Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-04-23


I'll Shaw?
" What does it to be risen with
~ Christ, if you amt ded?" he demanded
S under his breath from Howard, who Miss
Helen's cousin, should possess some share of
her boundless stores of knowledge, and
seek those things which above'?"
ftg oh it means not to be mean any more
.Un to quit stealing fighting whatever you
\f% do that's wrong. While you do them, you're
as good dead" Howard spoke with
\ meaning. "Pidgy, have you seen Mr.. Shaws
\ paper-cutter?"
. Pidgy shook his head and Towards brow
knotted. Just as Cousin Helens reasonings
is and Pidgys inofensiveness had begun
to weaken his jealousy and prejudice, a
series of : tty losses had occurred in the
choir-room which made him feel uncomfortable.
Was it not his duty to the other boys to tell of
Pidgy's antecedents? Steve Grancell, the only
other person likely to enlighten them this point
was away at boarding school; so Pidgy under
no more suspicion than Howard himself when
a pearl-handled knife disappeared then some loose
change which Willie Earns was positive he had left
in his overcoat pocket, then several other
trihes.
And now, last and worst, Mr.. Shaw's silver paper
cutter was gone. 1t was worst, because Pidgy had
been most devoted in his attentions and loud in his
expressions of attachment to the organist. He it
was who led the blind man home when his wife did
not come to meet him; he it was who-uproarious
though he the playground scowled at the
other boys when their laughing and talking tended
to confuse the gentle old man.
Mr.. Shaw's book of hymns and anthems was
printed in the raised type, that he mi ght read it
with his fingers, and to time and pains he was
wont to mark his place with silver paper-knife
Now it had been missing for two weeks, and no
had it. Distressed beyond words, Mr.. Shaw
begged the boys not to worry about it; perhaps
it would be found at home some day.
The pear-handled knife had been found but
nothing else. Had Howard a right to remain
silent any longer?
At the close of the rehearsal the boys received
their quarters payment-four dollars. Howard
tucked his away in pocket with feeling of great
satisfaction, he entered the small gymnasium
attached to the choirroom. He intended to let
the spring suit CO. all the money he should make by
singing, until his voice broke, to be saved for
a course of lessons from great teacher, should
he finally develop good tenor.
TRY the rings, Howard" asked Willie Earns
The choir-room had a small gymnasium attached
and Howard threw his coat bench and followed
Willie with alacrity. Only Mr. Shaw and Pidgy
Foster remained in the ether room, chatting to-
gether with great friendliness.
What's your hurry, Pidge?" shouted boy after
him, the next moment he passed the window in
a series of running leaps.
Its my hurry, amt it?" retorted Pidge
pertly, and somehow Howard, hating himself for
his suspiciousness, yet impel1ed by an instinct,
dropped the rings at once fastened to the choir
room, and felt in his coat pocket. No enve1op
there! He shook the coat fercely; nothing dropped
from its folds. Then he searched the empty bench,
the bare floor, Mr.. Shaw's desk-everything His
money had disappeared
1t is disgrace to Howard to say that the tears
into his eyes. 1t is perhaps more of a dis
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