Los Angeles herald., 1909-06-13

thinking up something for yer good suggested the hired
man.
"Then mistook in him" whmpered Mrs Peevy.
With this conclusion she unroed the parcel and allowed
six metal disks to jangle out on the counter.
Mr. Jessup started back in a semblance of alarm.
"What be they?"
"Theyre electric belts she explained "I give sixty
cents apiece for EN- and you have em for dollar
each"
But don't want 'em," suffered the storekeeper
"Why, you said you'd take em"
Mr. Jessup closed his eyes and rumpled his coarse
hair with both hands, and finally, in artificial calmness
said: "Pll give eight pounds of sugar for the lot"
Something of metal dropped to the floor the store
keepers side of the counter and gave forth sharp
cnl AS Mr.. Jessup angrily stopped to it his
scowlng eyes detected fat, round coin, embeshed by
all that characterzes silver dollar while as if carved
from flame stood out the figures 1904"
When he stood up again the at the stove did not
know he held in his hungry hand what he believed be
worth some two thousand dollars.
He coughed, and then said:
"Mellie guess the boys was right"
Good for ye, Aaron" endorsed Mr.. Currier warmly
the scales.
81 mean, Nellie that I'm going to buy the belts" he
announced. "Im going to give you dollar and half
apiece. Nine dollars for the six Here's ten-and I'll
keep this that you dropped and call it square
"Oh, thank youi thank you for your noble deedl
But" she tmdly warned, it's old don't believe its
worth doller-"
"Tutl tutl" he said hurriedly. "We1l say no more
about it"
The uneasy activity of the excursionists gave the
ton platform an unusual touch of color and life
early hour.
One woman repeatedly sounded nervous laugh with
out apparent incentive Mrs Pratt, cast in sterner
mold resoutey maintained rigid posture crippled
baggage truck and only evidenced her perturbation by
continually pulling her gloves Whenever she shifted
her position an end of the truck would descend with
much camor.
rs the train time? hoarsely demanded Mrs Pratt,
removing the right glove as she drew on the left.
The station agent mildly dazed by the circles in
sistence in treating him stranger despite his life
long residence in the neghborhood consulted his watch
critically and informed "Shes whistling at the cut
now, maam."
"Then Mrs. Pratt come over here and stand with
us" begged the president.
Mrs Pratt banged the truck down smarty and pulled
on the other glove she explained I'm waiting for
Elder Witham. He has the tickets"
"There he comes with Mrs Witham!" cried the sta
ton agent "And-yas, by Judas Nellie Peevy pass
ing 'em!"
Mrs Peevy, painting and apprehensve, inquired, BE
I in timer"
"You can see we are here Nellie" replied Mrs. Pratt
in her deepest throat Then she cried, why,
mercy sakes Nellie, what have you got? box?"
Mrs Peevy smiled radiantly and gasped, "Yes l sat
up late cooking
"Be you going?" demanded Mrs Pratt sternly, roll
ing her gloves in a ball.
"Of course I'm going" said Mrs Peevy, joyously.
Didn't Bge tell you? sold the belts to Aaron Jessup
for ten doers. Wasn't he kind? He joked when
buying em and said he'd give only nine dollers, and
made me throw in old souvenir and pretended
his change 1t looked like doer side, you
know and on the other tells you to buy L N T
thread and git doer's worth for nickel"
The exgency of the moment precluded any comment
on the widows fortune
al bought my ticket last night painted Mrs Peevy
almost Historically
Step livey" bawled the brakeman.
But to the amazement of all, Elder Withams faded
eyes blinked stupidity, his shaking fingers searched
pocket after pocket.
"The tickets gasped Mrs. Pratt.
The elders head sank, as in muf7ed voice he con-
fessed, 81 amt got EN- Nor I amt got money.
They're in my wallet in my other clothes"
"A aboard for the last time! sang the brakeman,
and the engine coughed
AZ can go" cried Mrs. Peevy "I can go, and I bel"
Before it could be realized she had passed inside tho
car and was settling herself at open window
And the wheels began to move she leaned out and
called back Picter cards for a-if can" And the
rest was lost in the escaping steam