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The Thief h the Putty.
BY emu P. BRIGKAX.
George and Julia were quite alone in the
house. It wu a handsome modern house in
the midst of beautiful grounds, and the taste
and elegance everywhere visible evinced lav-
ish expenditure.
Mr. SeIgrlve had been a highly successful
merchant, and this was the summer mi
deuce of the family in a delightful subur»
bln town near New York.
My story opens one fine invigorating Sep-
tember afternoon Mr. and Mrs. Scngrnve
and Uncle Philip had ridden over to the
cit; to witness the selling of a fine new
ship, in which Mr. Sengrave had a large in-
terest. Julia had been snflering all the
morning with a severe headache, and it was
thought best for her to remain at home; and
George, who was extremely fond of his only
sister. notwithstanding his teasing propensi.
tied, kindly otfcred to stay with her. Bridget
and Kate had gone to visit the neighboring
servants, so that George and Julia were left
alone.
It sometimes occurs to boys and girls, as
well as to grown people, that their imagina-
tions get strangely awakened and excited
with the consciousness of being the sole 0c.
cupants of a large house, and loneliness and
desolation creep icily over them, followed
by absolute fear.
The afternoon was far spent, and the twi.
light shadows were deepening and lengthen-
ing. Neither their parents nor the servants
had returned, and Julia was ready to catch
terror from the most trivial cause
“ What’s that 3" she cried, with wide~stzu~
ing eyes. “ Did you hear that noise 1’" i
“ No, I didn‘t hear anything," quietly an-
swered her brother George at the window.
“I did! I’m sure I did,lnd it sounded
jolt m lone one ”all; l door."
"Fudge! there isn’t any one. Girls are
always seeing sights lnd hearing noises.
I’m glad I’m not a girl."
“But you like to play with girls, even if
you pretend not to like them,” returned
Julia with spirit.
“Play!” retorted George, impatiently; “ I
talk to them sometimes, and it's fun to tease
them: but I don't play.“
“ Well, I‘m glad I‘m not a boy.
so rough l" rejoined little Julia.
Just then a sound—something like the
creaking of a door on its hinges—came up
feehly, but distinctly, from the basement
below.
“ There it is again ! I told you so,"
claimed Julia, excitedly.
” Keep still I don‘t talk! hark Y” whispered
George, in a. commanding tone, as he sprang
to his feet and stood silent and motionless as
a statue, with his held inclined slightly for-
ward, and ears eagerly strained to catch
every sound.
But 3 deep silence pervaded the house.
Even the canary, which had been filling the
air with is sweet cheery music, and the
chattering parrot on the piazza, were quiet.
“ What do you suppose it was?" inquired
Julia, recovering somewhat her composure.
“ May be puss, or perhaps a dog shut in
somewhere,” wishing to dispel h‘I sister's
felre.
“ O, dear, there it '5 again! We shall be
robbed or murdered? cried Julia, turning
palelnd tremblingin every limb. “I will
father and mother would come. Something
always happens when they go away.”
“There’s no danger. Anoise won'thurt
you. I’ll takeclreof you. Don'tbefrlght.
erred, dent,“ said George, soothingly and
Boys are
OK-
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Jib, the tells starting into her mild blue
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his prisoner. The next moment there was
a quick rattling of the latch by some one in
theplatry; then no further resistance was
okra].
Having thus secured his prisoner, George
hurrlld'blck to the library to his terror—
stricken sister.
“ Back lgain all right,” he said, cheerily,
taking her hand, “ and father and mother
and Uncle Philip will come soon.”
“ There they are now, " glancing out of
the window.
In an instant both were running like two
wins uni-se- -
“ What's happened?" was the anxious in-
quiry of every one on beholding them—
what’s the meter ?"
“ We‘ve been frightened almost to death,"
answered Julia. “ There is a robber in the
house".
“ There is some one in the pantry," said
George, resolutely. “ We heard I no'ue. and
I went down and shut the door; and some
one is locked in with that spring-latch."
The curing; had now reached the house.
Uncle Philip got his revolver, and held it
ready for use Mr. Selgravc lifted his
heavydrelded cane, and John, the coach-
man, ran to the shed and armed himself
with a huge stick. They then went to the
kitchen, Mr. Seagruvc leading the way to
the pantry.
Mr. Seagrave suddenly opened the dent,
and all were surprised to behold only a
ragtred, poverty-pinched boy, younger and
considerably smaller than George. A half
finished slice of bread and anearly empty
pie plate pllinly revelled that the sole ob<
)ect of the juvenile robber was food, and
that he had been feasting at his leisure.
“ What are you doing here, you young
rascal l“ sternly asked Mr.Seangv3,1ts he
stepped in and pulled him out by the collar.
There was no answer. The boy covered
his face with both hands, to hide his shame
and confusion.
“ What did you come here 'forr" again
demanded Mr. Slag-rave, in l louder tone.
Still no answer; but tears like huge min~
drops trickled down his thin cheeks
“ You are young for a thief. You are on
the broad rond to ruin, and if you don’t
stop, you‘ll get into the state's prison. Do
you know ii ‘1"
“ Shall I have to go to prison 1'" asked the
sobbing boy. (J, dear! Mother! mother!
What will become of her?"
" What is your name?“ kindly inquired
Mrs. Selgmve, who, upon learning that the
author of the excitement was only a rugged
boy, had come down to see him.
“ Peter Gillis," he replied, trembling in
every limb. “ I know it was wrong, but, 0,
I was so hungry! How my poor mother
will feel!" the tears falling thick and fast.
" Then you have a mother Y" said Mrs.
Selgnve.
“ Yes, ma’lm, a mother and a little sister,
but no father. He was killed on the rail-
r0ld. O, dear, I‘m so sorry! I knew it was
wrong; but I was so hungry l"
Mr. and Mrs. Sengrave pitied his distress.
His answers had been straightforward and
without any attempt at concealment, either
of his name or ofi‘cnce.
“ Shall I go to prison for stealing ‘3“ he in-
quired, looking anxiously into Mr. Sea-
gravc‘s face.
“ Peter," answered Mr. Seagmve, evasive-
y “ you look like a good honest boy—not
like a common street vagrant. I want you
to tell me the exact truth, and hide nothing,
how it happened you came here. I won‘t
be hard with you," enmrlglngly.
Peter's lyll dropped, and in a hesitating,
luW voice, he said—
“ We are very poor. Since father died, it
has been hard work for mother to getalong.
The town helps her some, but ‘tiln‘t enough
since she‘s been sick KIto's too little to do
anything, and since the mill stopped I
haven't bud any work, and—and 1—"
Here Peter penned a moment in distress
and confusion.
“And you were tempwd to steal 2'” said
Mr. Selgrave.
“ I knew it was wrong.
I__n
“ How did you get into the house 1' Every
door was locked,“ slid George
“ l didn’t mean to,” aid Peter. “ I come
tothedoorto ask for llittletoodtocsrry
tomotherlld Kate It lberlhadheenlny
one in the. kitchen, lld if the window had
not been left open, I shouldn’t hove got in.
I’m so sorry !"
“ How did you know there was food in
the plntry, and how to get there?" inquired
Mr. Selgrlvc pleasantly.
“ I knocked, and there didn‘t anybody
come. Then I looked In at this window, to
acewbolcould see; but there wm'taoy
another-e. Itwasopmlfltdqandl
crlwled imbalance :1 could lecollshllh
there," printing to the pantry, “ there was
suchnicecakclnd breldmonlnygood
ml How mother would feel if she
knew I‘d been atoning. "’
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At a very early hour the next “mug.
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iwork. rum“ had a smalljpmcenf
land adjoining Ids house, filled with choice
trees, and somia of them were buried with
fnfl. To aisle! John in gathering the apv,
plea and pgars was mgn duty izned him.
John, the' W311 ener, .was a
very favorably disposed towards the new
comer He we; a man of gStrict. iritégrity,
and with a sense of justice,ao
as were his Muslims cgainatl’eter, when he
behold him Quick and faithful in the execu-
tion (if his coinmlnde, his closely- knitted
brows begun to relax very perceptibly'
"w thlt fellow a We Kahunay
it. 1!. lnybody can make anymiug out of
him. it’s these Seagraves," was his mental
ejaculation. “After all, anybody might
stelf; if‘ cold and hungry; u’i’rd ”he really
looks as if he wanted to be bonnet. "
When Peter’s day‘s work was over, John
handed him fifty cents, which Mr. Sepgrnvc
had given him.
Peter drew back.
“I can't take any pay for today's work."
he said decidedly ”(rive it back to Mr.
Bengt-ave to pay for what I took from the
pantry last night. I want to be all square
with him."
" As you please," said John, kindly.
“ You've worked with sense, and helped me
finely. You may come tomorrow.”
Peter started for home with a bounding
heart, and a light, elastic step. It had been
a glad day {or him. He did not expect to
find it so easy to please John, and he \Viu
gratified with his commendation.
Mrs. Seagmvo had given him :1 large
basket of nice food for his mother and
Kate.
A gleam as of sunshine was streaming in
lovingly over the darkness of his life of
poverty and want.
" A day‘s work,” he thought,
all square with Mr. Seagravc."
110 could now look him fairly in the face,
and a proud self-respect begun to animate
him. \V’licu John returned the fifty cents to
Mr. Scugrnvc. and explained why Peter
had refused to receive it ; he did not wish
to take it, but upon reflection, he decided
to let Peter have his own way. He was a
conscientious man, and he knew it would
give Peter pleasure to feel “ ho had mudc all
square" wlth him, as he Was an anxious to
do; but he resolved to make it up to him
in some other way.
September went out, and October came in,
full of richness 11ml glory. The factory
had started up, the operatives wcrv wanted,
and good pay was offered.
The season had come for the Seagmvc
family to return to their city home; and us
Mr. Scngrave did not need him longer,
Peter returned to the factory.
A new existence seemed suddenly to have
dawned upon him. Mr. Seagnre gave him
encouraglment and win counsel as told:
future. Said ho-
“Puter, what the boy is, the man after
wards becomes. If you start right. with
good resolutions to make the best use d!"
every opportunity within your reach; if you
are scrupulously honest and faithful to the
interests of your employers, and true to the
convictions of conscience, you will make
life a sitcom. I am your friend; und if the
time happens again that you are out of
work, apply to me.”
Mr. Seagrave gave Peter not only kind
Words of advice, but :1 good suit of clothes
for church and the Sunday school. George
also presented him with a number of his
Docks, and Mrs. Seagmve and Julia pro-
“ will make
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vided for the wants of Mrs. Gillie and
Kate.
The days and weeks flew by. Mrs. Gillis’
health began rapidly to improve, and enable
her to take in pewing once more. With
strict economy and industry, they managed
to live very comfortably; and the years
rolled on. My story is nearly told, and
there is much of truth in it. Peter Gillie
isa man now—a valuable citizen, honest,
enterprising, and philanthropic. But what
steps has he risen from rue and 99x-
erty. and from hunger so stinging as to
force him into theft even? He has climbed
mountains of difficulties by no magic ladder.
By hard and patient toil; by his own untir
ing energy, industry, lnd strict intqgnw,
by shunning resolutely evil associates, and
by glelning information from every book
and opportunity within his reach, he has at-
tained his pres;nt position.
There are hundreds of boys probed npd
tempted as surely as was Peter Gillimwhc
can. like him, become loved and respected
by all who know them.
There are boys in evcv town and, vlllage,
all up and down onr lend, who}; lives are;
adverse circumstances, who could he cps
might become valuable “19th of society,
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The lights go out in cottage homes.
The labor: of the dlytime cease ;
Abroad tucking of slumber-a roams,
And in this moi We and Peace".
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The tailor lived on the second floor, and
did his best to make n 111 in" for his wife
and four children."
Down stairs the small tobacconlst lived in
a still; of perpetual anxiety about the tailor’s
rent, which he geilcrally gave up piecemeal
end with groans as people give up their
teeth, not because he did not wish to pay all
his bills, but because of a shortness of funds
common to many people
1 p in the attic lived the single ledger, of
whom no one knew any thing. His ulme
was Smith; but what did that tell, when it
was so common? He was lean and had‘hol-
low cheeks and anxious eyes. What his
business was, or if he had any no one knew.
Perhaps he wore linen, only no sign of it
wan perceptible “'6 may alas hope that he
wore stockings. The poor apothecary of
Romeo and Juliet put the tobacconist in
mind of his attic lodge, when, inn lug been
prmented with tickets by a theatricallodger
he went to spend an evening with Shaken
pearl.
“ lie nin 't llkciu his fm‘, though, ” said
Mrs. Tobacoonist, his clothes fit too good,
that s all
it w as an acute icumrk, Mr. Smith’s
clothes (lid fit him ‘ too Woodfi inasmuch as
they were :1 few sizes too small for him. As
for business he seemed to have none. At.
noon ht went out for a loaf of bread and a
pitcher of hen Aficr own 0 oclock he
dillppcared until midnight, u hen he lethim
self in with a hitch-key and Went to bed
without A candle.
“ And for all he told anyone abtmt him-
self," said the tobacconist’s wife, “ he might
have boom :1 ghost."
“ But lidgdvil $399500. said the tuilor‘ 3
wife. to whomlwalwus mid Excuse me,
uut‘am," when he found her atlnp on the
stair-cone, in l puddle of soap and wucr,
which always made the blackbwds blacker
than before, and w as obli'red to wade through
the flood with bread and beer. Andtlw tli-
lor‘s wife, kilo lud lived pt Wilbur
youth even ventured to hint to her husband
that she thought fir“. M111 was I gentle
’m'an. However this fancy the tailor crush-
ed with accrue, “Gentlemen don‘t wear any
such (mm as that Sally."
Poor little tailor he sat cross~leirged on
his board ind stitched and measured men
by their coats. If he had measured or even
mended more coals, it would have been bet-
tei for him and his brood. Times seemed
to grow worse custom less, the money hard-
er to get. \‘i hen the little man reld in his
morning‘s paper of men who had shot them~
selves, or taken loudaaum. he wondered
whether they had four children withdrew
appetites. and a pmlplct of having nothing
to: them to eat some the No: that he
thought of killing himself: bmidm, blind
been told by his clergyman that suicide was
wicked, but he couldn’t help thinking. And
that civil‘flbdgfi ‘lfi 'lllG‘itffi“lfdw did he
fire? On? rilglit when Sully who by; been
mending“ 9nd wishing allllffui ‘
parchlifg Wilder-3
was ‘éeououfldfly
mg a lost 6? Md fit ‘tbe stove even; the
heafi’hheibdger coins in; he went up stairs
and piled the llo'iii-f" He came out in the
entry and creaked on the stiilrs. He seemed
Isrcstlesans a caged tigefi‘ li‘ld he ’11de
haved mummies“ or re-
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of his hallma-
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member with 1:8“?de we mete, all I ‘
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said nothing. The wife, womanlike, __
her-word. 3.1m: . .5... , 1‘
“ Where shall are 5921’ m.m¢. “ Wow
haven’tapenn,in p.531
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the landlord, “Goth“ I 'géfyouddtof mr -.
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rooms. I want Mint-honest people ”
“ We ’reuntortunate,’rbut'wenewm meal
to be dishonest,” cried thefwife.
Then the husband, in an angry tone. hid
her hold her tongue.
“It’s all the same, ” he said, “ we'll go to-
morrow. And now you go, Mr. Landlo
Then they were left chine, bemoanilg
their hard fate. There was absolutely noth-
ing to' eat in me home
Sally looked at her emptyionfblrrellud
at he: wretched family, old burstiuo team
“ It 5 no use trying 3:13.101:ng " should.
“ If the Log-d would only take us That' s all
I ask. "
“ She put the children to bed, and sat
down upon a chair, drawn by force of habit
to the hearth of the empty stove. Her hus-
band, betw een pain and“ anxiety, was less;
sane than a madman. He pawd theflocr
like a tiger, talking to himself. The bit of
tallow candle burnt low , the bmwlnd
rattled the casement, the rail belt. lgtinstit.
" We shallhe out in all that tomorrow,"
said the man. “ W e ‘11 have no pllccto hide
our hands. We've not got a. friend in the
world "
“ \Ve‘ vc got one friend, I hope," said the
wife
“ Who is be I" asked the tailor.
‘God," said the women. “may be he' ll
find a way to help us. We 11: iv en ‘t been very‘
bad, Slm."
“Bette than us have starved before new, "
said the tailor. ‘ We haven‘ t any plrticnlar
right to expect miracles, that I know of.
Hark ' what’ a that l"
" A knock, " said his wife and trembling
lest her landlord should have returned open-
ed the door.
figure of the lodger' in the attic.
“ He 5 come for bread, " thought the wo-
man, and amidst her own trouble she griev-
ed over the thought of refusing his appeal.
He made none, however
This is what he said:
“ Madam, a while Igo I took the liberty
of asking you for bread, allow me to return
the loaf with thanks. "
Soho vanished. A whole trialled lay
in the woman' s hands. She curled it in _
“ This is more than I explmd bro—night,"
she said. “ You eeeGod is good.".
She. lifted Mel-dies!” I little; The
light flared up.
“ Now, mother," crwd a child's voice
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