very
willing. He is OF great use to me, but
| do not assign much OF the hard work
to him, as he doesn't seem very
strong.
"'How long has he been with your
l asked.
""Three MONTHS was the reply.
"What is his name?"
Cherry Gray. By the by, he's q
panionable.' A minute later l an
nounced my vocation and my GRAND.
Only friend did not reply at once,
his establishment was so great.
"'You q detective and he q thief"
he gasped.
81 simply nodded.
"'Surely there is some mistake here,'
Dick Clayton said in distress, slowly
recovering from the shock.
"No;' l declared, withpositiveness.
'T've tracked him every mile OF the
way. Here is his photograph
"Dick Clayton looked at it stead
lastly for q few moments.
"'You may be right he said, but,
do you know, this thing has sort of
knocked me endwise? Berry, he call
ed, for the young fellow wasjust cross
ing the yard with q sickle in his hand.
He walked briskly forward.
"'This gentleman is q detective
Dick Clayton said, 'and he is here to
arrest you for defrauding u st. Louis
| firm
"The young fellow betrayed no
emotion. His brown eyes merely
took on q darker shade. The look in
them as they met mine disturbed me
a trifte, and I afterward learned why.
"tI am not the party he said, in O.
soft, musical voice. 1T is q mistake
"tIsn't your name Berry Gray?' I
asked.
"tYes,' he replied.
"'And isn't this your photograph
was my next question.
"He took the picture with q start
of surprise. He eyed it critically, O
quizzical expression lowering about
his lips.
1T is not a photograph OF me- he
said.
ooh, it isn't, eh?" 1 i%ncredulously
replied. well, you are in u fix, and
you will have to get out OF it as best
you can. 1 will have to take you be-
fore q magistrate.'
"He became nervous, and cast al
appealing glance at his employer, who
said.
Ppm sorry for you Berry, and
sympathize with you and all that,
but I can't Interfere
"Young Gray interlocked the fingers
of his shapely hands and seemed lost
in deep thought for q little while.
"'You'll allow me to get ready, I
suppose he said, the brown eyes seek
ing mine in an annoyed yet fearless
way.
"Oh. OF course I replied.
"He hung the sickle on a nail, enter
ed the house, and went up stairs to
his room.
"Dick Clayton and I sat on the
porch and talked for half m hour.
"'Young Gray didn't promise to
come back Dick remarked.
"'He UNDERSTOOD l replied.
""There's a rise in the ground in
the rear of the house, and it's an easy
jump from his window. You'll find
him gone.'
"'Tf so, he'll not go far I rejoined.
"tYour confidence in him seems to
be as great as mine was,' Dick said,
with a grin.
cat the end of ten minutes l rose
and said:
"'I'll see if the fellow has really
skipped
ellis room is directly opposite the
landing specified Dick.
9" ran upstairs and opened the
door and / saw a pretty girl standing
there. l got red in the face and STAN
mered out, excuse me, please for
supposed that | had entered the
wrong room.
"1Oh, come in,' she said, with a lit
tie laugh, 'and shut the door
please
II obeyed, and the big brown eyes
full OF mischief, again met mine.
, III sat down, half dazed, the trans
formation was so great. Diamond
! earrings spanked in her ears; he
!; dress fitted her to perfection; her at
tltude was II Oh gracefulneSS; ther
) was a red glow in the brown cheeks
and her lips were t%antalizing in thei
. ripe fulness. l was impressed that
: had met her somewhere--but that,
} thought, was owing to the photograpl
3 and my having seen her in male at
{ tire.
!, "You will perceive that you hav
l made a mistake she quietly said.
! "'This isn't settled yet, l replied
e not knowing just what to say.
> "You have not been playing detee
I tive long. l infer she said, with a tar
. t~alizing little laugh. You should hav
u noticed that my ears were pierced 10
rings. Come, now; acknowledge tina
: you were way off, Mr.
"'she pronounced my name i'll full
: and it was like exploding a bomb a
< my feet.