St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1893-10-19

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that's the question, where are the
jewels? How you men are dazzled
by pair of bright eyes!'
Mr.. Goode had given his sister a
long account of the legal tangle,
complicating it still further by learn
ed technicalities and a ceaseless
repetition Of my client" 1.-THE de-
PENDANT" and the complainant" to
all of which she had given but half
attention, and at the end of the
meal she rose hurriedly.
"I'll 60 out for little said she,
II want to see dear friend of mine,
who must think I'm neglecting her
shockingly."
And in the soft July sunset, she
went to the house in Trevor street
and timidly pressing the electric
button, inquired for Miss Kasson.
The tall butler froze her with a
glance.
"Ain't been here for long time"
said he, and shut the door uncere-
moniously in her face.
And she returned home in great
amazement.
In her absence Mr.. Robert Goode
had been turning the place upside
down." as little Sarah expressed it,
in search Of bag to carry his
papers in.
"The lock of mine is out OF order"
said he, land can't get it back
until Wednesday. Any one of your
bags will do. Nonsense Do you
think l want family trunk" as
Sarah produced doll baby's
satchel pas she reached down her
own from the top shelf. us this all
you have got?"
There's Nells shopping bag" said
the little girl. It's littler than
mothers and bigger than mine.
Get it then-quick there's dear
little dot. Oh don't stop to brush
it,"
| "But l must" pleaded the house
wifely little thing. ut was on the
top OF the wardrobe where Nell put
it before she went to bring mother
home. And its awful dusty And
think there's something in it too
She was fumbling at the catch,
! when Robert caught it from her.
"Pshaw" said he impatiently
"a box of candy"
: He tore the pink ribbon knot
=. apart, the lid dropped off and little
Sarah, standing on tip-toe to look
into the bag, stepped back with a
s shrek. Something from the inside
# seemed to flash up into their eyes
like imprisoned fire.
r At the same time Eleanor came in
e to the room, finging her hat ant
v scarf YEARLY down.
0 so" cried Robert, looking VI
L with a face which would have
= furnished a study to any physiogno
o mist, you are the one that stole thu
n Grafton diamonds!
r 81? The Grafton diamonds
e What do you mean? Have yol
gone crazy?" grasped Eleanor
e what are your doing in my room ?
k 1--WE found the diamonds in boz
e in your leather bag" said her brother
1.-THE diamond necklace for the thief
of which poor Miss Kasson is OIL
0 trial"
II Miss Kasson You never meal
b that it is Miriam Kasson-my frient
Miriam ?"
n Didn't l tell you so this yer.
t day 2" cried Goode.
S "You never mentioned her name a
t all.
"You kept saying my client, tn
e defendant. But oh, Bob, know i
y all now! | was there-at the bi
house-the day before | went 70
r. mother. / was in Miriam's room
and | opened her bureau drawer t
1t find a pin, and thought that
vt would be joke to take her box {
is candy away. ! never opened it.
A. never dreamed what was in it, an
ID when l got home and found tn
10 telegram from Aunt Laura, | jus
% flung the bag down, and thought n
more of the whole thing. Oh, poor
r. darling Millyl But how cam
1t the diamonds in her possessions"
III Don't you know? But ho,
n should your" said Mr.. Goode. 9TH
ut necklace was put in her specie
W charge, to be delivered to til
lie ieweler, who was to call for it q
as three O'Clock. And when he Gale
IS it was gone. But it's all right nov
IS Great Scott! Nell, who would hay
t thought that you were the thief
~ "Will they arrest me, Bob, stan
er mered she. will they put me
is prison? But don't care, so long {
Milly is no longer unjustly suspec
ed. Yes, | am thief. But-but,
ell didn't know it. And never meaI
", it,"
5? And she burst into a storm
he mingled tears and laughter.
There was rather unusual seer
h, in court that day when the neckla
lg itself was presented in evidence b
d. fore the legal luminaries.
The complaint was withdraw
Sc aud the prisoner was honorably di
ed charged. The composed and ari
tocratic Mrs. Gen. Grafton wa