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You Can Search Me by Hugh McHugh
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We were afraid we'd wake ourselves up.

When I reached home Clara J. started in to tell me what a
delightful time she had had at the New Rochelle theatre, and how
clever the magician was, and what a funny clown came out first and
smashed a real egg on the stage, but I begged off and went to bed.

I never slept so soundly in all my life.

Next day I handed the five thousand dollars to Uncle Peter, and he
complimented me so highly on my ability to save money that I nearly
swallowed my palate.

"I'm going to invest this carefully for you, John," he informed me.
"When we return from Europe you'll be surprised."

I don't know what powers of persuasion Bunch brought to bear on
Alice and Uncle William, but I do know that there was a hurried
wedding ceremony, and that a certain blushing bride and bashful
groom and a delighted old Uncle who answered roll call when you
yelled Bill Grey took passage that next Wednesday with us on the
Oceanic.

I was promenading the deck with Peaches and Uncle Peter after we
had been out two days when the old gentleman said, "John, aren't
you curious to know how I invested your money?"

"Not particularly," I answered with a laugh,

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