The Corner House Girls' Odd Find / Where they made it, and What the Strange Discovery led to

my Pinkney's house that afternoon and they ran

. "I'm int'rested because he's going to be a pirate,

octor, getting briskly into his automobile. "You're quite near enough to

, "has Sammy scarlet fev

y he had. And you children must stay away from there. It's bad enough to

She went back into the house very

"what is a epidermis? Dr.

your nose,' Dot," said Agne

re lookin' object," said the housekeeper, "f

lared, with disgust. "Dot! you

ibility of such a complication of diseases. "Has he got scarlet

grave and her eyes suspiciously red; but she pulled her veil down

oing, Ruthie?" a

out on an errand

ried the smallest

Ruth, quietly. "I can'

ld bear to see her little sister with a frown. "Let us go upstairs

now. Bonnie-Betty's broken her arm and it's in splints. And you know Ann Eliza and Eliza A

l. "If they need a quarantine anywhere I

o mood for laughter herself. Since she and her sisters had come t

disappearance of the old album. The next to the oldest Corner House girl had note

age there was a narrow lane called Willow Wythe, which ran back, in a sort of L-sha

om Mr. Murphy's yard; and Agnes had been known to come and go by the same route. It was several

s pig had served as an introduction between Neale and the cobbler. Mr. Murphy always thought a good deal of his pig. Later he thought so much

ye than to a pig, afther all-though there's much t

Neale have his chance for an education; and he was willing to pay the boy's expenses while he went to

he broken footgear of all the neighbors, ever ready for a bit of gossip, yet exuding a kindl

st of us, that it behooves the most of us to take care how we speak ill

Irishman's greeting as she pushed inward the door of his shop which was in wha

Neale, Mr. Murphy," said Ruth, sit

ld ye, I'd like to l'

o idea wher

thinkin' of goin' till he walked downstairs, wid t

thing about whe

a wor

long he w

a wor

is the strangest thing! How could he ac

kin see you are troubled in yours. Kin ol

utter. "I am dreadfully anxious about

his age. He'll get int

ee him. Agnes let Neale take something we found in our garret, on Christmas Eve, and-and-well

t?" observed Mr. Murphy,

elieve so," replied R

s the cobbler's

Mr. Murphy. Oh! it doesn't seem possible that Neale would

istmas Eve, ye say?" wa

t him have it-yes," sa

have brought in an elephant for all I'd knowed about it afther I got to sleep," declared the cobbler, shaking his head. "Old Murphy-us himself, him as was

his room," Ruth said,

book,

ir. Have yo

d look for ut this instant," M

s the outside of the volume appeared. She devoutl

self to be responsible for the safety of the book and its contents. How it came in the garret, why it was hidden there, and who now had the fi

n; yet he had the treasure trove in his possession last, a

ame downstairs again,

he said. "But here's the enve

that certainly was not used to holding a pen. The scar

ew whether to bring it here,

to take this," R

wn ter ye," said Mr. Murphy, t

could have put that book of

. Would he be takin' i

e?" gasped Ruth.

I see it's few of his clo'es he took, by the same token, for t

d was scarcely able to thank Mr. Murphy. She had to

iended and helped and trusted! Un

l Sorber, or being beholden to him in any way. Neale worked hard-very hard indeed

mething besides a circus performer. To the mind of the old circus man it was an honor to be connected with such an aggregation as T

why should she not believe that seeing a chance to obtain a great sum of money with no effort at

must have lain long in the garret of the old Corner House. If on

ollar bill. At the same moment another banknote fe

Mr. Howbridge gave me when he went away

er one; but it never entered Ruth's mind that she mi

least of all Agnes-regarding the missing album. It might be, of course, that Neale O'Neil had only hidden away the old book unt

only at home! That was the bur

unger children. Upstairs Agnes was at her dresser putting the fi

ter put down her purse and likewise the t

h. "I must have brou

g up the paper. Then in a moment she cried: "Why! it's addressed to

e thinks that the letter that came in this envelop

his uncle," said Agnes. "How Neal

s uncle's writ

esn't write at all. Don't you remember? That's why he thinks it so foolish for

f the old album with Neale's sudden flight from Milton. The bonds and banknotes pasted into the big volu

oo," she said. "Then we could have learn

e this letter was mailed. Seems to me somebody sa

and was almost in dreamland-in that state 'twixt waking and sleeping when the happenings of

whispered shrilly in the darkness. "That's where Mr. H

otten all about the matter. So the coincidence