Fayette County herald. [volume] (Washington [Washington Court House], Fayette County, O. [Ohio]) 1860-1???, 1871-12-07

No NOAO Will tudI Iu nd II l IL SET up
little Rnthy for life? Look a there
For the little parlor- door. as if con
scious that the right moment had
come, swung open, being only half
latched, and showed pretty Ruth Crane
standing in front of the bright fire,
with a handsome young mans arm
round her waist, and her fair head
lying on his shoulder in perfect con-
tent.
go shut the parlor-door real soft,
ly, SaTy,'' said Mrs. Lockwood, nod
ning.to a little curly headed Irish girl,
who leaned against the settle, staring
at the fire. ''Yes. Mis- Salisbury, how
long do you think DR.. Sparkle would
ha' had to wait afore he could give
Ruthy home, and afford to take care
on her worm day and night? And
now ant day after to-morrer more of
a Thanksgivin' Day to them than ever
twas afore? A wedding day besides
Goodness if Grandsir Spencer had ha'
left that money to me, l should ha.
gin it to them, at least part ont; Eli
could have had t'other part; and then,
L s'pose, they wouldn't have took it.
| No !! l am thankful about that, tell
ye"
'WeIl,' growled Granny Salisbury.
you do beat all You ha'n't got no
sperret, nor no ambition. Ketch me
bein' SO tickled about nothin'! I've
had enough troubles to kill one
woman, and l don't pretend I ha'n't.
l guess eff you'd he'd a drunken hus-
band to spend jist as fast as you
spared, nd bring We to poverty, you'd
ha' crawled some by this time
She driv him to it! She driv him
to it! Now she's blamin' on him /,
muttered Uncle Sol, shaking his head,
but nobody heard him except Jack the
Negro;
got over it, didn't he p said Mrs. Lock
wood
Yes, he got overt you'd better be-
lieve; broke his leg nd got kerried to
Canton Hospital; couldn't drink md
so he didn't; md then jest as I might
ha' had some peace of my life, he up
nd died. tell We I was real glad
there want no more children than
Joe, for had enough to do to take
keer O. him and me-
Y ou had nice little farm p
Well, yes; twas fair meader land,
and toPable good wood lot; but Abe
Sykes, he took it on shares, and I
never gin him credit for doin' the fair
thing, and when Joe got kinder sick O.
| stayin' at home, md run off to Cali
forny long O. your Eli, I was left lone
widder with nobody to stick up for my
rights, nd that old Squire Spence, he
undertook for to build new fence to
| his hill pastur', md went and sot it two
foot furder on to my lot than he'd
orter; he stuck tot that twas his old
line, nd knew better, so we had a
suit, and had ter sell the biggest part
| of the medder land to pay fort, md
lost the case beside; then my barn got
| afre nd burned the house down, and
COS I'd got it insured for more than it
twas wuth, folks said l sot it afire
myself, nd Ihad another suit with that
pesky- old insurance company, and
that l beat, but it took all the money
about to. pay those darned mean law
yers. So I calkerlated to run what
was left O. the farm myself, and 1 had
a shanty put up, but l want used
to such work, and fust had a spell
of fever, 'ud then rheumatic set in, md
fust knew my farm was sold and the
money used up, and me and my clothes
fetched to the poor house l don't know
what Methodist folks think ont. l
guess there amt nothin' to Methodys
more'n bein' called brother'n sister,
jest as you be, md 1 don't care to be
sister to everybody
"Bress de Lordn n' whispered Jake
again, with great tervor
''But was brought up in Presby-
terian meetin', md | don't expect to
be extry thankful for what l ha'nt
got nor hadn't had"
Sister Lockwood's quiet face with
drew as it were into a soft shadow of
dismay and perplexity, but presently
it frightened.
CATER all, Miss Salisbury, mebbe
Joe'll come home a rich man yet md
take keer on ye.''
"Hoh! I guess he'll hev to step
round pretty spry ef he's "a goin' to
find me; amt so dredful young But
1 know one thing-I guess the Lord'll
pay me up for all my troubles here
when 1 get up there; or there ant nc
sech thing as justice goin', md l be
lleve there is"
She's KEEP accounts I guessH' NUT
! tered Jake.
, Sister Lockwood folded up he
knitting and went up stairs to bed
! and Granny Salisbury curled hersel
: up with many a growl, in her lair
Peace brooded in the little garre
chamber, but fed with frighted wing
t from the down stair bedroom allotted
=, to the rheumatic and grumbling oil
S woman Ne2st-taNa.,-~ssoyv filed all tn
t chilling air with it's dizzy, fairy whIr
t of flakes, singing against the dul
r panes, -whirling about the we'll curt
., deep-drifting over the great wood pile
e but within doors Vernon poor hous
e glowed with unwonted warmth an
n comfort. A big fire burned cheeril
in~the paupers' room, and two or thre
III of the old women were detailed o
1T special service in the kitchen, parin
se apples, picking over cranberries, SCRAP
I ing turnips, and clearing or heatin
II the big brick oven. Granny Salisbl
in ry hobbled round, cross but useful;
Il certain amount Of jerk inspired he
s. hands as well as her tongue, but Sit
to ter Lockwood crept about more feebl
d, than ever, and when DR.. Sparkle can
a. in after dinner he found her asleep
h her chair, a most unusual thing fC
her. She woke, however, as he stoO
es looking at her with his handsome kin
IT eyes, and seemed scarce to recolle
nd herselfor her surroundings for a M
,ir ment.
ur "Aren't YOU we'll Mrs Lockwood