Wyandot County Republican. [volume] (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1869-1903, 1873-03-13
WHAT CAME OF 1T.
BIZ ELIZABETH A. s. CHESTER.

By ELIZABETH A. 8. CHESTER. -.
..THEN you think you wouldn't do it.,
Dolly?" said Uncle 'Liphalet, pulling out
the stove hearth and poking at the Goals.
mo, wouldn't 'Liphalet," replied
Aunt Dolly, resting her shining knitting
needles, while she stirred up the pump
kin simmering in the pot. 1.-THE FARMS
paid for now, and if we're savin' we've
en- ugh to last us through. Why should
we harass ourselves wi seekin' arter
richesfn
"'Tain't riches I'd be seekin' arter. Dolly,
but this Mr.. Swinton-they call him a
very smart young man, Dolly-he says if
the mill amt rebuilt the villagell go
back'ards, the farm'll sink in vally, and
things'll ginerally run down. You know,
Dolly, / never hild back when could do
anything to help along"
amt likely to forget, 'Liphalet,
where the calf and butter money went in
time O. war, nor how you've given to
church and missions, schools and poor
folks, and everything else anybody'd
mind to draw up paper for. You and
I've had more disagreements- ="
"But this'n be helpin' ourselves as well
as helpin' others, Dolly. This MIR. Swim
ton-he's very pleasant-spoken young
man, Dolly-he says he'll guarantee the
stock shall pay for itself in three to five
years. He says he'd rather build here
than elsewhere, because he wants to help
his native village, and if wen all take
hold, and each help little, he cando it. u
We've no money to put in, said Aunt
Dolly,-leaning back and fixing her eyes
on the Goals Uncle 'Liph had raked open,
-''unless we take"
''Unless we take what we'd laid by fol
Rube's eddycation," said Uncle 'Liphalet,
SOFTLY
.sSince God took Rube's eddycation in.
to His own hands, 'Liphalet, I've always
wanted that money to lie in the bank
until we'd a plain call to use it. l can't
a-bear to think of its bein' used like Other
money" s.sssE
Nor I, Dolly, but Rube would wish il
doing good, and this Mr.. Swinton, he
says it might draw thrible what it does
now. We can maybe use the income in
helpin' boys who love larnin', as Rube
did"
Dolly replied nothing. After the men.
tion Of Rubes name silence was wont to
fall between the old couple, an old couple
outwardly as crooked, as gnarled, and
scraggy as any two old apple-trees that
drew sustenance from their rocky fields
This Mr. Swinton-he came out to the
farmSthe next day, and Aunt Dolly put
on her black alpaca apron and received
him with a courtesy A man of less
shallow sympathies would have been
touched with q kind of plying tender
ness for the obsequious old woman, but
to Swinton her Difference was constitu-
tionally agreeable. it argued well, too,
for his designs. He drew his gloved finger
athwart his foXy-colored mustache, and
talked business.
Heaven help the simpleminded old
couple now! What is Cuisines" to them
but a kind of mysterious wonderland full
of pyramids and sphinxes and statues OF
Memnon? What businessman but &
priestly sorcerer, with his offerings an6
incantations, living ever among the mys
teries?
But heaven didn't help them. Some
times it does seem to fail people In theil
sorest needs; and yet, things work OBJ
scurely and very far around, and who al
yet has seen the end of enything?
= Aunt Dolly, in her wood rocker, kni
silently on the socks that would bring he
70 cents q pair. Uncle 'Liphalet drank
in the mans words with child-like ere
dulity.
"Let me tell you, sir, manufacturing
enterprises are the life of our villages
Compare" Mr.. Swinton drew his com
PARSONS fuently and correctly. "Wert
we to lo6atess elsewhere stock would bt
rapidly taken up, but owing to our mos
singular and unfortunate fires-loss o1
confidence in the location-I am strongly
desirous of conferring the advantages oi
the mill on my native village; citizen!
must subscribe.'
LAS for the risk-how can there be any
riski Let me explain" Mr.. .Swinto1
was man of facts, and his explanation.
consisted of facts, unimpeachable, i'm
movable facts, that there was no going
back of or around. "1hat doesn't admi
of q question: k7,ow it to be true-why
we've demonstrated it, SIT. Doyou see?'
Uncle 'Liphalet thought he saw. Who
could avoid seeing square, sharply-de
fined fact, that was nowhere allowed t.
melt away into suppositions or uncertain
ties?
"Ihain't but leetle money, anyway,
said Uncle 'Liphalet, pushing back hi
rough, gray locks with his rough, trem
bling fingers "Mother an me saved III
enough, leetle by leetle, to eddycate Rub,
with; but he -Rube- died, you know, ant
the money has lain in the bank
IA thousand isn't much, any way,
said the man of tens of thousands, tipping
back in his chair, and picking his teetl
elegantly; ''but the morale your subscrip
ton lends is something Our very sin
gular and unfortunate fires, you see. Th
fact that men like yourself have entrust
ed their savings to US, gives US desirable
standing"
Uncle 'Liphalet's vanity was touched
but Dolly, with closed lips, continued he
stitches
sWhat do you say, Dolly?"
I've said my say, 'Liphalet. In sick
ness or misfortune we might fall back Oh
Rube's money, otherwise I'd rather it re
mained in the bank" -.
thousand dollars, sir" continue,
the little old lady, sufficiently humble be
fore this man of means-"a thousan
dollars that's. been saved bit by bit an
laid up in fve-dollar bills for perticke
lerobiect, seems different from thousan
dollars that's just one of many going u
and down and trucking around in bus
ness, sir"
Tie Hghteyed swinton played wit
his watch-chain nervously. An unsopl
isticated old woman, this-being solit
itor for her patronage-was not agree,
biz, but in business" very disagreeabl
things have sometimes to be done.
This deposit, then, was made for tn
benefit OF your son, Reuben. His deaf
was great loss to you; a loss to the con
munity. Rube was full of life and entel
prise. He would have made a publ,
spirited man. wieh he were alive now.
Artford Swinton's small, light eve
could detect human weakness: ArtfoI
Swinton's quick apprehension and ia,
enabled him to work up those weaknesst
for-his own interests. When, hall. .hor
later, he passed cut between the Ills
clumps, he carried on his paper Unc
Lip4tefs subscription, and in his pock
Uncle 'Liphalet's bank book
"My hand tremhles SO, hain't mac
all the letters very good" Uncle 'Liphal
hadsaid ashe removed his specsacles, an
critically surveyed his labored signatur
I'VE must trust you to take care of
for us, sir; father and | don't know an
thing about business" Aunt Dolly h,
said, as she relinquished the precious
tie blue book.