Huntington advertiser. [volume] (Huntington, W. Va.) 1874-1921, 1875-03-04

Katherine say IN tne 1amlnS vi Tue
Shrew ?"
"Repeat it, love-"
.sThy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper.
Thy head, thy severe gn-one that cares for thee,
And for the maintenance commits his body
To painful labor, both by sea and land;
To watch the night in storm, the day In cold,
Whilst thou liest warm at home, secure and safe,
AMI Graves no other tribute at thy hand
But love. fair looks. and true obedience"
"There. dear, you did all that for
me when you could; and shall l do
nothing for you Besides, you know,
l took you for better or worse
"For worse, l Think" said Tom.
"Hush, hush, dearl None love so
we'll as those who have suffered to-
gether. Some day we shall tell all
this to our grandchildren when We
are rich and prosperous, how grand
mamma and grandpapa lived in one
miserable little room, and dined off
bony fish and weak tea" and Lima
laughed merrily.
"You are downright angel from
heaven to me, Lima" he said, his
voice full of emotion.
"Nonsense, dear I'm a very or
dinary little mortal and your loving
wife, that's all"
"Heaven bless you, darling, but it
is dark"
"The darkest hour is always near
est dawn said Lima. Hark what's
that? ?" as heavy footstep Was heard
ascending the stairs.
"It's that confounded old Mother
Croucher after her money, as she
calls it, again." cried Tom irascibly.
There, 1 told you so" as a sudden
knock came to the door.
1t was Mrs. Croucher, indeed but
not after her rent. In her hand she
held large blue packet, sealed with
a tremendous black seal. AS she
flung it down disdainfully on the
table, she said, with a snort:
"Some folks has fine friends as
seals their letters with a coat of arms.
It's pity as some folks don't get
their fine friends to pay an honest
woman her rent"
And with another snort she depart
ed, slamming the door behind her.
Tom turned the letter over and
over in his hand, and examined the
seal, after the foolish fashion most of
us have of mastering whom a letter
in an unknown hand can come from,
when the simple process of breaking
the seal would solve the mystery.
"It look like a lawyers letter. he
said.
"But we don't owe anybody any
thing, do we?" exclaimed his wife
anxiously.
"Not a silver, except to that old
harpy, Mother Croucher."
And he tore open the seal.
"Hallo ! What's this% he cried,
as he ran his eyes down the sheet of
blue wovOn paper. "Can believe
my eyes? IIurrahl"
"Oh, what is it dear'" said poor
Lima, white and trembling, as she sat
down again on her chair, from which
she had arisen.
Darling; its all good news. Lis
ten"
And he read out
"BEDFoRp Row, July 10,
''To Thomas Harrison, ESQ, lately employed
In the firm OF Chisel 4 Grasp, Mlnories
From Messrs Botherman and Dodgeit."
SIR We have the honor to inform you that by
the decease OF our Glen, Mrs. Rebecca Sturt
and bv her will, as duly proved by MS at Doctors
Commons, we are empowered to make over 10
you forthwith the sum Of two thousand pounds
three per cent. consols.
IAN early call at our office, with view 10 an
immediate settlement OF this little matter, vii
oblige, Sir your obedient servants,
"BOTHERAAS, D0DGETT & Co."
"This little matter" murmured
Lima. "But who is Mrs. Sturt Tom,
dear :"
81 haven't the least idea, except
that she was a jolly old brick"
"Ifit should be hoax" suggested
his wife, falteringly.
Tom turned pale, but said resolute'
ly:
"Oh, it can't be that. It's all
right. Look at what they say about
lately employed in the firm of Chisel
& Grasp Besides, the seal bear:
the name of Botherman & Dodgett,
an eminent firm OF lawyers.
The seal certainly did so; for it
was only Mrs. Croucher's ignorance
or spite, or possibly inability to read,
which had converted the name of the
firm into a coat of arms.
you'll 90 to Bedford Row to NOR
row at ten o'clock, won't you dear p
asked Lima.
"Of course 1 shall, pet. I shan't
rest till l know about 1t one way or
the other"
"Oh, how l wish it were tomorrow
morning" sighed his wife.
At ten o'clock next day Mr.. Thom-
as Harrison was closeted with Messrs
Botherman Il Dodgett in the private
room of their office in Bedford Row.