The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1892-04-10

no apron on. An says TO myself says
whose chile is you anyway An l SAYS"
But Angelina waited no longer. Turning
away from the colored person she sped on
toward the drug store.
WELL said that person. deeply offended
that her information had not been received
with more regard. well. of all de man
ners 1 ever did see, Some white folks ART
got no raisin'. nohow."
Meantime Mrs. Robinson and Mrs. Smith
were administering peppermint and con-
ISOLATION 10 Mrs. Jones and bathing the back
of her neck with warm water. as the Sudden
shock had given her nervous headache.
Don't be alarmed, my dear" said Mrs.
Smith, soOthingly, hell be found again all
right. You don't think anybody could
have stolen him, Oh. no. dear, you mustn't
think that. Two years ago. when my little
Reggy was missing for nearly half the day.
Thought such dreadful things. You know
one can't help il. oh. that awful case of
little Charley Ross, 1t came into my mind
and drove me 60 distraction What II
somebody has stolen my little Reggy.'I said
over and over again. But you mustn't
think of any thing of that kind, dear. Here,
take this drop of peppermint on sugar. i
know 1t will make you feel better"
Il remember when 1 was girl" Mrs.
o story that had been told TO her by her
grandmother about little girl Who was
stolen by the gypsieS and they never heard
of her for years and years. And one day
some RypSleS came INTO the DelRD DOr0OOu,
and one of them offered TO tell her fortune.
And it was the gypsy queen. And some
way-l have forgotten just how, but that
doesn't make any difference-the mother
daughter. and that she was her mother.
And they fell into each others arms. and
cried for JOY. But tho gypsy queen
wouldn't leave the gypsles. and her mother
couldn't go along with her, because
she wasn't a gypsy. don't you know.
and so they never saw each other again.
But every year OF every six months. Pye
forgotten exactly, perhaps IL was every
live years, the gypsy queen would send her
mother q lovely present. 1t was so TO-
mantle; and remember when mother used
TO tell us children that story how We all
wished that the gypsies would come along
and steal US and make US gypsy queen"
Kind Mrs Smith and Mrs. Robinson were
dong the best they could for the bereaVed
mother. but in spite of all their ministra-
tions she was getting worse. and when Dir.
Jones came she was too far gone in hys-
terics to give any intcliIgible account of
the disappearance of little JOHNNY.
Mr.. Jones had telephOned to the station
house. and had sent for a detective. Mr..
Hawkshaw, on arrival. was put In posses
sion of all the facts. He made careful
survey of the back yard and of the wood
shed. He then made n careful inspection
of the front gate. Upon the latter he
found q number of scratches evidently
made by the toes of n pair of small shoes
LnaL Decn upon TITO Iceb OIL Some one
pho had recently swung upon the gate.
This was important, and Mr.. Hawkshaw
made a careful note of this discovery.
As this survey of the promises was going
on. Mrs. Jones' who had to some extent
recovered. but not sufficiently To do with
out the supporting arm of Dir. Jones. fol-
lowed the detective about from place TO
place. as did Angelina and the cook. while
the neigh Dors looked over the fence their
faces betOkening the greatest sympathy.
1t Was the iirst time a real live detective
had ever been IN the quiet nelghb0rhood.
and it was noon and the boys were all
home from school. they observed the great
man closely 10 see low nearly his methods
compared with those of the famous detect
ives they had read about.
"Have you any-aDy clewV inquired MIR.
Jones after Mr.. Hawkshaw had carefully
taken the Dimensions of the front gate
Mr.. HawksEaw took the anxious father
aside. out OF hearing Of the other members
of the household. His manner was deeply
mysterious. aud affected the cook so that
she broke into wall. All the On-lOoking
boys voted Nr Hawkshaw n number one
detective. and each aud every one resolved
then and there 10 90 into the business him.
self. There was not one of them regretted
the disappearance of Johnny. That cir
cumstanco had given them an experience
they would not otherwise have had.
"rhere are some very strange things
about this case" said Nr. Hawkshaw in n
careful whisper VERY strange. There
are two men now in town that I've had
sRettsd for week. Curly jim and BIocky