Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, W.T. [i.e. Wis.]) 1843-1844, 1843-08-19
LANCASTER, CIV. T9 SATURDAY, AUGUST 49, 1913.

come to borrow SEINE meal you can get her cup
full" added the mother as the knock was repeated
moie Justify than before.
Up rose David Baird, and thinking of the
apothecary's bill, opened the door reluctantly.
"Are you David Baird :" asked the letter car
rer, who had knocked.
Il am" said David. "This, then, is for you
and there are twenty-five pence TO pay Oh it, said
the man holding forth large letter.
1T is a sumn,ons.' cried the wife in dismay
" for what is David Baird summoned!n and she
rushed TO the door with the baby j, her arms.
cit is not for me-. said David, half glad to get
rid ofhs liability 10 pay the two aad twenty pence
But are you not David Baird, the weaser!"
81 am" said David.
"Then," continued the letter carrier, "pay
me the twenty-five pence, and if it is not right
they will return you the money at the post otice.'
"Twenty-two pence!" repeated David, asha.
med to confess his poverty.
"One shilling ten psnce!" said the wife; "we
have not so much money by us, good man."
"Light candles said the letter carrier, burst.
ing int the house, " and hunt up what you have.'
David was pushed to the extremity. "We have
none," said he, "we have no money to buy a
candler'
Lord bless me'' said the letter carrier, and
gave David, the younger, four pence to fetch half
pound of candles. David and his wife knew moi
what to think, and the letter man shook the we,
from his hat. In a few moments the candles came,
and the letter was put into David's hand.
"Open it,, can't youl said The letter man.
ais it for me?" inquired David again.
sit is" replied the other, mpatenty; "wha'
fuss is here about opening letter. ~
what is this?" exclaimed David, taking Out
bill for one hundred pounds.
co." sighed the wife, " if after all il should
not be for US! But read the letter, David" and
David read it,
"Sm-You, David Baird, the weaver Of -
and SON of the late David Baird, Of Marden-on-
Wear, lineal descendant of Sir David Baird, o.
Monkshaughton Castle, County of York, and sole
heir of SiyPeter Baird, of Moukshaugmon, alore'
said, lately deceased, requested TO meet Mr.
Dennis, solicitor, at York, as soon after the recep
Of this as possible 1t will be necessary for you
bring your family with you; and TO cover travelling
expenses, you will receive enclosed one hundred
pounds, payable at sight.
+" | have the honor 10 be, sir, your humble ser
want, J. SMITH for Mr.. DENNIS"
" Sure enough" said David, David Baird, o.
Marden- on Year, was my father"
80, O, o." chuckled out little David, as he
hoped about behind the group,"a hundred pounds
and castle."
T" Heaven be praised." CALCULATED the wife,
while she Rugged the baby in her arms.
4" And,'' continued David, "the great Sir Da-
vid Baird was our ancestor, but we never looked
for any thing from that quarter"
"Then the letter is for you!" asked the man.
"It is. Please Heaven TO make us thankful fo
it," said David, seriously; "bu','' hesitated he
+" you want that moneys?
'sNo," said the letter carrier, going out, N
call for that Tomorrow"
" Bolt the door after the man; this money re
qures safe keeping.'
"Mend the fire - said the mother; and her sor
David put on a shovel full of Goals and stirred W
the ashes.
Skis he, my childrenr' exclaimed the father
with emotion; kiss me, and tless God, for W.
shall never want bread again.'
=. Is the house OH fire 20 screamed Mary, at ,ht
top of the stairs, Sc for there is such blaze"
ave are burning mould candle !" said judith
Sand such big fre.'
"Come here, Mary" said the father; and Mary
slipped down stairs, wrapped in an old cloak.
"Father's rich man. we're all rch--anG shall
live in grand castle.'' laughed out young David
| We shall have coats, and blankets, and stock
ings and shoes' cried little joey, all alert, YET
still remembering his frost-bitten feet
"We shall have plumb pudding, and beef ~
said Susan.
eve shall have rice pudding every day" cri-
ed Neddy.
David Baird was again distracted; but how diff
feren, were his feelings; he could have done a
thousand extravagant thin gs-he could have laugh
ed, cried, sung, eaped about, nay, rolled on the
floor Tor JOY; bat he did none of these--he sci
calm and looked almost grave. At length he said,
I" wife, send Inc children to bed, and let US talk
over this good fortune together"
| "You shall have your Sunday clothes on to-mor-
row, :" said the happy mother, as she sent them up
stairs. To bed they went, and after while laugh
ed themselves to steep. The father aud mother
wep, and smiled by turns, but did not sleep that
night.