The Jeffersonian Democrat. [volume] (Chardon, Ohio) 1854-1865, 1859-01-28


ward, and somewhat profligatc in the early years
OF his manhood but his old uncle had encouraged
him to reforms held out hopes to which he had
hitherto been stranger, and the love Of the sweet
young Jenny Brnzicr completed, as it seemed, his
reformation.
Jenny never appeared so lovely as she did on
that unfortunate day of the reading of the will
after they had returned to the poor little house
that was Jcnny's own.
mo matter, John" she said, chcerfully, you
will rise in spite Oi them. | woulIn't let them
think was in te least discouraged ;lIhat will
only please them too we'll We arc doing nicely
now, and if they do cut the railroad through our
Bit Of land, the money will set us up quite com.
lortably isn't our home happy one if it is small !
And oh John, by and bye"
An eloquent bnsh--a glance toward her work
basket, out Of which pceped the most delicate
! needIe.work, told the story TINT ever.new story
OF innocence, beauty and heL,lessness, that bring
cares akin TO angels work.
For once, John Clarke stopped the gossip s
mouth. He held his head up manfully worked
steadily at his trade, and every step seemed an
onward and an upward one.
Baby was just six months old when the CORPORA =.
ton paid into John ClurkSs hand the sum of six
hundred dollars for the privilege Of laying the
track through his one little field
"A handsome baby a beautiful and industrious
wife, and six hundred dollars, Thought John, with
an honest exuholion; well, this is living"
JOHN" said his wife, rising from her work
"l2uk out"
! lie did, and saw the old one horse shay dragged
by s.alwart negro.
! "Massa says as how the old barn is guinc tc
! be pulled down, and So he sent you your shay,
said the African.
! THANK him for nothing" sad John, bitterly
but glance at his wife removed the evil spirit,
and better one smiled out of his eyes
John, you can spare littc money now to
have the old SHAY fxod up. cant you You ouch,
10 according to the will, )" said Jenny.
THE old trash I" niutercd John.
But you could nj least sell it for what the re-
pairs would cost, said Jenny in her winning way.
Yes, suppose could"
Then Id have it done, and, bless me, IL keep
il, too. You've got Il gooi hor,c, and can have
the old ghny made quite stylish Tor baby and me to
ride in. Shant we shine :"
"Well, I'll send it over to IIosmer's to morrow,
and sec wha. he'll do ii for"
" Look here Mr.. Hosmer wants you to come
right over to the shop" shouted the carriage
makers apprentice, a: the top of his lungs, - Oll
Deacon Joe's there an cay. he's right down glad
gol.y, It's hundreds and hundreds, and hundreds,
and huu-.-"
stop, boy What in the world docs he mean,
Jenny'" criei John Clarke, putting the baby in
the cradle face downwards.
My patience, john, look at that child-prc-
cious darling! I'm sure don't know I'd go
right over and see, said Jenny, by snatches right.
ing the baby it's his fun, l suppose"
"'Tant any fun, tell ye," said the boy, while
John hurried on his coat and hat, my gracious !
guess you'll say It nin' fun, when you come 10
see them ere gold things aud the bills"
This added wings to John Clarke's speed, and
in moment lie stood breathless in the old coach.
makers shop.
"Wish you JOY, my fine fe!ler" cried Deacon
Joe
Look here, wharll you take FOR that old shay :
I'll give you four thousand dollars" cried the
cooch-moker in great glre.
" Four thousand :" cried John, ughast.
"Yes; Jest look at ii! You're rich man, sir ;
and by George, I'm glad Of it, for you deserve to
| ben
The cnrrago.maker shook his hand heartily.
What do you suppose was the CONSERVATION,
delight and gratitude the wild, exultant joy tha,
! filled the heart of John Clarke. when he found
the old shay filled with gold and bank notes.
mean the cushions, the Innings anl eyery place
where they could be placed without danger or in.
jury-,hieves never would have condescended to
the one horse shay
| Five thousand five hundred dollars in oil =
| Poor John--or rather rich John his head was
lnrly turned, ltrequired al! the balance of Jenny's
nice equip.ise Of character to keephs exulic Grain
from spinning like nhumming.lop. Now he could
build two houses like the one his uncle had be.
quea,hed to his red haired cousin, who had wished
him Joy when the will wus .ead the dear old
uncle What genuine sorrow he felt as he
thought of the many lines he had heaped re.
! proaches upon his memory.
Imagine, ii you can. dear reader, the peculiar
feelings of those kind friends who had prophesicd
that John Clarke would come to grief At first
! Deacon Joe proposed to take the old shay just ns
il was-linng stripped, bits of cloth hnnging-und
upon tin trumpet proc aim the glad lidings 10
the whole town, taking especial pains to stop be.
fore the house Of Mr.. Epriggs, and blowing LOUD
enough to drown all the forty y-punos in the uni.
verse but that vetoed by Johns kind lulc
wife
LA they'll know it soon enough" she said
kissing the baby II wouldn't hurt their feelings
! They did know it, and few years after, when
John Clarke lived in big honse, they all voted
for him to go to the legislator" So much for
THE oNE-HoEsE SHAY.