Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1868-09-11
MisrellaNeous.
Much from a Little .

Much from a Little.
Shut the door please the air from with
out is bitter. Mrs. Granger drew II shawl
round her thin shoulders and shuddcred al
she spoke
Bitter! think it is swect. Pure ant
delicious as icc-crcam. and melting il
the lungs as that melts in the mouth
But to enjoy it YOU want warm clothing
rich blood, and fuel without stint. wisl
You had more of all three And Harvey
Granger sat down by his wife at the win
dow, laid his hand kindly upon hers, and
looked out upon the geathering twill ght
| The winter night was Just closing in
all the earlier that the air was full of snow
flakes which fell silently as their broth.
ers had done through many preceding
hours. The dark outlines of the trees
were feathered with white, dimly visible
against a sky CT gray. The only contrast
was in the faces of the pair at TIE window
the husband with his fair face and merry
blue eyes. the wife thinner, darker. more
sensitive, strong heart in fragile frame
She W Is not much past thirty. aud yet the
hair put back from her ears showed more
than one white thread in its raven folds.
Granger saw them and smiled.
Only one dollar bottle, said he; why
Il MT YOU buy, and keep your beauty
Only dollar, Harvey. There are SO
many onlies that wonder where the do,
lars are to come from.
Granger held out a pair of we'll kept
hands, open, warm and clean. They are
to come from these. said he, and from the
skill that lies behind them.
Place your fingers as near together as
you can, said Mrs. Granger, smiling
There. don't You see the gaps between
Your fJrtune is in small change, aud the
dimes and halt dimes are always dropping
throsuh.
That might have been while the dimes
were silver, hat now that they are of pa
per l shall save them and grow rich
Let us hope so, returned his wife but
am not sangulne.
How could she be that She had lived
with the good fellow for ten years, and
seen him more than once in prosperous
business, but somehow in spite of her mod
est economies, he was 50 liberal to himself
and others that the years income never
met the expenses and the business utterly
failed. Just now he was agent for IA lum
ber dealer and had located himself for the
winter at i convenient distance between
the hills that were being stripped of forests
on the one hand, and the railway station
where their products were delivered on
the other. 1t was a temporary engage
ment, not very lucrative, rs the limita-
ti0ns of the household showed.
The sharp sound of sleigh bells stirred
tI luIat. aud II bnrso so.}
with travel. struggled heavily to the door
way through the deepened snow. Granger
lighted lamp and went at one to the door,
but he did not show his guest to the tidy
winter kitchen where wife and children
We're sitting. He gave him seat in the
parlor, and excusing himself for a mo,nen,
ran back to say I: tits our old friend,
Squire Perkins, Lucy. He has no time
for tea, as he takes the next train. but he
Just looked in On business. I'll report in
half an hour.
You look radiant, Harvey. The last
time you met him you asked him to lend
you hundred dollars, and he refused.
Perhaps he has called to say that he
had thought better of it. returned Granger,
and throwing kiss to his wife and BARNS
he hurried back to his waiting friend. The
interview was not long one. In half an
hour the Squire went on his way to the
depot and the;yeOman returned to the DO
som of his family.
Did Mr.. Perkins call to lend you mon
ey asked Master Granger, with young
Americans usual freedom of inquiry.
He did that, my boy. And the father
half showed asrcenback bearing COW
and two ciphers.
How cold you must have been, said the
thoughtful wife.
Cold! No; the fuel was all ready to
light in the stove, aud when it burned free
ly droped in from the top that gnarled
maple log that you found too large for the
kitchen. 1t was dry as tnder and burnt
accordingly. The room is as warm as
toast, and you had better all come in and
enjoy it. have something to tell you.
| All four were soon basking in the genial
wamth, the mother in an arm chair in the
conner and the children in front, one on
each side of the father, who began as fol-
lows:
When my mother married, her father,
your great, grandfather, was very angry
with her and refused to own her as a
daughter.
What for ! asked both children at once,
Because the man she married was poor
The children expressed their ahhorrence
of such ,nercenary conduct.
He said he would never speak to hei
az ain, and he kept his word. Sine had al
ways had frail health and limited means
and died, you know, Lucy. Just before W,
married. Her father lived to ripe ole
age. Last Monday he was eighty five
years old. On Tuesday he died.
Isyour grandfather dead ! asked Mrs
Granger in surprise ,,
WHY don.t yoa cry, father said ilttl'
Harvey. know, promptly returned thu
daughter. Cause great grandfather wa
q bad man.