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but the Dares heard that he was not
at home. About a month later there
was a- grand scare for Minna.
She was chatting with Mrs. Rush,
the wife of the former, marshal, when
the letter carrier handed her a' pack
age across the garden gate. It was
directed to her husband, long, round,
a and wrapped in heavy manila paper.
"Mrs. Dare," spoke herneighbor
abruptly, "I don't like the looks of
that package. '
"Why, what iio you, mean?" In
quired Minna in surprise.
"Just what X say. It makes me
shudder, for it causes me, to think
pfthe time when my husband was
-marshal. He had driven a bad crowd
from town and one morning we
found just such a queer-looking par
eel as that under'the door sten. It
had a naif -burned-out fuse on it My
husband took it to the town hall. It
was a bomb, an infernal machine
, Minna littered- a-sharp scream and
1 - made a movement as if io throw the
. package into the street
I "For mercy's sake don't drop it!"
warned he ragitated. visitor. "Don't
you know it goes off by concussion
and may blow us all to pieces?"
"O-oh! Whatever shall' I do with
it?" shivered Minna.
"Put it on the window sill on the
porch," advised Mrs. Rush. "Care
fully, now. Your husband will be,
home soon to dinner and -he will at
tend to it" .
The neighbor left and Minna sat
on the lowest step of .the porch with
many a shuddering glance at the
, mysterious package. Baby was
asleep in the hammock at the other
end of the porch. Minna got so anx-
(M ious that she went down to the gate
looking longingly down the street
, "Oh, there he ..is at last!" she ex-
claimed joyfully and hurried Mown
the street to meet her husband
"Why, Minna, you look all : dis
turbed," spoke Albion as her trem
' bling hand rented on his arm rfnd he
noted the unusual jailor on her face..
"I am nearly frightened to death-,"
confessed Minna. "Oh, Albion! I -fear
your being" marshal is going to cost
you enemies and danger."
"Why, how is that, little woman?"
"Some one, maybe the friends of
Knifer Dodd, lias sent you a bomb
through the mail!" and Minna flut
teringly. described the arrival of the
Tin! We'll look into this' said Al
bion. "Where did you say you,
placed it" '
''On the window sill Albion!"
fairly screamed Minna. "It's gone!"
"Why, that is strange," .comment
ed Albion, as both reached the porch.'
Thump thump thump! theeyes
of, both were turned to the fat end
of the porch. Baby, it seemed, had
awakened. , Baby had left the ham
mock. aby sat pounding some
thing on the floor of the porch which
he applied to his mouth and pounded
some more. ' '
"Albion!" shrieked Mrs. Dare, "It's ,
the dynamite. Oh, get it. Oh! he's
been .-eating It .and it may kill him.
Oh! oh! oh! and in a hysterical fit
poor Minna sank into the nearest
She refused to her natural self -to
find -her husband laughing until he
shook all over. He had the baby in
his arms and baby waB crowing loud
ly. In 'his little hand he held the
dreaded "dynamite stick." Its bat
tered end, the result of the pounding
on the pprch floor, nad been stripped
down an inch or two by papa and
upon it yqung Norman was feasting.
"Why!"gulped Minna staring, "it's
candy!" , r ,
The big red and white striped stick
diffused a distinct odor of pepper
mint The stick was sijc times the
diameter of the ordinary one-center.'
Albion took it from baby's grasp and
stripped on tne rest 01 its manila
covering. As he did sq he-brought to
-light- strTp of letter paper.
"ATom uncie en," ne aavisea.
"Note says, Biggest stick of candy i