The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1910-09-14
Her Brother
BY ROBERT L. JAYNEs
Copyright, 1910 BY American Press
Association.

II she could Sne neeuh nave SVthe
away from home, but she could keep
cash account. sell goods and do any
ordinary work about the store. She
was a mighty trim little body, and
tole her she'd better git married and
let the other Teller do the work; but
she larfed and said Il TUX two TO make
a match. TUX her in for help. think
in n she turned out as well as she
looked wouldn't mind maxim the
other one OF the two.
But it soon appeared that she wasn't
goin' to turn out as well as she looked,
First thing ] knowed Teller came
into the store TO sec her that looked
like a road agent They seemed TO be
mighty familiar and did lot O. talkin'
IN the back O. the store while was
engaged waitin' on customer In the
front. When the Teller went out !
said to the young woman, says |;
"Rosy"-thatwas her name-.'if you're
cahoots with a gang o. robbers the
sooner you git out the better"
"oh, that Teller was all rightg' she
said.
"who Is hei"
"why, he's my brother"
"Your brotherF' says. turnin' away
from her contemptuousiy. If that's
the kind OF family y belong TO | don't
think much OF yer stock"
There was nothin' more said about II
at the time, but l done up a lot o
thinkin'. Fust of ! thort ia better
give the young woman the grand
bounce. but didn't know whether she
was up to anything or not, and II she
wasn't l didn't want to lose her. She
wasn't so much use about the store--l
didn't have 50 very much for her 70 DO
but I'd got a hankerin' after her
We'll, the next thing that happened
looked kind o. suspicious. was layin'
one night on a settle in the back O the
store when heered somethin' rattlin'
at the front door. / fist reached back
under a pilier, tuck my weepon and let
drive through the panel ! heered
yell an. goin' to the door. listened.
Not hearin' anything more. | opened
the door and by the light Of a match
struck saw drops o. blood leadin' away.
l calculated I'd bit some un' who was
goin' to rob the store.
wal, this thing comm so soon after
the visit Of Rosy's brother, I didn't
know what to think about It. noticed
when | tole her about 1t she looked
kinder quar-
Hope he warn't yer brother" said
to her. an I thort she was goin' to
faint. Seem il bothered her to talk
about It / didn't sag nothin' more, and
after awhile she righted, though for a
few days she didn't look very cheerful.
But one day the teller that she said
was her brother come in. He looked
kind o. white in the face. He talked
with Rosy awhile an went out.
Reckon yer brothers been sick" I
says, a-sympathizin' with her.
YES" she says. "he has"
whats he do fer livin'T
"He amt dom nothin' jist now. I'm
tryin' to git a place fer him. Trades
mighty brisk lately. Don't yer think
y need a shippin' clerk2"
Il don't think do"
/ wondered IL she thort was soft
enough to believe the Teller was her
brother and out Of employment
reckoned he wasn't employed. except
when he was holdin' up a coach or
solnepin' Ike that And l reckoned
she'd have to do a lot o. coaxen to git
me to take In man to work who'd
tried TO rob me and I'd winged when
be was startin in to do 1t
But We men are kind O quar- 8 wen
as the wimmen. One day the teller
come into the store IN a hurry. Rosy
was there and turned pale. He said
somep'n to her quick. and she p'inted
under the counter. He ducked just in
time to dodge the sheriff, who come
runnin' in with weepon in one hand
and par O. bracelets in t'other. Rosy
she stood up agin the counter right
where the teller wor hid.
Emmy one come in here?" asked the
sheriff.
Now, I'm a-goin' to explain why we
men Is quar- as well as the wimmen.
Rosy she give me jist one look. She
might as we'll have sent a few ounces
O. lead at me, 60 far as my dom emmy
/ interference was concerned.
"Hain't seen no one says, talkin'
parrot-lixe, Jest as Rosy wanted me to.
singular; | thort had him cor
nered."
He was out in a jiffy, and when the
danger was past Rosy put the Teller IN
back Office had my boots in and
called me in too
You're a trump she says.
"And yer brothers the knave." ]
says, replyin
she could sca'ceiy keep from lartin'
at my Joke. But she didn't she tole
me the Teller wor RELY her brother,
that he'd gone bad and she'd come out
to reclaim him, She had got him to
\ promise 10 20 east with her, but she
couldn't get him of onless I'd help her
instead o. gipin' EN- away. tole her
I'd do all ! could on condition she'd
come back and run her part o the
store and me. too, as she'd been a-doin'
OF It She promised, and l got 'em
away snfe.
\ she's back now. runnin' both me
and the store.
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