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"They were taken from my room from my locked trunk the night of Dr. Bayard's dinner, the same night that his porte-monnaie and his beautiful amethyst set were stolen from Mr. Holmes. I did not tell any one at first, because of Mrs.

"They must be very hard conditions if we cannot agree to them," said Mrs. Liddell, taking out her porte-monnaie and putting the card into it. "This is indeed a Godsend, Katie, dear. I am thankful you had the pluck to attack the old lion in his den." "Lion! Hyena rather. Yet I cannot help feeling sorry for him.

I knew a man who had denied himself all but the bare necessaries of life to discharge debts into which another's fraud had plunged him, and whose sense of honor was so keen that when afflicted with chronic dyspepsia the morbid conscientiousness which is not an unusual mental symptom of that malady took the form of hunting up the owner of every pin he picked up from the floor, nor could he shake off a sense of criminality till he had found somebody who had lost one and restored it to him yet on being prescribed opium for his complaint, his nature, under its operation, suffered such an entire inversion that the libraries, and on several occasions even the pocket-books of his friends were not safe from him, his larcenies comprising some of the most valuable volumes on the shelf and sums varying between two and twenty dollars in the porte-monnaie.

They entered the office, and left with the editor this advertisement: "Lost. Between Prospect Park and Fulton Ferry, a porte-monnaie, marked 'Horace S. Clifford, containing thirty-five dollars. The finder will be suitably rewarded by leaving the same at No. , Cor. Fifth Ave. and Street."

The boys all rushed at once to explain. "Wait a minute," said she, "till I have given Grandma her gifts," and she produced successively from her basket four parcels. Sylvia's held another velvet porte-monnaie; Annie's contained a second of hand-painted kid, daisies on a black ground; and Amelia's was a third pocket-book of gray canvas with Russia leather corners and straps; while Mrs.

Katy screamed with delight as it was placed in her hands: "Oh, how lovely! how lovely!" she cried. "I'll keep it as long as I live and breathe." "If you do, it'll be the first time you ever kept anything for a week without breaking it," remarked Aunt Izzie. Next came a pretty purple pocket-book for Clover. It was just what she wanted, for she had lost her porte-monnaie.

"Yes," she said, mechanically, and put her hand in her pocket for her porte-monnaie, with a vague idea that she must pay him before she started. She uttered a low cry of dismay! Her pocket-book was missing! She searched more thoroughly, but it was not to be found. Her pocket had been picked. She turned a piteous face to the hackman.

Christmas morning the arrival began. The stocking of Grandpa's which Gerty had insisted on hanging to the knob of Grandma's door was full, and when she came down to breakfast she brought it with her still unsearched, that the family might enjoy her surprise. At the top a square parcel tied with blue ribbon was marked "from Gerty," and proved to be a little velvet porte-monnaie.

Madam pouts beautifully. "You have 'almost forgotten' it! Have you, indeed, sir?" "These trifles will escape us." May loses all her smiles, and her head sinks. I begin to laugh, taking an old porte-monnaie from my pocket. There is very little money in it, but a number of worn papers, my parole and others. I take one and open it. It contains a faded primrose. "Look!"

"I'll put it in my porte-monnaie, sir; my sister Prudy didn't bring hers." "What makes you talk so much, Dotty Dimple?" said Prudy, "that man has been making sport of us all the time." "Did he?" said Dotty, solemnly. "I'm 'stonished at grandma Parlin letting us sell rags! Wish this wheelbarrow was in the Stiftic Ocean."

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