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VOL. (SO.
Puck Peddlers' Stories.
AN APVKNTUKK IN TUB HOUSE OK
11RNDKR, TIIK NOTED KANSAS
MUKDBKKU.
'I have been a pack peodh r for more
than twenty yeais.'said the old man,as
he whiffed away at his pipe to gt it a
light, Mud you may suppose I have met
with some stirring adventures. 1 have
traveled a Rl eat deal in Missomi, Kan
sas t Nebraska and Mineesota, and for
weeks and months 1 have been on the
alert, not only to presetve the contents
of my pack, but to defend my life. My
line of mule has been Yankee notions,
with jewelry added. 1 have had with
>ui6 at one limeas much as $2,000 woith
of gold and silver watches, ear rinks,
finger rings, Ac. I have sat 011 a log
beside a highway in Kansas and solo
SIOO worth of stock to three or four
meu, and I haye disposed of S7O woiih
of ladies' jewelry at a pioneer cabin
which had neither floors nor partitions.
4 On two different occasions I ate din
ner at the cabin of old Bender, the
Kansas fiend. On the first occasion the
old man was away, and I saw only two
women about the place. Six months
later, when I called again, it was about
11 o'clock in the forenoon. Then I
saw old Bender for the first time. I
have heard him described as a pleasant
faced old man who no one would sus
pect, hut I tell you the very first look
at him put me on my guard. For the
first time in a year I felt lhat my life
was in danger. The same two slattern
ly women were about the house, and
there was a young man whom I took to
be old Bender's son. Tins young man
disappeared soon after I arrived, but
whether he hid in the house or red off
across the prairie I never knew. Ben
der's women purchased about $2 worth
of notions, and the old man dickered
with me for over an hour over a gold
watch. It seems that he had but a
small stock of cash, but he offered me
personal property in exchange. He
had three or four silver watches, all of
which had been carried, two or three
revolvers, two bo9om pins, mado of
lumps of pure gold, and three or four
pairs of valuable cuff buttons. We had
nearly effected an exchange when he
suddenly decided to leave the matter
open uutil after dinner.
'Months afterward, when the discov
eries of his crimes came out, I thought
the matter over, and could remember
just how nicely he played me. Without
seeming to interrogate me for informa
lion, he asked how long a tiip 1 had
made, what success I had met with,
who I was, where I lived, and what I
knew of that locality. The old mur
derer wa3 figuring up the chances of
my being missed in case he put an end
to me, and he had a curiosity to know
beforehand what the harvest would be.
While 1 told you that I did not like his
looks, and that I had a creepy feeling
in his presence, I had no idea of an at
tempt to murder by daylight and in the
manner he was planning for. 1 had a
trusty revolver and I had the coinage
to defend myself. Had I met him out
on the prairie, or had we I een jogging
together along some lonely highway, I
should have been prepared to pull my
pistol at Ills first movement.
'Dinner was ai.nouneed soon after 12
o'clock. I took my pack with me into
the dining room, whero I found the
table set for one. There were three
rooms in the house The front room
was a general sitting room and office
combined. Bender kept a sort of tav
ern, you know, a? d travellers had this
front room. The next room back was
the dining room and family room com
bined. There was a bedroom leading
off. On the walls of lhis family room
were a few old-fashioned prints in odd
fashioned frames, a shelf on which
stood a clock,and a few scant evidences
of women's presence. The back room
was the kitchen.
'I had ray eyes wide open when I eu
tered the dining room, and the very
lit st thing I noticed was that the table
was set lengthwise of the room, and
that my chair and plate had been so
place! that ray back would be toward
the kitchen door, which was not over
five or six feet away. Ilad it been at
the other end my bick would haye been
toward the office door. The first movi
I made was to turn t lie chair around
to the side and sit d >wn. I now faced
the bedroom door, and had the other
doors to my right and left, while there
was no window behind me. The young
er woman was in the room, and she
looked at me in a queer,strange way as
I upset the arrangements she had per
fected. Bender did not look into the
room for two or three minutes, and
then retired without speaking. A min
ute later he passed around the house
and entered the kitchen by the back
door. While I could not see him, I
heard him and the woman whispering
together, and I caught the words as
spoken by her :
4 'I tell you he did it himself !' '
'I could not catch a word from him
MILLHEIM, PA., THURSDAY. JULY 1., 188(5.
HIKI dirrully ho went out ami she came
in with tlio real of the eatables. ller
face was flushed ami her manner very
nervous. She put on a pi ato of hrea I
and a platter of meat, ami then went
out for the coffee. As she set tlif .cup
and saucer on the hoard alio partly up
set the cup and spilled half the con
tents on the table.
4 'Excuse me—l'm so.iv,' ' she said,
as I shovml hack to keep the hot liquid
from dripping on my l-es.
4 4 Never mind -no hum done," I re
plied.
* 4 lt was so careless of me. You had
better change your seat to the end
while I sop it up.' '
4 'Oh, don't mind. I'm not hungry
and shall eat hut a few mouthfuls any
way. 1 forgot to tell you that 1 prefer
red water to coffee.' '
4 'lint—you—you 4 '
' 'l'm all right.' '
'She gave me 0110 of the queerest
looks I ever got, first flushing up and
then turning pale. Spilling that coffee
was a put up job to get uiy back to the
kitchen door. I suspected it then ; a
few months later I had plenty of hor
rible proofs. Before the meal was fin •
ished old Bender looked in ;from the
kitchen door and drew back, and when
I shoved away and entered the oflieo he
was'not there and did not show up for
five minutes. When I went to dinner
a double-barrelled shotgun stood in a
corner of the office. When I came out
it was gone. The old man came in af
ter a while, and it was easy to see that
he had to force himself to converse. I
paid him for the meal and was ready to
go. It was a lonely road I had to trav
el, with no other house for miles, and
it suddenly stiuck rae that the younger
man had gone on to lie in ambush and
shoot mo in case 1 escaped assassina
tion at the house. For a minute or
two I quite lost my sand, and you can
judge what a relief it was to see a team
drive up with three men in the vehicle
and room for one more. They stopped
to water the horse and chat a few mo
ments, and readily gave me a lift on
my way. I did not impart my suspic
ions to them, and it was not until the
horrible stories came out that I felt sure
in my own mind what a close call 1 had
had.
'Do I know what became of old Ben
der and his family ? You remember
that they fled the country, or that the
papers so reported, and for months we
used to bear from one locality and an
other of the fugitives being seen or cap
tured. I have reasons to believe they
never got out of the State, nor yet a
hundred miles from that lone tavern
on the prairie, with its horrible cellar
uuderneath and its gravevard in the
rear. Bands of men were riding in this
or :hat direction, bent on vengeance,
and one of these overhauled the party.
I have been told this on the best au
thoiity. As Bonder had sholrn no
mercy toward the unsuspecting travel
ers who were shot in the back from
that kitchen floor as they ate at his ta
ble, none was shown to him or his.
They weie wiped out and planted
where their bodies will never be turned
up to the light of day.'
'I have also been a pack peddler for
years,' said the man who had a decided
limp in his ga't, ana who seemed to he
about 45 years old, 'and I have had my
fair shaie of adventures with the rest
of the fraternity. For years 1 have
traveled in Tennessee, the Carolinas
and Georgia, ai d my line of goods has
been cutlery. I have sometimes car
ried pins, needles, and thread,but more
as an accommodation than from any
hope of profit. My line indues n.zus.
shears, scissors, pocket knives, table
Knives, and forks. Sometimes I add a
few sheath knives, which are bought
by lawless characters, and sometimes I
omitthem,according to the route 1 have
laid out.
'On two or three occasions my life
has been put in peril by the cupidity of
others, but the closest shave I ever had
was in-tlie mountains of Tennessee, a
bout fifty miles from Knoxville. I had
sold my slock pretty well down, and
had about S3OO with me, when, one af
ternoon an hour before sunset, the ap
proach of a terrific thunderstorm drove
rae to seek the shelter of a roadside
cabin. It was a lonely place,on a lone
ly mountain road, and the tinao was in
1807. While the war had long been
over, as of course you know, there was
a good deal of bitterness among the
mountaineers of Tennessee, and there
were a great many men who had not
yet settled down to anything like work.
As I was not in the war on either side,
and am English born, I got along very
well with the fire-eaters ; but the fact
was every day before me that theie
were plenty of lawless characters, both
Union and Rebel, who wouldn't hesi
tate to put me out of the way for what
my pack contained, no matter what
principle I upheld. But for the com
ing storm I should have continued on
for a couple of hours. I did not like
the looks of the place. It was a story
an)J a half log houke, situated several
A PAPER FOR THE HOME CIRCLE
rods (JT the rood, and there was some
thing in the house and Us surroundings
which made mo hesitate to for hos
pitality. However, a July thunder
storm wan creeping up, covering the
whole west with darkness, and the
thunder was rolling and reverberating
from hill to hill as I knocked on the
casing of the open door. Toe voice of
a woman bade me enter. She was a
person at least forty years old, large
and muscular, and her countenance
was anything but piepnsessinp. It
wore a sullen, sulky expression,and the
gray eyes which sized me up had no
gleam of womanly kindness in them. 1
I explained that 1 was a tiaveler who
craved shelter from the storm, am' she
sullenly replied :
4 'You are welcome to sit down.'
'Five minutes later the rain was fall
ing in torrents, and it grew so dark
that the woman had to light a candle.
The cabin had but ono room below. In
this was a bed, bureau and other furni
ture, and the cooking was clone in a
I fireplace. At one end of the fireplace
a rough ladder led to the loft above.
The interior of the house was neither
inviting nor repelling, but I certainly
did not iiko the woman. It was all of
twenty minutes after I sat down before
she spoke another word, and then it
was to ask what my pack contained. 1
opened it in explanation, and told her
I was on my way to Knoxville to te
plenish my stock from goods ordered
shipped to that point. I presented her
with a common pair ol shears.and there
was a sudden change in her demeanor.
She became smiling and talkative, and,
as the storm showed no sign of abating
she began to prepare supper, and ob
served that I must not think of con
tinuing my journey before morning.
Where I asked 0110 question she asked
five. She wanted to know where I was
from, how much a stock of goods cost,
whom I knew at Knoxville,and a great
many other things. In return she told
me that she was a widow, had a son
twenty years old,who had gone to mill,
aud that they had a hard time to make
a living.
While the change in her demeanor
wa3 agreeable in one sense, I could not
get rid of the idea that the change was
forced. While her lips uttered pleas
ant words her eyes gave them the lie.
We had a fair supper, during which
she bore the burden of conversation,
and it was then seen that I must re
main through the night. While the
thunder had passed away, the rain fell
in a steady pour, and the night was as
black as tar. Sue said the storm would
delay her son, but that ho was certain
to be home before midnight. She clear
ed away the table, sat down with some
sewing, and asked me so many things
about the outside world that I knew
she had some time lived in better cir
cumstances and had been fairly well ed
ucated. She gradually led the conver
sation back to my vocation, and carc
lessV remarked as she bent over her
sewing :
4 'One in your business should go
well armed.'
4 'Perhaps some of them do,' I re
plied, 'though I have never seen occa
sion for weapons of any Bort.'
' 'lf you—you wanted to part with
your revolver perhaps my son would
buy it. He is very anxious to secure
such a weapon.'
'She did not dare to look mo in the
face,and her hands shook as she waited
for me to reply.
4 '.My reyolyer—ha !ha ! I'm afraid
no one would accept the walking stick
in the corner over there for a shooting
iron.'
4 'But you have a knife,' she persist
ed, making a great i ffort to raise her
eyes.
' 'Yes, this,' I answeted, as I exhib
ited a pocket knife.
4 Tnat ended the conversation in that
direction. Froinjthnl moment the wo
man seemed very busy with her
thoughts, and conversation lagged.
On two or three occasions when I ad
dressed her she started up in a nervous
way, and asked ine to tepeat the inter
rogation. At ten o'clock I signified
my desire to retire for the night. She
took a candle and ascended to the loft,
and I heard her pulling the bedster.d a
bout and tramping around. The floor
was of undressed and unmatched
boards, and the light of her candle
could be plainly made out. When she
came down she handed me the candle,
and hoped I would sleep soundly. As
was my invariable custom, I took ray
pack along with me, and climbed the
ladder to find myself in a long, low
room, lighted by a window at either
end. The bed was at the further end,
and the lower sash of the window was
up its full height. From the window
to the bed was a distance of about four
feet. Notwithstanding the rain, the
chamber was close and 'sultry, and for
this reason the woman had raised the
window, and for this reason I left it
up. I placed my pack on the foot of
the bed, blew out the light, and sat
dowu to think. The widow acted in
a suspicious manner, and yet there was
nothing, when 1 came to think it all
over, which really condemned her. 1
won't admit that I was a hit alarmed,
but 1 found myself trembling at some
unseen and umlelitied danger. It was
a cm ions position to be placed in—to
feel no fear, ai.d yet bo shaking as if
some tenor was upon you. I looked
out of the window, but the night was
so bl tck that I made out nothing. I
lighted a match and looked under the
bed, which had a valance around it,
but there was not eyen a box or basket
bidden away.
4 I think I sal by the window a full
hour before deciding to go to bed, and
then I simply pulled oil my coat and
boots and lay down on the outside, ful
ly determined to keep awake for a
couple of hours at least. 1 had a trusty
revolver with me, and I felt certain in
my own mind that anyone who attack
ed tne in an open manner would find
me a tough customer. There was no
moyement whatever from below. The
clock struck eleven soon after I got in
to lied. I WAS wide awako when it
struck twelve. I neyer felt less inclin
ed to sleep, but I had certainly dozed
oIT when a noise at the open window a
roused me. I listened until sure that
some one or something was there, and
then I swung my legs off the bed to
face around. As my feet touched the
floor a flash of lire aud a loud report,
and by the momentary light I saw the
head and shoulders of a man outside of
the window. I had my revolver in my
hand and the flash of his weapon had
scarcely passed away when I gave him
a bullet. I heard a fall outside, and as
I sprang to the window I felt the ends
of a ladder which had been raised. It
was only then that 1 know his bullet
had hit me in the calf of the leg.though
the excitement Kept the pain almost
subdued. I gave the ladder a heave and
heard it go crashing down and then
drew away from the window for fear of
being fired on. Just then the clock
struck one.
'There had been an attempt to mur
der me. Was the would be murderer
the widow's son? If not, the firing
must have aroused her, and she should
have called out. If so, had I killed
hiiu ? Would it be safe for me to go
down stairs ? Wouldn't the mother
secure the weapon and fire npon me as
I descended the ladder ? There was no
let up to the rain, nor did the darkness
break away. I decided to remain where
I was until daylight, providing I was
left undisturbed. From that tune un
til day broke I heard 110 sound to alarm
me. I sat in a chair, revolver in band,
and the pain from my wound making
me cringe; and if ever mortal man was
glad to see the darkness fade away it
was the person before you. The rain
ceased about half past two, but I made
no attempt to pet to the window and
look out until daylight was strong e
nough to enable me to see everything
plainly. The ladder way lying on the
ground, but nothing was to lie seen of
my midnight visitor. I took up my
pack and limped to the open trap
door in the floor, but no one was stir
ring. With a good deal of an effort I
descended to the ground floor, half ex
pecting to be attacked, but the house
was deserted and the back door open.
I washed and dressed my wound as
well as I could, helped myself to some
thing to eal, and--hobbled off down the
road until I reached a cabin, where a
mule and cart could be hired.
4 Whet did I do about the cold-blood
ed attempt to murder me? Nothing
at all. If I had made complaint 1
should have been detained for weeks or
months as a witness, and I could not
have sworn to the identity of the man
at the window, nor to any circumstan
ces that would haye convicted the wo
man. I gave out that it was an acci
dent, and though it was not a serious
wound, it gave me this limp for life.
Melancholy All Around.
Old Gent—And how is your father
John ?
John—He is dead, sir.
Old Gent—Dead i Dear me ! What
a pity ! And how is your mother ?
John—She is dead, too.
Old Gent—lndeed ! Dear me ! What
a pity, what a pity. But how is your
wife, John ?
John—She died last week, sir.
Old Gent—Why goodness rae—what
a pity ! And your mother in-law, how
is she ?
John—She is hearty, sir.
Old Gent (abstractly)— Dear rae,what
a pity ! — Detroit Free Press.
The National Game.
Young Man (to dealer in sporting
goods)— Have you base ball suits ?
Dealer—Oh, yes. sir. I can furnish
you with any tiling 3 T ou like in that
line.
Young Man—Well, you can get me
up a suit made of chilled steel with lit
tle sharp-pointed spikes sticking out all
over it
Dealer—But, my dear sir, you could
not play ball in such a suit as that.
Young man—Oh, I'm not a player;
I'm an umpire.
Terms, SI.OO per Year, in Advance.
The Astrologers Dupe.
A little old woman, gray-haired and
trembling, sat tt little while ago in the
back office of a Wall-street stock brok
er. Her gaze was fixed tut a wide black
board, where chalk figures showed the
drift of stock market quotations ; there
was no lustre in her eye ; her whole as
pect was that of one dumbfounded, bro
ken-hearted. Site had a sad story to tell
were there only spirit enough left to her
for a recital. A year ao she came to
this same brokerage offl.ie. Her uurse
was fat with b ink bills and she gave an
order for t lie purchase of 500 shares of
a stock which had been active a long
time. The broker advised her against
the purchase, and told her plainly that
ho had what ho believed excellent rea
sons for expecting a heavy decline in
the particular stock she had selected to
buy. llut she persisted in her deter
mination, declaring tliat she had infor
mation which could not be wrong that
the stock was bound to go up a good
deal very soon. She had her way, de
spite the counsels that plainly predict
ed the loss of her money. She left
$5,000 in cash as alO per cent. margin
to protect her interest and went iter
way with a calm confidence shown on
her countenance. 'I shall make a good
deal of money,' she said as she left, 'for
the information I have comes from the
very highest autho-ity.' The stock
perverselj declined forthwith, and each
day saw some traction clipped off of the
preceding day's quotation. Within a
month the original $5,000 margin had
dwindled down to SI,OOO, and the bro
ker was obliged to call for another de
posit from his customer to protect her
interest. She came down town with
the same self-satisfied smile, and with
the same expressions of confidence
produced her rounded purse again.
Four thousand dollars she left in the
broker's hands this time. 'The advance
I am told, has been unavoidably delay
ed a little while,' she said with a tone
full of assurance and faith, 'but it is
bound to come soon now, and I feel as
sure that my money is safe as if 1 had it
all in band awaiting orders.' This
was in response to further grave pre
dictions from the broker,who, by much
argument tried to convince her that
she was being misled. Another short
period elapsed ; and another enforced
call was made upon the sunny faced
old lady. .Tust a bare suspicion of dis
quiet was beginning to show itself, but
there was no backdown in her actioa.
Out came more money. And so a lit
tle latter did more still follow. Then
not long ago she came yet again ; now
she brought her bank book. She show
ed to the broker that a year ago it cred
ited her with deposits of SIB,OOO, of
which bat $2,500 remained ; and that
s2,soo—every penny of it, every penny
she possessed in the world—siie handed
oyer. She was not yet utterly down
cast. 'Hut yesterday,'she averred, '1
had my information repeated agaiu aud
the rise which I've waited for so long
is to come now right away.' Down
went the market, lower and lower
dropped the price of the expectant wo
man's 500 shares of stock, till that day
a little while ago when for the last she
came into Wall-street again, dropped
into an armchair before the quotation
board and gazed long and listlessly, as
one in a deep dream, confronting the
white figures that glared out at Iter
there like the eyes of so many demons.
All of her SIB,OOO was gone ; she had
only poverty left. Hut she was brave
still, and when her broker approached
Iter she rose with the grace of a woman
young and queenly and thanked him
for all his courtesies and the good ad
vice lie had wasted on her.
•Now, Madam, will you do me the
great favor of telling me from what
source you received the false informa
tion on which you relied so implicitly
and risked so much money ?' This was
the broker's question.
'Upon an astroiocrer.' This was her
amazing answer, and she named a man
whose 'card' is flaunted publicly in the
metropolis. There was a stupefied bro
ker, a broker who got mad. He didn't
say 'Fool !' but he looked it. The old
lady then talked freely. It was no new
thing, she said, for her to seek the ad
vice of this 'astrologer,' her husband
had done the same before and a score of
her friends, she said, had implicit con
fidence in the reyelations of the seer.
'l'll giye you $1,000,' said the broke r
hotly, 'if you'll promise me one thing.'
The old lady's lightening countenance
showed that he need haye no doubt of
the promise. 'Never come into Wall
street again and have no more to do
with this blanked scoundrel whose lies
have cost you so dearly.'
The promise was gladly exchanged
for the money, and the old lady went
her way. But this was not the only se
quel to this speculation. Three or four
days ago a dipper little fellow with a
face weazened around a pair of twink
ling adder eyes thrust himself into this
same brokerage office. He sought the
manager and said he wanted to buy
some stock on a margin. He had
brought a one-thousand-dollar note a
long to put up as the necessary deposit.
He was just ready to hand over his
money when of a sudden he looked into
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'.lie broker 'a face anil ej teulated, * Toil
have got tt bright eye ; may I draw this
hunk note across theui just for a sec
ond V The broker was astonished, but
to humor a customer, whom be sup
posed to be only in a jovial mood, lie
consented, and the bill blindfolded him
momentarily. The customer closed his
own eyes, withdrew the bll', and ejacu
lated its if to himself alone, 'Correct ;
Ierfectly correct !' lie deposited his
money, and was about to leave when
suddenly the broker, urged by a strange
suspicion, call:d liitn and said : "\ViU
you tell me why you weiit through that
performance of putting that bill over
my eyes ?' 'Certainly.certainly !' ejac
ulated the sallow fellow. 'Certainly ;
I was testing the in format ion I had. I
am an astrologer, and—'
'Are you th 6 man that sent Mrs. X
here to buy stock V
•Yes, oh yes I' and the adder-eyed
customer rubbed his hands ecstatically.
'Yes, oli yes ! I told her to come here.'
•You swindled her, you scoundrel.'
The broker's voice wasn't sweet to
listen to.and the astrologer looked more
than a little scared.
*W!y,I believe in the powers myself,'
he whined, 'or, of course, I wouldn't be
putting up my own money.' It was
only because there is a Police Coart in
this town that the fellow was not sum
marily kicked into the street. As it
was the broker contented himself with
saying: 'Your account will be closed
in thi9 office to-night. If there is any
thing due you you can have it at 3
o'clock. Get out of here now, quick.'
At 3 o'clock when the gentleman called
he found that something had run afoul
of the market during the day and his
200 shares of stock had fallen enough in
a couple of hours to wipe out every cent
of his SI,OOO margin. And I betray on
ly a little bit of confidence in saying
that the fellow wouldn't have been far
wrong if he had suspected that his own
broker was responsible himself for the
sudden decline, having hammered the
market and pacified his conscience
somewhat in remembrance of the duped
old lady whose fortune had gone at the
idle dictation of the arrant humbug
who now to some extent was doing
penance for her sorrow.
The Female Olerk.
There are 4,000 womea in the Gov.
ernraent department at Washington,
says a local correspondent, and many
of the best-looking and most intelli
gent ladies of the capital are so em
ployed. They come, as a rule, from
good families. Many of them are the
widows of noted Generals, the daugh
ters of ex-Governors and ex-Congress
men, and now and then you will find
the relative of a President or a Cabi
net Minister. Many of them have
travelled widely, and the great major
ity are educated and refined ladies.
They do all kinds of work,and receive
salaries ranging from $720 to SI,BOO
a year. As money counters they
are much more expert than men, and
the rapidity with which they can
count thousands upon thousands of
dollars without making a mistake
makes your brain whirl as you watch
them. These money counters get a
bout $75 a month, and th9y count
millions of dollars every month. At
one side of each one on the table lie
great piles of greenbacks, done into
packages as they come from the press.
lam speaking now of the Redemp
tion Bureau of the Treasury. These
bills are old and dirty. The strip of
paper around each package of 100
bills states where they came from,and
who counted them in the country.
The young lady takes this off, and
moistening her fingers with a wet
sponge in front of her, she counts the
bills like lightning, and, if the pack
age is not right, she reports so to tho
chief, and the banks from which the
bills come must stand the loss. The
girls seldom make a mistake, and if
they do so or pass a counterfeit with
out noting it, they must make the
m istake good, and the amount is ta
ken out of their salary. They can tell
however, a bad bill simply by feeling
it, and a bank cashier will make a
hundred mistakes where they make
one.
Not long ago one of these young
lady counters was engaged upon a lot
of SIOO notes. She bad been dropping
the scraps on the floor beside her in a
pile alter verifying the count. While
she was counting a package she would
lay this scrap, marked with the name
of the bank which sent it, on the table
beside her. At last she came to a
package that contained only ninety
nine notes, and on looking fcr the
scrap was terrified to find that it had
fallen among the others. She was
sure she knew the name of the bank,
but she could not prove it The bank
was notified and refused to acknowl
edge the mistake, and the poor girl
was forced to pay the SIOO.