The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1915-10-21

and papers before him. Tip smiled
to himself. He descended to the
ground and possessed himself of vari-
Gus unique tools he carried concealed
in the lining of his coat. A window
fastener noiselessly pried out, piece
of lock deftly forced, and this expert
and philanthropist, velvet-shod,
crossed the threshold of the room. AS
readily as If an invited guest, Tip
sank into a chair at the side of the
desk. His shadow fell across 1t and
A'o4Ie sCo4 .ooheu up with wild start
"How-where-what do you want!"
stammered forth the old man, astare
This" retorted Tip tersely, and one
hand closed over heap of bonds and
cash. "Whoa!" and his other revealed
revolver, and Forester covered
back. go slow, old man. A cry or a
move and you get lead for your gold"
and Tip thrust the fistful of plumber
into his pocket. Nov, then, out with
your jewelry."
"Jewelry? Me! I've got no jewel
ry."
ooh, yes you have" disputed Tip
you've got a ring set with diamonds
and pearls on old f~~,iIv heirloom.
know all about 1t. PRODUCED" and the
weapon clicked ominously.
The old man was fairly paralyzed
with terror. He groaned, his hands
trembled as he unlocked drawer in
the desk and took out an old tin box,
and from it produced an ancient cir
clet set with large diamond and
some exquisite pearls. There were
some other minor trinkets, but to
these Tip paid no attention.
"Do not make of me pauper!"
breathed the old man, clasping his
hands in desperation. "The few thou
sands in money and securities are all
l have"
"Old man." spoke Tip coolly, 1--WE
got your wealth and mean to keep 1t,
unless"
eyes! yes unless?" gasped Forces
ter eagerly.
UNLESS you do just as I say. This
can all be between us and you get
your bonds back, or vanish, and you
are beggared. Listen" and Tip re-
cited his determination to secure the
ring which the daughter Of his kind
almoner rightly owned. "You will en-
close it in box directed to Miss
Dale. You will write to her, here,
now, a letter, saying that you gladly
send to her on her wedding day her
rightful property"
yes, yes-and them"
cat the end of a week, If I find
you have not tried to get it back and
act decent with the young lady, will
return to you the money and bonds. "
ooh, will you, surely return the
money!" pleaded the distracted For
roster.
"You have the word of an honor
able man." returned Tip sternly, and
enjoying really the one redeeming act
in his cratic life.
Early the next morning little box
and a letter was left at the Dale
home by Tip. Eloise went fairly wild
over the coveted trinket and the con-
graduating words of the relative es.
tranged from her family for five years.
Tip Farrell made himself scarce
and Forester sat on thorns and net
ties of suspense and hope for week.
There was one glad CLEAN Of new in
terest in his life, however. Eloise had
come to thank him for the ring, a
reconciliation had taken place and the
old man emerged from his selfish sur
Illness.
One afternoon he was seated in his
garden conversing with Eloise and
her husband, who came often to see
him, when voice called his name.
At the gate stood Tip Farrell. He ex-
tended a package to the old man.
There's your goods, all of them, "
he said. simply. II say, my friend,
| there's more than one kind of thieves
in the world. You've been the worst
kind of specimen"
I'll" stammered Forester.
Eyes, stealing happiness from your
own life and the lives of others for
the love of money. 1t looks, though,
as If you had cut that out some. Keep
| it up. AS an humble instrument of
bringing you to your senses in doing
a good deed, I'm half inclined to re.
form myself. Good-by."
And Tip Farrell swung jauntily
down the street, and went out of the
life of the charming young bride, who
never knew what a spoiled wedding
cake had done for her.