The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, 1858-07-29
STROUDSBURG, MONROE COUNTY, PA. JULY 20, 1858.
kind neighbor's house.

kind neighbor's house.
%, can tell you. pa replied Willy
1T must have been the OLD mans pipe, fo
when he went out to the barn | saw hin
smoking. So | suppose he ran away
when the fire first broke out, for fear yol
should lay it to him.
so much for taking vagabonds into
your barn. thought Mr.. Ashton, who
was one OF the company, but be did not
feel just then, like saying it.
Next day, l believe, every man, woman
and child, in the village, turned out to
see the ruins. As they stood looking at
the suouldering heap, the murmur wen,
round, that such nan should meet with
such a calamityp
'He has always been helping u.s. said
one, 'apd now it's our turn to help him
Come, let's show that We hav'nt forgot
ten old scores
The suggestion took in a momeDt, and
a subscription was opened on the spot
For want of paper and pencil they took
a piece of clean, smooth board, and bit
of newly made charcoal. 1t was handed
round, and iu few moments every name
was down. Enough was subscribed in
money, labor, and materials, to rebuild
the house. To work they went forth
with. II the former house went up in a
hurry, this went up still quicker. In a
very short time. new house and barn
were completed, exactly like the first.
[ shall never forget the day the Mays
took possession. As the men of the village
had built the house, the women and chill
dren determined to furnish it. All day
the presents were pouring in. Mrs. Viii.
kins and Mrs. Ashton and a few of the
first ladies, furnished the heaviest articles,
for the parlor and chant bers. while the
farmers wives filed up the kitchen, pan
try, and cellar. One brought tub Of
nice butter, another couple of fine chez
ses. One old lady brought dozen pair.
of nice woolen stockings which she had
sat up nights to knit since the fire.
Among the rest, came Rosy Lynwan,
Willy's favorite playmate, sweet little
girl about six years old. She had some
thing wrapped up in her apron. When
she came in, Willy, who had been csper
ing about with childish JOY all day, ran
up to her, and peeping into her apron,
exclaimed, why, Rosy! if there isn't your
bantum chicken =
Yes, Willy, it's for you-mother said
[ might give it to you
1t was Rosy's pet, and the only thing
u the world that she could call her own.
There, Willy, said she, as she opened
1er apron, and let it hop down on to the
loor, take good care of it won't you, and
ion't let it get siuged; as yours did p
then she ran away, for fear Willy
hould see tear in her eye.
Meanwhile the farmers said the barn
ought to be furnished too. So one drove
n fue load of hay, and another follow
ID with nice COW; another came drag
ing along squealiug pig, because he
aid, Mr.. Mays pig got roasted before
lis time
Such scene of joyful hustle, as house
7ard and barn presented, you never saw.
believe it was the happiest holiday the
illage of B had ever enjoyed. That
light Mr.. May was richer than he was
efore the fire.
We'll. Frank, said Mr.. Ashton, as be !
TODD with his hands 10 his pockets. look
ug at the heaps of good things, you have
indeed taken very circuitous road to
7ealth, but | believe you will get there
efore me after all
And SO it proved; for from this time.
rank continued to rise in wealth and in
uence, and at length became the richest
IAN in the place. For while Ashton
rent on as before, but at length be tired
f his turnpike and concluded to make
flying leap. He and Esq. Wilkins en-
aged in grand speculation, which turn
d out to be great humbug. and plum
ed them both in irretrievable ruin. Had
Iston resembled Frank, his ruin might |
OF have been irretrevable; but in the
ay of prosperity he had cared for no one,
nd now in his adversely, no one cared
,r him.