Marble Hill press., 1895-01-31
Caleb. we must be off. Good-dsy,

his cupboard and went stealthily INTO
his small garden. Digging a hole IN
the Welding ground he deposited the
bundle in it, then filed it up, pack
ing the earth so tightly down that 1T
was impossible to discover it had been
recently disturbed. Little Pierre lay
sleeping in the inner room, but, some
noise awakening him, he crept from
his bed and peeped into the shop just
as his grandfather returned.
go to bed.' Bernard commanded,
sharply, as he closed the outer door,
"What are you doing here""
81 thought | heard noise" an
swered the child.
so did l. and | went to see what
caused it. 1t was nothing. Go to
bed again. and will make you kite,
marvellous kite, which yeu may NY
o-morrow."
.'Oh, will you, grandfather? Jolly!
Now I'll go at once cried the de-
lighted boy.
| A smile curved Bernard's lips as he
gathered together the material 1or
| the kite. 1t took several hours TO
complete it, but when finished 1T was,
indeed, thing of beauty. 1t was
full four feet in height, and there
were many colored papers used in
its construction; fringe adorned
the outer edge. But the tail was the
most wonderful ofall. A long string
formed the foundation, and upon 1t
were fastened pieces of cloth of grad
uating lengths, the longest being at
the top and tapering down to mere
shred at the end. Each was twisted
in the center, the ends being allowed
to tly, but so closely were they put on
the string that scarcely any part OF
it was visible.
Little Pierre rose early the next
morning. His impatience was so
great that he could scarcely contain
himself until his grandfather should
give him the kite: but he dare not eX-
press his wish. as Bernard seemed eX-
cited and nervous, an unusual thing
with him. The boy wondered why
he stood at the door so long, gazing
anxiously about, returning to his
work only to repeat the performance
a few minutes later At last ne
; turned to the expectant child:
t Come" he said, you shall fly the
t kite"
.'Oh. is it not beautifully Pierre
cried, clasping his hands in admlra
y ton when the wonderful thing wa
held up for his inspection.
a He was wild to touch it. but Ber
~ nard would not permit him to do sc
: and bade him hold the cord while h
held the kite aloft himself Soon
!. floated upward the tail resembling
flock of birds as it Strengthened il
IL the breeze.
..You are Pierre Bernard, l believe,
, said some one.
- As Bernard moved quickly he cam
. face to face with two men.
THAT is my name" he answered
+. What is your business with me?'
- One of the detectives, for such the
: were. eyed him sharply as he said
r .We have orders to search you
house. Bernard"
T. "For what?'
10 sWe are looking for a neckla'
which was stolen from Mrs. Benton
Is .sAnd do you suppose l have it
demanded Pierre, with great sho
ve of anger.
.'How dare you accuse me OF stea
, inpo But go-search the house-al
if you find it"
He finished with harsh laugh
"The old fellow takes it coolly
said one Of the men. But COME
us get the business over with" Al
they went to work
Meanwhile Bernard was apparent
absorbed in the kite and laugh
loudly as it rose higher and hight
the long tail curving and twlte
ing like snake. Presently 1t
pan to descend, and shade of
element was visible in his face, VIII
little Pierre cried ont in dismay:
"Oh, grandfather, it is coming do
= and w.ll get caught in th'
& trees"
sWe will prevent that" S
Bernard, with a furtive glance tow'
- the house; and he loosened the co
But the kite steadily descended.
lowered over tree for few secol
then fell, the tail becoming entang
in the branches. Bernard gave
cord sharp pull, and the kite DIR
ned at his feet. Little Pierre ran
picked it up.
ssThe tail is broken, grandfath'
IT,. he exclaimed. 'Oh, why did
rich hide these pretty beads? See
'n'' He spoke no further, for Bern'
with an oath. sprang forward
llas' snatched the kite from his hand.
ead. the same instant one Of the de
ent- tives, who had approached unnoti
aus tore it from him.
by "Ah. We were not mistaken. q
heir ALL" he said, holding up the tail