Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1920-07-09


Joe, as he sat down in the shabby rock
er In the equally shabby "front room"
bad news2"
Mr.. Pennington tells ne that he'll
give me just two more days on this
case. If can't find the goblet in that
time, he'll call a detective from the
city"
Martha's eyes clouded as she heard
his disappointed tone. They're max
Ing a lot of fuss over a little silver
cup" she said, scornfully.
TITS an heirloom, that's why. Alice
Pennington had It for a wedding pres.
ent, but It's been in the family for
years. Now they're Offering all this
money to get 1t back again."
And you won't get the money"
The voice had such despair In It that
Joe FASTENED to go on.
II don't mind that so much, al
though I was counting on 1t. It's my
reputation that care about. If the
city detective finds II when can't,
whatll I be good for afterwards7"
The buggy ratified down the hill, and
Martha turned back into the house
ut was Just for bad news that he
came" she sighed, "and I hoped that
1t would be-for something else"
The wedding of Alice Pennington.
the daughter of the only wealthy man
that SpOffordsviIle owned, had pro-
duced great sensation in the town.
Mr.. Pennington. out of public spirited
ness, had invited all the tOwnspeople
to his daughters wedding, and so
eagerly was the invitation accepted,
that practically everyone appeared, in
Guiding the recluse. Martha.
When the silver heirloom was found
to be missing from the display of
wedding gifts, the local detective was
hired to solve the mystery.
The next morning youth of about
thirteen years entered the detectives
Office.
"Hullo joe" said the intruder, init
mately.
"Hullo Bill" replied the detective
to William G. Ransom, Jr.
1--WE got news for you" said Will
liam. 81 know where the goblet is"
"Where" cried Mitchell, leaping to
his feet.
William was cautious. you know
| expect part of the-er-"
"Of course! But quick Tell me
where it is"
Glitch up and III show you" agreed
the boy.
Ten minutes later Bill Ransom, with
the detective ut his side. was guiding
the horse along familiar road.
"Here we are" he said, trium-
phantly.
Joe looked quickly around him.
"What! You don't mean-She Amt"
Bill nodded. "Yes, she has. Last
night I was up here, and happened to
peek in the window, and she was hold
ing that little cup"
Joe was silent; then he made
snatch for the reins. Give me them
he cried. "We1l turn out of here in
double quick time. DO you think I'd
accuse herr"
"AlI right" said Bill. cheerfully.
Don't then. But I will" and he be-
gan to get out of the buggy.
"No. you don't" Joe yanked him
back again. An Idea had come sud
denly to him. you keep quiet about
this voungster," he said. that's part
or YOUR agreement. understand? Now
YOU get out of sight. I'll go in"
Inside the house with Martha, Joe
found his plan very hard to carry out.
martha" he said suddenly, will
YOU marry me7"
The question was put none too alb
ruptly. The tired eyes took on anoth-
or light and gave him her answer
Rut Joe had still more to do. although
the hardest was over.
martha" he said, after II few min
rtes I want to confess something
before we go any further. | think the
fine for me to say it is now. Il
got foolish drunk on hard cider up to
lin Skaters place one time"
There was deep silence, and Joe
waited breathlesSly.
"Joe." finally came the answer.
"rve got something 10 confess, too.
took that cup at the wedding. 1t was
so pretty, and I'd never had ANYTHING
nice. I just picked it up and-I took
II home here. and then you were the
detective, and I didn't know what to
do. But take IT, Here IT u.s."
Snoffordsville had much to talk
about the next few days. The cup
had been found. though no one seemed
10 know exactly where; there was an
other wedding. also. one to when
everyone had long been looking Tor.
ward and best of all. In the eyes OF
the Younger set. was that handsome
new bicycle. owned exclusively by
william c. Ransom, Jr'