Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1873-03-14
WHAT CAME OF IT.
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needles, white she stirred up the pump
paid for now, and ifwere savin' we've
en- ugh to last us through. Why should
we harass ourselves Wi seekin' arter
riches9"
"'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 fsrmll sink IN vally, and
thinGsl ginerally run down. You know,
Dolly, | never hild back when could do
anything to help along"
al 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 a
mind to draw up paper for. You and
I've had more disagreements :"
"But this'll be helpin' ourselves as well
as belpin' others, Dolly. This MIR. Swim
ton--he's very pleasant-spoken young
man, Doly-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 can do it. "
We've no money to put in" said Aunt
Dolly, back and fixing her eyes
on the Goals Uncle 'Liph had raked open,
-'unless we take"
"Unless we take what we'd laid by for
Rube's eddycation," said Uncle 'Liphalet,
softly.
"Since 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 plain call to use it. can't
a-bear 10 think of its bein' used like other
money"
"Nor I, Dolly, but Rube would wish it
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 Rube's name silence was wont to
fall between the old couple, on 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
farm the next day, and Aunt Dolly put
on her black alpaca apron and received
him with q courtesy. A man of less
shallow sympathies would have been
touched with kind of pitying tender
ness for the Obsequious old woman, bui
to Swinton her Difference was constitu.
tionally agreeable. IL argued well too,
for his designs He drew his gloved finger
athwart his foxy cOlored mustache, and
talked business.
Heaven help the simplemiuded old
couple now! What is business" to then
but kind of mysterious wonderland full
of pyramids and sphinxes and statues ol
priestIy sorcerer, with his offerings and
ipcantations, living ever among the mys
teTies?
But heaven didn't help them. Some
times it does seem TO fail people IN theiI
sorest needs; and yet, things work OBJ
scurely and very far around, and who as
yet has seen the end of Pnything?
Aunt Dolly, in her weod rocker, knit
silently on the socks that would bring heI
10 cents pair. Uncle 'Liphalet drank
in the mans words with Child-like ere
dulity. ..-.
'det me tell you, sir, manufacturing
enterprises are the life of our villages
Compare" Mr.. Swinton drew his com
parisons fuenily and correctly. "Wers
we to loo atess elsewhere stock would be
rapidly taken up, but owing TO our most
singular and unfortunate fres-loss ol
confidence in the location--l am strongly
desirous of conferring the advantages OF
the mill on my native village; citizens
must subscribe" .
"As for the risk-how can there be any
risk? Let me explain" Mr.. Swlnton
was a man of facts, and his explanations
consisted of facts, unimpeachable, i'm
movable facts, that there was no goinG
back of or around. "THdt doesn't admi
- he -hvy
we've demonstrated it, SIR. Doyou seeY
Uncle 'Liphalet thought he saw. Who
could avoid seeing square, sharply-de
fined-iact, that was nowhere allowed u
melt away into suppositions or uncertain
ties?
Il hain't but leetle money, anyway,
said Uncle 'Liphalet, pushing back hi:
rough, gray locks with his rough, trem
bling fingers. 'Mother an me saved vi
enough, leetle by leetle, to eddycate Rubt
with; but he-Rube-d you know, snC
the money has lain in the bank"
"a thousand isn't much, any way,
said the man of tens of thousands, tipping
back in his chair, and picking his teeth
elegantly; "but the morale your subscrip
tion lends is something. Our very sin
gular and unfortunate fires, you see. Tht
fact that men like yourself have entrust
ed their savings to us, gives us desirable
standing"
Uncle 'Liphalet's vanity was touched
bat Dolly, with closed lips, continued he
stitches.
"What do you say, DollyT
"Ive said my say, 'Liphalet. In sick
ness or misfortune we might fall back or
Rube's mOuey, otherwise I'd rather it re
mained in the bank"
"a thousand dollars, sir" continued
the little old lady, sufficiently humble be
fore this man of means-"a thousanC
dollars that's been saved bit by bit anC
laid up in tive-dollar bills for perticke
Ter object, seems different from Thousand
dollars that's just one of many going VI
and down and trucking around in busi
ness, sir" s.. ...s
, The light eyed Swinton played with
his watch'chain nervously.5 An unsoph
lstlcated old woman, this-being solic
itor for her patronage-was not agreea
lls, but in "business" very disagreeabl'
things have sometimes TO be done. M
p '"rhis deposit, then, was made for thl
benefit of your son, Reuben His dealt
was a great loss to you; loss TO the com
munity. Rube was full of life and enter
prise. lie would have made a public
Spirited nan. | wish he were alive now.
Artford Swinton's small, light eye
could detect human weakness; ArtfoI'
SwintOn's quick apprehension and tao
enabled him TO work up those weaknesse
for his own interests. When, a half hou
later, nc passed cut between the lila
clumps, he carried on his paper Uncl
'Liphalet's subscription, and in his pocke
Uncle 'Liphalet's bank book.
"AIy hand trembles so, | heinst mad
all the letters very good" Uncle 'Liphale
had said as he removed his spectacles, ant
critically surveyed his labored signature
"We must trust you u take care of
for us, sir; father and I don't know any
thing about business" Aunt Dolly ha,
said, as she relinquished the precious lit
sle blue book, I.-.