Weekly Trinity journal., 1876-01-08
NUMBER 9.

trip OF 1t gong to the funeral, for she
tlirted with both the men at once, and
even at the grave only became serious
enough to remark that ait must be hor-
rid to die, and that it was real mean that
people should have to do it,"
"And when is the will to be read, I'd
like to know" said she to the grave lawyer
who solemnly shook hands with her on
her return to Mrs. Smiths. ITS your
place to read it, amt it ?"
The lawyer bowed.
Did you make it ?"
81 did, Miss Shippen."
And then you know how much III
have9"
Tho lawyer gave peculiar smile.
1t is not proper for me to do So" he
said. THE will will be read to. morrow
afternoon"
"Oh, what a bother You might have
done it before ;he funeral, l should
think" said Miss Shippen.
"Ar xious ?" asked the gentleman.
"Of COURSE" said the lady. ~ say,
you'd better tell me, aud you shall take
charge of my property. Uncle was worth
two hundred thousand, wasn't he Y''
Nearer three" said the lawyer.
Isn't that jolly !" said Miss Shippen.
Tho lawyer turned away, but the doc
tor was near at hand
Three hundred thousand I" he said
to himself. "Woll, if there be other
legacies, she'll still be rich. And she's
silly enough to swallow anything. III
do it,"
And thereupon, finding Miss Shippen
alone in the parlor, he offered her his
hand and heart.
i fell in love with you at first sight"
no said, "and ! toll you so now, that you
may not think mo mercenary, rs you
might if waited. You may have moth
ing, you know"
Nonsense" said Miss Shppen. ~
shall DO rich, of course. Aud you dou't
suppose I'm going to tako the first red
headed doctor that offers, do your
shall have plenty of beaux, always have
had. And now - dear me, you must
think n good deal of yourself, declare"
Whereupon the doctor, ready 10 die
with rage, departed, and banded himself
with nurse Potting, already Miss Ship
pens sworn enemy.
That evening young Smith made ten
der advances, and received an equally
insulting rebuff. Miss Shippen had now
four enemies, for Mrs. Smith, of course,
sympathized with her son,
The lawyer only remained civil, and
into his cars, whenever she could catch
him, Miss Shppen poured her plans for
tho future. Even when ut last tho whole
party wore assembled in the parlor, two
gentlemen Of grave manner, as yet un-
known to the group, being among them,
Miss Shippen found her spirits too high
to be quonchod, and chartered on, regard
loss of the angry faces about her.
"Poor uncle Dear me, who would
have thought" she said-"me that ho
hated so2 I'm going to have basket
phaeton and II pair Of ponies, and drive
up in the park. Gloves to match my
dress, whip in my hand, silver handle.
I'll make IA show, won't II Poor old
fellow Now who'd ever have thought,
when | used TO make such fun OF his
umbrella ? And it won't be long out Of
mourning either. l shan't 20 into half.
1t don't suit me. I'll wear crimson and
blue and corn color. Nothing but silk
velvet in Winter. Well, what is it ?"
This to the legal gentleman.
"Slence, if you please, for moment.
Miss Shippen," said the lawyer.
"Mum rs II mouse, il you are going to
read the will, said the Indy.
The lawyer unfolded the parchment.
The two grave strangers became solennly
attentive.
The 81, Samuel Shippen, being" ETC.,
was finished. Then came u legacy OF
five hundred to Mrs Smith, which made
her burst into tears, and another OF tho
same amount to Mrs. Petting, which had
the same effect on her.
You're welcome, I'm sure" said Miss
Shippen. :" don't begrudge il TO you (;
now for me, | suppose"
The lawyer smiled, and went on read
ing.
1t was all muddle to poor Miss Ship
pen, but she extracted from the bulk the
fact that 1.-The Sailors aud Soldiers
Asylum Of ---" was endowed with one
hundred thousand dollars the Grab
town College" with another hundred
thousand and that another hundred
, thousand was divided among ten chari-
ties.
Her face grew long; her cheeks flushed.
"Am left out 2" she muttered.
Here you are, Miss Shippen," said
the lawyer.
"To my niece, Anna Maria Shippen,
who, but for hor impertinent conduct
would have been my heiress, leave my
blue umbrella, rs reminder that in the
end good feeling and true politeness are
always the best policy. Let her hang it
in her room, and look at il often as q
warning in the future"
Anna Maria looked around her, saw
the triumphant grin of her enemies, burst
into tears, and dashed out Of the room.
That night she went home. No one at
tended her TO the door; no one opened
that of the carriage. She drove to tho
depot alone, without escort and thc
umbrella still hangs in the closet Of Mrs.
Smith't front bed room, and often illus
trates the story she is fond of telling to
her dodgers Of the poor dear gentleman
who left his niece something.