Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1873-11-08

And 80 eccentric Uncle Hiram
would take his leave.
Thus they had lived for six year
until death had claimed Uncle JET
fries. Then they thought of hi
will, and hoped he had remember
: ed them, as their yearly annuity
! ceased at his death. But the prop
/ erty reverted to Aunt Jcfrics, anC
she never hintcd 4 word to the
young widow concerning its being
renewed. She treated Marian like
an utter stranger when they me
out Of society," and Marian would
have begged from door to door
rather than ask her aunt for a dol
) lar. So she gave up the pretty cot
ta@c and went to live iD Il teEc-
mcnt where, with the help OF Ollie
F.. her eldest child, she managed 10
support her family by sewing.
One day, about a year after I'm
Gle JclFrics' death, Ollie found that
sho could not live any longer with
, out a new hat, as her old one had
been trimmed and rctrimmcd until
she could not possibly wear it any
lcngcr. SO, having Il little spare
money, she went To Miss Jcfrics'
shop, As it was nearer than any
other, and ordered a bat. \ few
days after, she called for it, but the
shop and house adjoining were in
great confusion, in consequence Of
the fact that the mistress was that
day removing to her brothers
house. She was finishing up her
last days WORK IN her shop, or,
rather, she was seeing that the su-
| porintendcnt, Mrs. Whittle did
And between Miss Jcifrics' orders
| and the confusion which rcigned,
she was almost crazy.
Miss Moore has called for her
hat, said Miss TabItha's shrill
voice; Is it ready"
Yes, only know it is too large
for the LADY, said Mrs. Whittle,
hcsitatingly.
Here, slip this under the lining
around the crown said Miss Tabi-
tha, impaticntly kicking some old
pieces of paper which came blow
ing into the room.
At that moment caller was an
nOunccd, and, to Mrs. Whittle's
great joy, Tabitha hurried away,
leaving her in peace.
Il guess this will do she muttcr-
cd, selecting an old yellow piece of ,
parchment, and dextcriously fitting
it into the crown. 1T must she .
added, decisivcly.
So Ollie got her hat, and was
we'll satisfied with it.
Affairs in Mrs. Nloorc's family /
grew worse every day. The wild /.
ow fell i'll, which had much to do in /
emptying their slender purse. And |
hard IA she, Ollie and Jessie, the /.
second girl, worked, they found it /
impossible 70 pay their rent. So /
they went one step lower, and liv-
cd in one room in tenement
The world knew little OF them .
and they knew little oft. =
Mamma said pretty, brown
eyed Ollie one day, to her poor,
pale mother, who was reclining on
the bed, Tvo finished the last shirt;
I'm going to take il home when
Jessie returns; and while I'm wait
ing III just fix my hat; the lining
needs renewing
Her mother sighed; she knew
that her noble liltIc daughter did
much to tighten her heavy load
If Uncle Hiram's will had only
been found, perhaps they might
have been better off now.
Thrifty, energetic Ollie sat down,
with scissors aud needle, to try and
improve the poor old hat she had
purchased from Aunt Jctfrics' shop
one year before.
Il wonder what that is thought
she, rs her dcft fingers ripped out
the old piece Of paper which dis
tracted Mrs Whittlc had improvis-
cd rs lining. Il wonder what it Is
she said under her breath, rs she
unfoldcd it and ran her eyes over
the writing with which il was Gov
cred. 1T it! IT'S it! Oh ma, it's iu
she cried, losing all control of her
self as she understood the contents
of that paper.
What are you talking about"
asked her mother, regarding her
daughter in astonishment.
ooh, mamma! It's il, It's I'm
Gle Jctfrics' will, cried Ollie, in
wild delight.
Hrs. Moore sat straight up in
bed, and looked at Ollie as if she
thought her going crazy. She had
given up, long ago, all thought Of
finding the will.
Mamma, read it. 1t is the will!'
cried Ollie, laying the document in
her mothers trembling hand. /
1t was indeed Uncle Joilrics' will. /.
Lawyer Sharp recognized it at once /
as the one be had pcnncd for the .
old gentleman years before. In /
company with Ollie, he visited |
Miss JcfricS in her house, and !
confronted her with the dcclara- |
ton that she had stOie:, her broth /
eI's lost will At first she iudig- /
nantly refused to believe that the |
will was not u forgery. But when /
Lawyer Sharp said, storrly, Il give |
you, Miss Jcilrics, five days 10 leave .
this house and rcnouncc all claim
to this property, or the whole town
shal! ring with your villaiuy,' she
started, and her face turned to a
sickly yellow hue.
You need not start or look sur
priscd,' he continued. The will
was found in your posscssion--at
least, Miss Moore found it inside
the lining Of 4 hat that she rccciv-
ed from your shop one year ago
The expression Of Tabitha JEFF
/ fries face changed from fear TO rage
and anger.
i know who pat il there, she
. cried, losing all scil-coutrol as she
remembered that she herself had
been instrumental in the Wills be
ing found. That Old Whilllc did
. it; she never had half sense she
continued, with a scorniul glaacc
at Ollie. I'lI have my revenge on
Whittle, who is dependent on me
. for her living.
d advise you TO remove 10 your
own home ut once said the lawyer
coldly. AS for Mrs. WhittIe, Miss
Moore will attend to her; she will
be perfectly able to DO so now
said the lawyer, looking at Ollie
with q provoking smile.
So Tabitha JcfIrics-whOm every
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