The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1873-04-17
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noHys said Uncle Lipba'si. pHHHs aai
@e tava.bemlh aai Pokiug ai tho o9als.
M. D wouldn't 'Liphalet replied Aunt
Dolly. resting ber shining Knitting ueed.
les. uhl.c sae stirred ap tae pump.
kIu ammalug In saa pot The farms
paid 3r new. and 70 we're sAyln' we've
enough la I4.t us through Why should
we hara.s ourss.rg. wI scgkiu after
flebess
Tain riches ] q be seekiu' auer, Dol
ly, bet lhis Mr. swiutou--they esl him
very smart young man, Dolly--he says
iftbc nal aip't rebuilt ,he yillagelI go
back ards, lue laml. sink in rally, sud
thiugs'l ginhcraily ran down. Yoa know
Dolly, never hild back when could do
anything to help along
aiu'l likely TO forget, Liphalet, where
tAescalf aud butter money went IN time
O. war, nor how you've given 70 church
atd missions schools aud poor folks. and
everything elso anybody'd mind TO
draw up paper for. You and I've had
more disagreement
Dut this'll be helpiu' ourselve, as well
a- helpin' others, Dolly. Thi. Mr.. Swim
tou-ae's a very pleasant spoken young
mau, Dolly he says he'll guarantee The
stock shall pay for itself ia three or Eve
wears He SAYS he'd rather build here
than elsewhere, because he wants to help
bis native village, and II wen all take
hold aud each help a little, he can do
g.
We've no money to put in, said Aunt
Dolly-leanug back and fixing her eyes
on the Goals Uncle L'ph had raked open
unless we take
Unless we take what we'd laid by for
Rube's eddyclton. said Uncle Liphalet,
softly.
Since God took Rube's cddycaliouinto
Ills own hands, Lipholet, I've always
wanted that money 10 lie 10 the bank
tIl we'd a plain call to use it. can't
a-bcar to think fits bein' used like other
money,
Nor /, Dolly, but Rube would wish it
doing good, and this Mr.. Swlnton, he
SAYS IT might draw thriblc what it does
now. We can maybe use the income in
helpiu boys who love learuin' as Rube
did.
Dolly replied nothing. After the mem
ton of Rube's name silence was wont to
fall between the old couple, an old couple
oulwardly as crooked, as guarled, and
scraggly as any two old apple-trees that
drew sustenance from their rocky
fields.
This Mr.. Swlnton--he came out to the
farm the next day, and Aunt Dolly put
on her black alpaca apron and received
him with courtesy A man of less
shallow sympalhies would have been
touched with kind of plying tenderness
for the obsequous old woman, but to
Swinton her Difference was constitution
ally agreeable. 1t argued well, too, for
his designs. He drew his gloved finger
athwart his foxy-colored mustache, and
talked business.
Heaven help the supplemented old
couple now! What is business to them
but kind of mysterious wonderland
full of pyramids and sphinxes and statues
OF Memnon? What businessman but
priestly sorcerer, with his offerings and
incantations, living ever among the mys-
teries?
But heaven didn't help them. Some
times it does seem to fail people in their
sorest needs: aud yet, things work OBJ
scurely and very far around, and who as
yet has seen the end ofauything?
Aunt Dolly, in her wood rocker, knit
/ silently on the socks that would briug her
scyeuly-dve cents a pair Uncle Lipha-
let drank ia the mans words with child
like creduiiy.
Let me tell you, sir, manufacturing
enterprises are the life OF our villages.
Compare Mr. Swiuton drew his com
parisons fucutly and correctly We're
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