The Hope pioneer. [volume] (Hope, N.D.) 1882-1964, 1914-05-07
SISTERS SABLE MUFF
BY slssoN.


Good lands. but I've Kicked q cat!"
Miss Lysle Teller. stenographer in
the city and living with her mother
in q suburban village, had been one
'of the last to leave the electric car,
and In the gloom Of a winters evening
her foot had struck something soft
and furry and kicked it ahead Of her.
Here. pussy. pussy, pussy!"
But pussy did not respond with a
meow or reproach that she had been
Kicked.
my soul, but it's q mum"
So it was, and Of the latest style
and a very expensive one. OF course,
someone who had passed that way
had lost 1t.
The next morning Miss Lysle asked
the car conductor. but he could not
help her out. She was carrying the
mum to the ONCE with her, and on
the a with her was q hatchet-faced
young man who was given to induc-
ton and inference. Here vas a girl
whose outfit did not cost over $35,
and yet she was carrying a sable
mun that must have cost hundreds.
When Miss Lysle left the suburban
q In the city the young man crowd
cd forward and lifted his hat and
said:
1T is about the mum I wish to speak
to you"
"O-h.h!"
my sister viii be so glad!"
Then 1t vas your sister Who
Il was about to advertise the loss
Of the fur" suavely observed the
young man.
A young man who didn't like the
look of the hatchet-faced one at all
had halted within hearing distance,
and he now stepped forward and said
to Miss Lysle:
Il beg your pardon, but is that
young man annoying you?"
HE claims that his sister lost this
mutt, and I don't believe him."
"You found it. did you?"
Eyes, sir"
Better advertise for an owner. Az
for this fellow here, II he doesn't take
himself of I'll call an officer. He's a
fraud and q swindle! Good morning.
The young man took himself of,
but he rode down town on the same
car with Miss Lysle, Just the same.
and followed her to the Office where
she was employed. II he could get
hold of that mum it would be $50 in
his pocket.
Miss Lysle's brother Ben, the rising
young lawyer, had advised her to ad'
vertise her find. At the Office she wal
advised to wait a day and let the loser
advertise. She adopted this plan
When she started for home in the
evening she carried the muft will
her.
The hatchet-faced young man wal
waiting to follow her. That sable
mum was a great temptation to him.
MI. Clyde Melton, the young sculp
tor. came along just as the girl step
ped to the walk and he followed or
not because he was seeking q flirta
tion-not because he identified her az
the girl Of the morning whose part
he had taken against h%atchet-face, but
because he had received q message
from his sister in the same suburb
Miss Lylse lived in stating that some
thing awful had happened and hi
must come as 500 as ever he could
And so the trio rode on until the
Gall QUIT" of the conductor was shout
ed. Then there was a scramble, anG
Miss Lysle hurried away. the thief fol
lowed, and the sculptor almost ran
The thief was too precipitate. He at
tackled the girl while the sculptor wa,
yet within hearing. Her screams al
she fought with one hand and helt
on to the muf with the other brough
Mr.. Melton back, and he recognized
the assailant at once.
Right and Justice seldom triumph
but this was one of the exceptions
The thief was knocked down. He wal
punched. He was battered. He wa
choked. He had his eyes BACKED an,
his nose skinned. He was jerked t,
his feet and kicked around the cor
ner, and the sculptor turned to re
ceive the thanks of the girl with tn
sable mun.
She had disappeared!
Ten minutes later his sister wa
weepingly saying to him:
"Oh. Clyde, it's awful-just awful!
"Baby dead?"
mo. I've lost that new sable mul
that I bought the other day!"
sable mun?"
Yes. I lost it on the street com
ing from the car"
But you have advertised it,"
mo. Fred is away, you know, an.
I didn't know how to get an advertise
ment to the city papers. What OF
earth shall I do?"
Cease to weep and III find you,
nun"
The sculptor went back to the spot
He didn't look for the girls tracks
He walked two blocks down q sid
street and then rang a bell. Luck hat
been a good guide. It was Miss Lysl'
Teller that came to the door in an