Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1873-07-10

lering of me round all my days in the
shape of Liza Ann a-twittering me OF
a burden and a milestone around the
neck of she and the children; though,
goodness knows, I slave we'll fur all ]
git-what with being mp five o'morn-
ings, making pies, and frying O. grid
die cakes, and standing at the wash
tub, till my feet were that numb they
wouldn't bear me!
"But it amt no use. You may do
ninety-nine things fur some folks, and
if you don't do the hundredth, ye might
as we'll let it all alone; and Liza AIMS
one on 'em; though I don't want ter
be complaining, only pot must bile
over onst in a while, onless the fire
goes out; and you're an old friend, so't
I've made free ter tell ye about the
shawl. A body must speak now and
agin about what's worrying 'em, and
there's no sympathy in Liza Ann
more'n a tommyhawkw y
"And did you never speak to your
husband about the shawl?" asked Mrs.
Sovereign.
"Bless you, yes; and he said as how
it wouldn't hev made no difference no.
way: Doubleday'd hev foreclosed, and
the house and money'd hev gone to-
gether. He was allus that consoling,
John WIS. But I've thought if any
body could feel as how the shawl was
worth a hundred dollars or less, it
might, as said, pay my way inter the
Old Ladies' Home, out of Liza AIMS
reach, for Pm sot agfn being burden
or milestone ter anybody
81 should like to see the shawl" said
her friend; eff you will bring it to my
mothers house tomorrow, [ will see
what can be doneD
CPL come, rain or shine. I've both
cred you with an awful long yarn, but
if it want for Liza Ann-gracious
there she is at the door now, a-looking
fur me, and whole thunderstorm in
her face! Good-day, and thanks p
and the little old woman hobbled off,
up a muddy lane.
TTne to her Wors slie appear:
ed s1fe next Gay with the Shawl.
'It is as good as new," she said, un-
folding it.
'Quite," returned Mrs. Sovereign
exchanging glances with her mother
'FIt's a pity you couldn't have sold il
before, and had the money at interest
all this time!' .
"'Liza Ann wouldn't hey heered tel
it's staying therep'
"But how much do you think it is
worth?" asked Mrs. Sovereign; with al
amused smile.
'Lor sakes! if I could get twenty
five dollars, | should thank my borr
stars!"
"Well, l was looking at shawls O
this kind in New York last week, anC
the price was-two thousand dollars!
s'Now don't! you're just a-joking O.
me! Who ever heerd tell of cash
mere shawl costing such a power O
money!
"It's very good joke, isn't it? But
it's true, all the same. You see, it's al
India cashmere; you thought it was
French, I suppose; so perhaps did Mrs
Niles. But as she set her own price
and has left no heirs, there will be nc
trouble. My husband is going to give
me an India shawl. If you are will
ing, [ will take this, and pay you two
thousand dollars!'
"Myv cried the poor woman, with
tears in her eyes. "It's the fust time
I've wished John alive agin in this 'ert
world of worlds! If he only knew!-
Miss Sovereign, the Lord must hev SEN
you a purpose ter take me out of Liz;
AIMS reach! [ don't hev no need tel
be under obligation ter the Old Ladies
Home neither, fur l can hire room
and keep house all ter myself, and he
folks ter tea sociable; and what's more
l shall hev something ter leave tn
children, ter pay 'em fur being bur
den and milestone bout necks!
wish John was here ter thank you!"
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