Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1899-12-04

went on with his tale. ltappcared ihat
he had seen her home, and tfdt he hltl
learned her name. 1t was Charnlcy-
Kate Charnley. She was dressmaker
and lived with her sister
And you want to help them, ehe''
said, after time.
Yes, but it'ii be q difficult NATTER.
They're clergy mans daughters. ant
very proud. don't see what can do
It's awfully rilirg. you know, Kennion.
to have pile of money ard not be ab'
to do little good with it once in a war
It's n shame that this girl should have
to slave ut sewing machine all day
while great strong bcggar like rra
lounges around killing time"
''Isuppose you want to refund this five
pounds?'
Yes, I can't do more; but I don't
even see how can do that"
well. you might order a gown OF
some sort from them"
Don't be an ass; men don't buy
gowns"
You could say it was for your sis
ter"
But haven't got sister, and if
had she'd never let me choose her gowns
for her; besides, she'd have to be fitted
on and all that, you know"
was obliged to admit the force of
these arguments. and fresh period of
silence intervened. Dsbenham had
risen, and was pacing the floor in q state
of perplexity.
How would it be if inclosed the
money in an envelope and sent it anony
mously?" he said. at length.
you might do that. certainly" T re-
piled, after little consideration.
"But she'd be sure to know who.
sent it."
We'll, that doesn't matter, as you are
not likely to see her again"
Debenham stopped and turned his
ewes full upon me.
whats that?' Not see her again.
But must see her again. IL feel than.
my ate is-ep-linked with that girl,
Kennion."
-Oh, very we'll; then that squashes
the idea entirely. unless. Look here.
why not assume the character OF The
thief yourself, and send her letter say
ing you have repented and return the
money!"
But don't want her to think thxt-
I'm bad los.''
well, she needn't know that you sent
it. You can pretend to be an ordinary
pckpocket."
$50 | can. l never thought OF that.
BY Jove. It's a grand idea! Where's The
pen and ink? What shall say? GIVE
US lift. old chap. You're dab hand at
this sort of thing"
took up my pen, and, after little
thought, dashed off the following let
ter:
''Derc Miss: This is from me. the
bloke wot TUX yer purse sens the muny
bak bekause yer father wos once very
kind ter me when | wos down on mi
luck, an noas yer needs it sight more
than | does, yer humble servant, Bill
Nokes."
How will that do ~ said, as tossed
it across the table.
Splendid-splendidl" he cried, as he
ran his eyes over it. Its worthy of Bit
Skies himself. Iii send it off this very
minute" And be thrust it in an en-
selope in company with five-pouDd
note.
You'll let me know how it answers
said. as he took up his hat.
"Oh, yes And then. with a hasty
rood night. he went flying down the
stairs to catch the post.
The following morning it happened
hat matter OF business took me in he
-icinity of Debenham's chambers. and.
'aying half an hour to spare. | deter
mined TO call and see il he bad heard
nything in connection with his plot.
AS | was about to enter his sitting-
DOM, however, | heard the sound of
oices. and II hasty glance showed ne
hat he was engaged. A young lady was
by the table, facing Deben-
am. who looked as guilty as any school
oy caught in an orchard.
Il got it back this morning." the girt
yas saying. "A man who is employed
n the railway picked it up as he WIS
n his way to his work.
I'll am very glad" Debenham n1ur-
lured nervously. He must have been
n honest fellow"
YES" she said. but the strange
art of it is that by this mornings post
iere came letter from a--a-thief. in
osing fye-pound note. You cai,sA
ad it if you like"
And she handed him the precious mis-
ve | had eoncocted.
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