There stood two houses. In one lived an old miser. A family came to live in the empty house next door, a man, a woman and three children. The children tried to make friends with the old man, but failed. One day the woman told her husband it would be their wedding anniversary on Sunday. Then a thought came to him; he would buy her a new dress. That night the man saw a crack in the wall. Looking through he saw the old miser lock his money in the cupboard. The miser was asleep as Dan came into the room and took from the hoard of gold. The anniversary was Sunday and the woman came down to light the fire. On the chair was the dress. The miser, counting his gold, found that some was missing. He hastened to the sheriff. Back at the house they searched for signs of the thief. Through the window the miser saw the family returning from church and the woman wearing the new dress. A few moments later he was in the house next door with the sheriff. The woman looking at the miser remembered a day long past when her brother set forth from his home to make a name. And as she looked at him the miser remembered a pretty little sister. The family sat down to the anniversary dinner.