Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1876-06-09
Seletted Mistellanp,
A GOOD ACT IS NEVER LOST.

Old Farmer Kingston S wife raised her
hands in breathless wonder, and her cap
frills shook. excitedly.
LAND o'massy, Reuben, what have
you got there p
"a baby, num-" said Reuben King
ston, quietly.
"A baby /! Wa-al, of all the world
A baby Did | ever? What are you
going to do with it ~
keep it,"
"Naow, Reuben, you know better.
I've raised my seven children"
"'Then you'll know better how to
take care of this one, mother. Besides,
since Jane married and went away from
home, it's very lonely here"
The farmers voice was quivering, and
for a moment his wife seemed thinking
Of something far away The baby COO
ing soon recalled her.
Il did really hope that / should get a
leetle rest naow they are gone, she said ,
finishing her sentence as if there had
not been an interruption.
W cil, lnotilci, YOU arc iOucsoIne a.
ter all specially when Pun away now
amt you?" Farmer Kingston asked
persuasively.
"Sposin' ! am, its MATERIAL"
Il know it is and the baby will be
company" he cried, triumphantly.
"Wa-al, / never. | suppose you
think that settles it." said Mrs. King
ston, seeing now the trap prepared TO
her. precious company baby'd be
| must say crying all the time, and
Then I'll take it to the work house
will z" asked the farmer, with
twinkle in his eye.
mo you won't | am not quite
heather, Reuben Kingston an if yo
don't shut up about the work house, II
I'll do yon monster"
The farmer laughed he understood
moods and lenses
Then you'll keep it p
"Sartinly, will You've lived wit
me nigh forty years, you ought to kno,
by this time that | wouldn't turn do
away from my door like that-let alon
human ben."
$50 it was settled and the bah
found home
Mrs. Kingston was a mothcrly body
and the moment she decided to adop
the little waif, she went to work to max
it comfortable according to her ideas, an
that comprises all that could be mean
by good home for it.
The baby was pretty, eyes Of blue
and rosebud lips and pretty little cheeks
just pink enough for beauty Aud NOR
than all. the sweetest temper that eve
baby had--the veriest baby-hater in til,
world could not have failed to fall il
love with at first sight. Mrs. King.
ston, who was not baby-hater, wen
into raptures.
Such baby--I never seed the beat
ont" she exclaimed "Puttier thar
poises and good natured as the day i,
long | wish my children had been bal
so good when they were leetle, 'twoult
ha' saved me world O trouble"
"Why, wans't your children goot
enough, mothcr?" asked Farmer King
ston. ruefully.
Eyes, they were pretty good, Blu
that amt it. They wasn't like this one
and don't believe there ever was on
like it."
OF course it was girl or else it neve
could have been 50 good The subjec
of name came at last, and Farme
Kingston, who had been contented will
the homely names Of Jane and Betsy fol
his own daughters, now grew romantic
and insisted it should be known as Cora
"Wa-al neverw said his wife "W,
did not give our darters high-faIutir
names; but Cora's putty an / suppose
you'll have to have your way"
The baby grew and thrived. Day By
day, il grew more beautiful, and wher
it got to run alone and talk, and all that
they almost worshiped it. Aud the lit.
tie Cora was in danger Of being fairly
spoiled.
Then came an evil day for Farmer
Kingston. Some way. he could never
tell how, old Jones Nichols, the village
usurer, had gotta mortgage on this place