The Hillsdale standard. [volume] (Hillsdale, Mich.) 1851-1909, 1861-03-05
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"No; I hadn't heard anything about it"
1--WE heard Of it last week by way Of the
Standard. We have sold three hundred bush.
els and have the money all in our pockets.
Mr.. Jennings returned home, told his wifo
TO get ready for the threshers, as he intended
10 have them on as soon MS he could get them
"Wheat is 1926 per bu.bel they tell me, and
! must hurry up said he.
Probably it will be down to seventy five
cents by the time you Ct yours thee. That's
always your luck" replied his wife.
The men came on as arranged, and soon
Mr.. Jennings wheat was in market; but alas
for the man who lever read the newspapers.
wheat had fallen to seventy cents.
lie had employed several teams to go out
for lie thought he would make quick work Of
it. Ilo bad five hundred bushels drawn, and
it cost him twenty dollars.
At first he was inclined to draw il back
again, but tue market Was full aud the pros
pect was poor for higher price soon. Upon
reflection lie concluded to sell it. When he
returned home, his wife inquired about the
matter.
+ 'Ju.t as | expected, knew you wouldn't
get as much as other folks. You're always
and eternaly behind times. Might have gone
last week as wanted you to just gool enough
for you
MrJennings felt badly enough over this,and
be almost cursed the very mention Of types
and paper, that should give information that
allowed his neighbors TO have the advantage
thus. Poor man! lie couldat afford TO take
a newspaper.
Twas Tuesday evening and the mail had
just brought the papers.
"Our children seem perfectly crazy after
tie papers," remarked Mr. Holland to his
wife, as the children ran out to the road after
tho mail.
"Well," replied his wife, II much rather
see them 50 than 10 have them hato rea1ing.
When little Matte came home from school
last night, shc came running to me with. Ma
all the scholars said to day that We are goiLg
to have war. Arc We, Mar And her little
face seemed ready to cry
Just at this moment Matte came running
in, almost out Of b'eatl.
80, Pa, the mail boy says that Sou h
Carolina has ramoSed,'
"Ah, indeed" said her fai r. and then lie
burst out into hearty laugh.
"Ha, what does vamosed meant
Matte was only six Yeas oil, but sh, want.
ell TO know the meaning Of every big word
that she heard.
There, father, you are too bad to laugh at
her. sail Mrs Holland.
81 know it, said he, "but it did sound SO
funny to hear her tell about it.
After the evening lamp was lighted, Mr..
Holland sail, "C,ne Henry lis your turn to
read to US tonight. Just let US hear about
secession little
Henry read Till he was tired, aud then some
one else took the paper.
Sometimes they would stop AMI discuss the
various points That cana up, and thus their
evenings were spent. The father spent his
evenings always A. home, unless ho was cal'ed
away OH urgent business. His boys, too, liked
to stay at home, for there they hai an intel.
lectual treat all tho time. Ord reigned
/ throughout, there was no boisterous noise, for
every one seemed to be perfectly orderly.
The mother wac pattern of nea mes, and
her daughters followed in her footsteps. The
whole family were very intelligent. Hen.
ry was now spendiag his college vacation
ut home.
Little Frcdie could spoil toleratly well in
words of three sylablcs, and felt tha, he
should he ready for college soon.
30, Kate" sail Nellie, one day, Il have
just been reading in the STANDARD that we
little folks may expect some stories now and
tken, wish Mr.. Warren would let Us girls
have corner
"Yes, and think YOU would as,onish the
world said Kate, proyokingly, bat Nellie
was not to be put of in this manner.
anyway mean to send him short piece
and ask him to publish It..
"What, that you are going to dor in.
quired her mother from an adjoining room.
40, nothing, mother. only was telling
Kate that was going to write piece anil
ask tic editor 20 publish it in tic STANDARD
mo, you mustn't, for he don't want to be
bothered with such things. llo wants some
body to write who can writo about politics or
something Of that sort. II you want 10 have
peices published, you must send them to the
Boston CuiGgdtor, as Kato docs and she
cast slv look ut Kate.
"Thcre mothe-, now" and the coo'
came faster aud fas'cr Kqto had been writing
for publication during the last year or two
, bu, Nell did moi know it, nor did any Of the
ncighbors.
Good, good, Kate, mother has let tho cal