Rutland weekly herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1859-1877, 1871-09-28

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mine before | J. the rag man have them !;
but it isn't at all lkely that the old skim
flint would II, k more than enc mistake
| of the kind What shall you do with it,
Letty?'
DO with itP' repeated Mrs. Carver.
opening her mild eyes with surprise. i
shall take it to Uncle Paul at once. 1t is,
as you yourself say, mistake
But he has given you the cult I?
He never intended to give me the
money, Hester aud have no right to ap-
propriate it, Lefty answered.
Mrs. Hewitt drew long inspiration of
eontemptuous nmaZement.
Lefty Carver, you are too sbsurdly
Quixotic for anything. You don't des'
erve good luck, if you fling it about after
this fashion,
Il certainly should not deserve good
luck if l acted dishonesty in even so
small matter IS this
Il don't call ten dollars small sum to
y0u whatever it may be to Uncle Paul.
Take my advice, Lefty: keep the money,
and bold your tongue. You need it and
he don't. and he mover will be a bit the
wiser. What are you tying on your boz
net for ?
II am going to Uncle Paul was the
quiet reply, as Mrs. Carver folded black
cashmere shawl across sher slender shoul-
dere.
You are determined"
'Yesr
Then I'll go with YOU said Hetty
Hewitt Perhaps between us both we
can manage to shame the old screw out of
| &c curpJ,,s
'Hettyr
Il mean it, Letitia! He used to pre-
| tend to be fond Of u.s.
Until we set his wishes and Judgment
at defiance, and proclaimed ourselves en-
tirely independent of his will
Hester Hewitt shock her head. Her
wilful nature was entirely uAconvinced,
but she abandoned the argument tempo
rarily.
Uncle Paul sheffield sat alond in his
dem when his Office boy announced
Two ladies to see We, sir ! an announce
ment almost instantaneously followed by
the apparition OF the two pale young
widows, in their mourning weeds.
We'll, girls y said Uncle Paul, sticking
his pen behind his ear, as composedly as
if it had been but six days since he had
seen them instead of sixiyears; sit down
sit down!
Mrs. Hewitt obeyed, but Lefty Carver
advanced TO her unole's desk, and laid the
ten dollar bill upon it's blotted surface of
green baize. Uncle Paul surveyed her
from behind the moon-like orbs his silver
mounted spectacles.
'Eh what's this T? he asked with appa-
rent unconsciousness. What's this p
You were kind enough, Uncle Paul,
began Hetty. hesitatingly, 'to send me
some clothes to make over for the chill |
prem. l found this money in the waist
coat pocket, when I was ripping it up
this morning.
You did, eh !? said Uncle Paul refsc-
lively. And then turning his moon spec
tacles suddenly on his other niece, Che de-
manded with embarrassing abruptness -
And you, Mrs. Hester ? what became
of the ten-dollar bill that was in the
waistcoat pocket of your bundle? Ell p
Hester hesitated, turned first scarlet
then pale, and was obliged to stammer
forth
IL didn't suppose could make the
old garments useful, so l sold them to
For twenty-five cents =
NO, Uncle, for two nice china vases
Two filagree fiddlesticks ! barked
Uncle Paul sharply. Too shiftless to
make over a good suit of half-worn clothes
too prond to work for your own living,
but not to sensitive to expect others to do
it for you-too naughty to accept charity
you're the came Hetty that you always s
were ! Even the sea of trouble you have ,
gone through hasn't changed You, and ;
don't believe anything will but death
Uncle = filtered Hetty, beginning 5
weakly to cry, the worst policy she could I
possibly have adopted, if she had only '
Known it.
Yes went on Uncle Paul, rumpling
lis hair over his eyebrows i put the !
wo bills in the two waistooat pockets to 1
ry you two girls. One of 'em is sold to
rag man /; the other has come back to -.
ne. l accept the omen. Lefty, my lass, :
ou and your little ones may return to /
he old nest again. If the boys are like {
ou, l shall take to EN-
'Bnt, uncle whispered Hetty Hewitt =
hrouuh her tears, what shall do ?
Sell yourself to the rag-man for
patch box to match your china vases :"
10th the old man, waxing grimly faoeti-
us. "Dou't tell you I'll have nothing [
lore to do with you ? v
And no tears nor entreaties on the part II
either Hetty or Lefty could move the .
Id mans adtmant resolve. Hetty had Il
esled her own doom past redemption, and d
er more thrifty cousin had become q o
resumptive heiress, all through Uncle I
ants whim