The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1874-01-09
How Sally Built Her House.

az expect you on Saturday, John"
wrote Sally Plummer. "AIrs. Lamen
SAYS you can stay here just as well as
not, as there are two spare rooms.
Please do not disappoint me, as have =
plan in my head which l want 10 con-
fide in yOn, etc, etc, etc"
John Plummer looked very grave over
this letter. He never liked to 20 to Old
town, especially to spend the sabbath.
1t was such dull place, he said to him
self, and even on sunday the city was all
alive. He shook his head over the let
ter, but supposed he must go. Sally did
not ask him often, and Sally was such =
good girl.
She had not required much of him,
certainly, since her mother had died, and
that was five years before. Though but
child, then, but little over fourteen, she
had began bravely to hew out her own
path, and succeeded. What the plan
was she spoke of, he could not even
guess-she was so generally very reti-
cent over her own affairs.
Sally met him at the depot on Satur-
day night, according to appointment,
land very proud was she of her tall, styl-
| ish-looking brother John. And John,
| fresh from the city though he was, had
no reason to be ashamed of his sister,
for Sally was q pretty girl, healthy
pretty, with bright dark eyes and roses
on either cheek.
81 tell you what, Sally, you ought to
go to Boston," he said admiringly.
''You'd find lots of nice beaux;" and
Sally laughingly replied that she could
have beaux enough, but she didn't want
them-which was the truth.
"Well, now, what is that famous
plan ?" he asked, as the two sat at the
pretty bay window, that evening, look
| ing over the mOOnlighted meadows and
the hills beyond them.
"John, 1 have one hundred and fifty
dollars" said Sally.
"WhewW whistled John, chow did
you manage it? Why, don't save a
cent out of my salary"
'I haven't spent much for cigars, y
said Sally, gravely.
"N-no, L rather suppose not" was
Johns reply.
81 never drink
"Of course"
"Or treat.n
"Girls don't treat" said John.
"Why shouldn't they ?"
"Well-why-Of- cOurse-you don't
expect such things of them; they're "a
Ia-different sort of creatures from boys;
haven't, any of those artificial appe-
tites."
"Or any of the foolish pride by which
they are cultivated" replied Sally
''but, any wayne won't talk Of that
| lust now. The question is, what shall
do with my money? l want to build 4
house"
John st75,d up with his thumbs in hi:
vest pockets, and looked at her.
"Want to build a house on hundred
and fifty dollars! Don't you want to
build a staircase to the moon? One Is
as possible, almost, as the other.n
"Deaeon Abel says he will sell me
pretty little lot off the Wallace field, fol
fifty dollars cash. Then / can get the
deacon, who is a carpenter, you know
to put me up q house and"
"And what ?n
"And 1 will pay him so much year
until it is niue"
"Sally, what a ridiculous girl you are
Betterinvest your money in good piano
or one of those what you call them-or
ns-but-will-tha' the most ridicu
lous idea ever heard of. How in tn
world came you to think of it.n
~ want to be independent. hav
always wanted to be, and L don't wan
my money to lie idle. am going to d
several hundred dollars worth Of copy
ing this year, for Lawyer Brown; and
think, calculating carefully and pawn
for it as get the work done, l shall ow
small and pretty house at the end
the third year. If you invest even $
} little, say the small sum of q dollar