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Helping Himself

Creator: Alger, Horatio, 1832-1899
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"May I ask your name?" The lady hesitated a moment, then answered: "Mrs. Simpson." "Where do you live?" There was another slight hesitation. Then came the answer: "No.--Madison Avenue." Now Madison Avenue is a fashionable street, and the name produced an impression on the first clerk. "I think the pearls belong to the lady," he whispered. "I have some further questions to ask," returned the elder salesman, in a low voice. "Do you know this boy whom you charge with stealing your property?" "Yes," answered the lady, to Grant's exceeding surprise; "he is a poor boy whom I have employed to do errands."
The World English Bible (WEB): Genesis

Book 01 Genesis 001:001 In the beginning God{After "God," the Hebrew has the two letters "Aleph Tav" (the first and last letters of the Hebrew alphabet) as a grammatical marker.} created the heavens and the earth. 001:002 Now the earth was formless and empty. Darkness was on the surface of the deep. God's Spirit was hovering over the surface of the waters. 001:003 God said, "Let there be light," and there was light. 001:004 God saw the light, and saw that it was good. God divided the light from the darkness. 001:005 God called the light Day, and the darkness he called Night. There was evening and there was morning, one day. 001:006 God said, "Let there be an expanse in the middle of the waters, and let it divide the waters from the waters." 001:007 God made the expanse, and divided the waters which were under the expanse from the waters which were above the expanse; and it was so. 001:008 God called the expanse sky. There was evening and there was morning, a second day. 001:009 God said, "Let the waters under the sky be gathered together to one place, and let the dry land appear;" and it was so.
"Has he had the run of your house?" "Yes, that's the way of it. He must have managed to find his way to the second floor, and opened the bureau drawer where I kept the pearls." "What have you to say to this?" asked the elder salesman. "Please ask the lady my name," suggested Grant. "Don't you know your own name?" demanded the lady, sharply. "Yes, but I don't think you do." "Can you answer the boy's question, Mrs. Simpson?" "Of course I can. His name is John Cavanaugh, and the very suit he has on I gave him." Grant was thunderstruck at the lady's brazen front. She was outwardly a fine lady, but he began to suspect that she was an impostor. "I am getting tired of this," said the so-called Mrs. Simpson, impatiently. "Will you, or will you not, restore my pearls?" "When we are satisfied that they belong to you, madam," said the elder