The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1909-08-21

to send things to mother and so Mr..
jerks would take them. He didn't
know we were here at all, sir, but he
wants to marry mother, you know, and
10 he'd do whatever she told him.
without asking any questions.
Was it jerks who told you when I
cabled to Europe!" I asked. You
must have known of 1t very soon to
have answered 1t so promptly"
Yes, sir" replied Bobbs. You see.
sir, he's at the station every day, and
q message to England made such q
sensation that they were all talking of
it, sir. When told Mr.. Carney about
it, sir, he said should answer it as
did, so wrote at once to my cousin
in New York, who'd been attending to
the letters for us, sir, when they were
sent on from London"
How did you mako the ghosts ap.
pear so well, Bobbs?" l asked. They
seemed to fairly float in the air."
"Oh. that was this way, sir" said
Bobbs. When Mr.. Carney got so that
he couldn't walk, on account Of his
feet being so bad, sir. he got some OF
those cycle skates with the big rubber
wheels and we used to exercise with
EN- at night, on the paths, sir. They'd
60 right over the leaves and grass,
too, If 1t was pretty sharp down hill
We always went to the river, sir, when
we were trying to get away, so that
we could dive into the mouth Of the
old tunnel, II need be. We never had
to do 1t but once. That was the time
you and the other gentleman first saw
us, sir Most generally the folks would
be so frightened that they would run,
and then We could drop behind bush
and take off the sheets, like we did
the night you had mother and Mr..
jerks down by the path, sir"
But about the notes and the cigar
case, Bobbs? How did you manage
that?" l asked
Bobbs tearfully produced a small
monkey, not much larger than . kit.
ten, from one of his pockets and,
stroking the little animal atfectionate-
ly, he said with emotion:
1T was Chico, sir. Mr.. Carney
brought him for pet and he is almost
human, sir, and will do anything you
tell him. He's so sly, sir, that he can
pick your pocket in broad daylight, sir.
and you'll never find him out. don't
know about the cigar case, sir, but tho
day after you came last summer he
got away and must have been in the
library. where you and the other gen.
tleman were looking for something.
After you'd gone to the village, sir.
l found him under one of the big
chairs. clinging to the bottom, and
scared half out Of his wits as he al
ways is after he's been playing pranks.
You see," he explained, Il had key
to the kitchen door and could get in
and out as pleased until you had the
new locks put on"
"Bobbs," l said, raising from my
seat, Il want to ask you one more
question before you go. Do you re-
member the first note that you sent
me? The one Chico brought when he
climbed up the ivy into my window
last summer"
Yes, SIR" said Bobbs, briefly.
We'll. how did you happen to say
what you did in that note?" asked.
"Mr. Carney told me to say it, Of
course, sir" replied Bobbs.
DO you know why he did so?" I
continued.
yes, sir" said Bobbs. II was in
the house watching you the day you
came, sir, and when you picked up
that glove OF Miss Carney's and kissed
1t, sir, told him Of 1t. Then he said
should write the note as did, sir, and
that you'd make good husband for
her and he hoped you would marry
her, sir"
THAT will do, Bobbs," said Good
night, my boy. hope you'll get some
Sleep"
l sat down once more by the dimly
burning lamp and, taking the glove
from my pocket, l kissed 1t gently
again and again. A slight sound