Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1858-12-04

"Thank him for nothing, !" said John, bitter
ly; but . glance at his wife removed the evil
spirit, and better one smiled out Of his eyes.
John, you can spare little money now to
have the cid shay fixed up, can't yo17 You
ought to, according to the will,' said Jenny
"But you could at least sell it for what the
repairs would cost" said Jenny in her win
ming way. -
"Yes, suppose could
Then I'd have il done, and bless me, I'd
keep it, too. You've got . good horse, and can
have the old shay made quite stylish for baby
and me to ride in. Shan't We shine ~
"Well, rll send it over to Hosmer's to-mor.
row, and see what he will do it for''
Look here! Mr.. Hosmer wants you to
come right over to the shopn' shouted the
carriage-maker's apprentice, at the top OF his
lungs; sold Deacon Joe there, an says he's
right down glad-golly, it's hundreds, and
hundreds, and hundreds, and hun"
Stop, boy what in the world does he mean,
in the cradle face downwards.
"My patience John, look at that child
precious darling I'm sure 1 don't know,
John; I'd 20 right over and see" said Jenny,
by snatches righting the baby, otis his fun,
suppose:
while John hurried on his coat and hat; ssmy
WleD
you come to see them ERE gold things and the
bills
This added wings to John Clarke's speed
and in moment be stood breathless in the old
coachmaker's shop
"Wish You joy, my fine Teller :" cried Dsa.
con Joe.
"Look here-what'n you take for that OLD
shay?" I'll give you four thousand dollars ~
cried the coachmaker, in great gles.
Rarr thouasnd or;ad LIZ
"Yes, jest look at it :. You're q rich man
sir, and BY George I'm glad Of il; you deserv,
| to be-"
The carriage-maker shook his hand heartily
What do you suppose were the costernation
delight, gratitude-the wild, wild joy that filled
the heart of Clarke, when he found the old sha,
| filled with gold and bank bills? mean tn,
cushions, the Innings, and every place wher,
| they could be placed without danger or injury
thieves never would have condescended to th,
| one-horse shay.
Five thousand five hundred dollars in all
| Poor John or rather. rich John his head wa
nearly turned. 1t required all the balance o
Jenny's equipoise of character to keep hi
extatic brain from spinning like humming
top, Now he could build two houses like th,
one his uncle had bequeathed to his red -heade,
cousin, who had wished him joy when the viii
was read-the dear old uncle! What penuip,
sorrow he felt as he thought of the many time
he had heaPed reproaches upon his memory?
| Imagine, if you can, dear reader the peculiar
feelings Of those kind friends who had prophe
sled that John Clark would come to grief A
first, Deacon Joe proposed to take the old sha,
just at it was-linings stripped. bit, of cloti
hanging-and upon a tin trumpet proclaim
the good tidiDgs to the whole town, taking es
pecial pains to stop before the house of Mr.
Spriggs, and blowing loud enough to drown al
the pianos in the universe; but that was vetoe,
| by Johns kind little wife
LA. they'll know of it soon enough" sh,
said, kissing the boy L" wouldn't hurt thei
feelings"
| They did know it, and few years after, whe,
John Clarke lived in big house they all votet
the old One-horse shsy.-Peterson' Maya .,ne