"

"I'm sorry," said the clerk. "If I had known the papers were in the old
coat I'd have looked through the pockets before I gave it to the tramp."

"Oh, it wasn't your fault," said Mr. Bunker quickly. "It was my own. I
should have remembered about the papers being in the coat. But do you know
who that tramp was, and where he went?"

"I never saw him before," replied Mr. Donlin, "and I haven't seen him
since. Maybe the police could find him."

"That's it! That's what we'll have to do!" cried Mr. Bunker. "I shall have
to send the police to find the old lumberman; not that he has done
anything wrong, but to get back my papers. He may keep the coat. Very
likely he hasn't even found the papers. Yes, I must tell the police!"

But before Mr. Bunker could do this in came the postman with the mail.
There were several letters for the real estate dealer, and when he saw one
he exclaimed:

"Ah, this is from Grandma Bell! We must see what she has to say!"

Daddy Bunker opened the letter, which was written to him by his wife's
mother--the children's grandmother--and when he had read a few lines, he
exclaimed:

"Oh, ho! Here is news indeed! Good news!"

"Oh, what is it?" asked Russ. "Did grandma tell you in the letter that the
tramp lumberman left your papers at her house?"




CHAPTER IV

FOURTH OF JULY


Daddy Bunker looked at his little boy and girl. And, on their part, Russ
and Rose looked at daddy. They were thinking of two things--the letter
from Grandma Bell and Mr. Bunker's real estate papers that the tramp
lumberman had carried off in the old coat. Russ and Rose didn't know much
about real estate--except that it meant houses and barns and fields and
city lots. And they didn't know much about valuable real estate papers,
but they did know their father was worried about something, and this made
them feel sad.

"Has grandma got your papers?" asked Russ again.

"Oh, no, little Whistler," answered Mr. Bunker with a laugh. "She doesn't
even know I have lost them."

"But

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Reverend Nehemiah Adams (born February 19, 1806; died October 6, 1878) was an American clergyman and writer. He was born in Salem, Massachusetts, in 1806 to Nehemiah Adams and Mehitabel Torrey Adams. He graduated from Harvard University in 1826, and from Andover Theological Seminary in 1829. He was ordained as co-pastor of First Congregational Church in Cambridge, Massachusetts, that same year. In 1832, he married Martha Hooper.

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