Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1874-05-02

Cousin Clarissa,' said AIerrilton,
bravely, 1" 1 love Cora Dalles, and I
stand hero to espousc her cause. You
may suo her if you like"
/" I shan't do that" said the widow,
leastwise not until Jehorum Simp-
kins comes home to advise me what q
best"
"But," went on George Merrilton,
- shall make her my wife this very
day in order that can offer her a home in
place of the one which you SO cruelty
deprive her Of"
The widow. albeit naturally kind
hearted woman, fired up at this.
"Of course I've got nothing to say"
she said, :" if you choose to marry a
thief"
But she stopped here-tho upblazing
fire in Merrilton's oyes admonished her
to go no further.
1t was lonely enough those cold win
ter days, sitting at her freside, the
money gone, the merry sound of George
Merrilton's voice silent, and Cora S
bright presence vanished
6" If I should be wrong in supposing
she took it," she said to herself, "I
should be dreadful sorry, to think of all
the ugly names | called her-but 1
don't see as there can possibly be any
doubt to it. Anyway, Jehorum will
advise me when he comes"
And on the dusky edge of Saturday
night Farmer Simpkins came.
Il never was SO glad to sec anybody
i'll all my born days. said Mrs. Peck
inston impulsively jumping up from
her seat-and she told the story of the
vanished bag of gold, before he had a
chance to deposit his portly bulk upon
the chair she Hospitality drew forward.
Mr.. Simpkins turned doll red-then
a tallow whitc-got up and sat down
again, and dragged leather bag from
the recess of his butternut- -colored coat
tail.
I'll never play off q practical joke
again, blamed ef I do he ejacu-
lated; g for l declare to gracious, I
hadn't any idea of the mischief I was a
dom! Hcro's your money, Clarissy
i heard you telling the young folks
where it Was, when | was a scrapin' the
snow off my boots undor the window,
that night, and I reached it down just
for a joke, when you was gone to see
about the supper. 1 meant to have
brought it back the next morning and
have good laugh with you about the
burglars. but you see how was fixed
father got poorly and I couldn't think
of nothin' but him-but you won't lay
it up asin me, C;arissy, now will you?'
"But Cora Dallas?' gasped the as
tonishcd widow. tive told everybody
she took it.
"Then YOU and I must so round and
explain matters to everybody, that's S all, "
said the farmer.
And Mrs. Pekington began to cry.
"Poor Cora" she sobbed, "poor
motherless child! I could bite out my
own tongue when I think what wicked
things have spoken with it. But I'll
go right over there, and beg her pardon,
so will, and Georges too"
Cora Merrilton forgave Mrs. Pecking-
ton much more sweetly and readily than
her husband could bring himself to do
and she even came over to help the
widow make wedding cake for her own
matrimonial benefit.
"For, of course, knew it could all
be set right sooner or later" said Cora,
cheerfully, "and we'll let bygones be
bygones." :"
And the widow solaced her conscience
by presenting Mrs. Cora with just hall
the contents of the mischievous leather
bag for wedding present.
s. There is enough iron ore OF best
quality outcropping i'll Montana, and
lying upon the surface, to make the
rails of tho Northern Pacific from end
to end; and yet it is SO worthless that
no man will waste time to become Its
owner. So says United States Marshal
Wheeler, and so says the records OF the
Land Office.
Dsy~ The Chinese have an aphorsm
very similar to our " Man proposes,
but God disposcs." 1t is, "Jen schwo
Soo-tre. soo-tre. Tien schwo, Wei-lau
wei -jau"'-" Man says, So! so! Heaven
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