Crawford avalanche. (Grayling, Mich.) 1879-19??, 1895-06-06

then resumed her work with . Sig
nificant sniff.
aunt Csorin. what do you mean p
asked Mrs. Agnew.
Haven't told you 80 all alongf''
And then Mrs. Agnew told hel
everything.
Its as plain as daylight" said
Aunt Clorin. "Aln't your boudoil
on the ground fioors And what
could be easier than for that lad to
creep in at the winder. after you went
abed and asleep, and
But In that case. why didn't he
take the whole ring?"
Because that was certain to be
missed and made fuss about the
first thing. And don't you see? he
knowed people would think that one
stone might have fallen out OF itself,
and nobody to blamef'
Mrs. Agnew's face frightened.
''Of course that Is the way it hap
pened. But where can 1t have
dropped?"
Emily, are you q downright fool
A four-year-old child would have
more common sense than you've got.
After the talk you had together about
It, and your telling him what the
stone was worth. and his saying what
he wanted so much money for, and
the stone disappearing atop of that,
is there doubt in the matter?"
Mrs. Agnew fell once more into the
slough OF despond.
I'm not afraid, she said pensive-
ly, "but / shall 60 and search among
my things for oil that. 1t may
have dropped out"
"And the sky may fall, and we
may all catch larks," added Aunt
Clorin, derisively, "but / ha'n't
much faith in it myself"
81 never touched it, ma'am !"
cried Roger, turning first pale and
then hot. vivid scarlet. ''Oh, Mrs.
Agnew. do you suspect me Of being
a thief"
Soft hearted little Mrs. Agnew be-
gan to cry, while her husband stood
looking gravely on, scarcely knowing
what to think. But Aunt Clorin
came bravely to the rescue.
II wonder at you having the face
to stand boldly there To turn like
serpent on them that took you in
when there wasn't no other home for
you! Give up the diamond at once,
and we'll let you go without the con-
STABLE"
II have not got the diamondl'
said Roger.
Just hear him lie9" groaned Aunt
Clorin. Henry" to her nephew,
you'd better 60 after the constable
right off. A diamond worth fifty
dollars ant to disappear in this sort
O. way. and no questions asked"
IF you please, said the traveller,
rather YEARLY, Il should like my
breakfast first"
Dear me?" cried Mrs. Agnew
penitently, ito think that we should
have neglected that!'
And she flew into the kitchen to
superintend the preparations for the
nearly forgotten meal.
But that young jailbird'll run
away said Aunt Clorin apprehen-
siyely. f GET 4e's. -''---~
II shall not run away" said
Roger, gloomily. Il am no jailbird,
and / have nothing to fear--no. nor
to hope for now" he added. with a
sort of gasp in his throat, ''since she
believes that am a thief"
I'm the meantime" said Mr.. Ag-
new, who was apt to take very
common sense view of things, you'd
better sit down and have some break
fast"
But Roger shook his head.
II couldn't. sir, thank-ee; itwould
choke me-"
The coffee steamed. clear and fra
grant, on the table; the dainty slice
Of boiled ham and gold shaped ONE
let sent up also their appetizing in
cense; and Mrs. Agnew set on. with
q heavy heart the flake crusted
cherry pie she had that very morn
ing concocted with such happy an
ticipations.
CHERRY pie, eh?" said Mr.. Agnew.
1.-THE first I've seen this season.
Just pass it this way, please
He plunged his knife Into it's
depths with that satisfaction in the
promise OF a savory edible to man.
kind in general; while Aunt Clorinda,
who kept medicine chest, and be-
lieved implicitly in the unwholesome.
ness of everything that was specially
good to eat, shook her head, and
thought Of laudanum and chalk mix
tura.H -.-4-s-y,,,~ =. 49,
Halo |" cried Mr. Agnew, sharp
ly cycling the triangular morsel Of
sweetness that he had conveyed to
his own plate; have you baked a
drop of dew. En-? or what is it
that sparkles so?"
Mrs. Agnew gave look, a little
scream, and dart.
"Eh" cried her husband.
where's my cherry pie?"
Its my diamond" shrieked Mrs.
Agnew 1T must have fallen in
when I made it this morning. And /
knew knew he never did it'll"
A hopeless confusion of Its" but
Mrs. Agnew had not time to be
grammatical.
Upon my word,' said Mr.. Agnew,
staring at Aunt Clorin, and both of
them just beginning to comprehend
matters little. 1T had like to have
been an expensive cherry pie."
Roger stayed. And little Ruth
was brought from the cherries nook
in the poorhouse. And even Aunt
Clorin is forced to acknowledge that
"the house ant fairly the same lone
some place it was afore those chill