The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1877-11-08


sand dollars, now Any rich man would
consider Il mere hGgalelle In his expcn.
ses; bot II could command the ssm, il
would make ns three comfortable for life.
How DO You meani What would you
90 with thousand dollars II you bad IL,
John?
III tell you. Langworlhy isgolng to
sell bis practice.
Oh!
II il large practice for the country,
you know. Il brings him 10 six or eight
hundred sometimes more. he
has chance TO go into partnership With
bis brother out West somewhere, and
be Il sell for thousand.
Dat John, some people like you better
than t.ey do DR.. Lsngworthy.
Yes, some people do. But the question
is, Will they like me better than the
other man who buys DR.. Langworthy
oat3 IL were that man ! should COM
mand both practices. II is chance,
don't YOU see? But new man coming
in has bis chance 10 cut me out.
see. What can be dones
Nothing, with rueful laugh. That's
the worst oft. can only keep on and
hope for the best. But i! is hard, when
with this miserable thousand dollars !
could double my chances and make a
nice home for you two. Sue darling,
don't cry.
She had laid her cheek down on his
arm, but she wasn't crying, only looking
sadly into the iir,.
II we sold everything, all this which
aunty left us--the home, everything
couldn't we get the thousand dollars! |
asked, desperately.
John shook his head ] couldn't let
you do that, Cree, in any case. You'll
wantyour share some day for yourself; it
musn't go into buying practice for me.
But, apart from that, houses sell so badly
now that this would not reslize much
over the value Of the mortgage at forced
sale. And the furniture, though worth
good deal TO keep, would go for moth
ing at an auction, That plan wouldn't
do at all for any ofus.
Still, there's no harm in thinking about
it, and seeing what we have, aud what
it's worth, ! urged, loath to give up any
ghost of a chance. We may do that
mayn't we, John5
OF course. That is thing you must
do sooner or later. Look over the house
and make list carefully, and wei con-
suit and fix on approximate values.
Don't hurry about 1t, though. Next week
is time enough, and know You need
rest.
Rest is the very thing | don't need and
can't take, | cried impetuously. Some
thing to fill up the long days aud keep ms
from thinking aud getting blue is what
we want. Wen make the list tomorrow,
John.
A little more talk aud he rose to 90.
Did you stop at the post office, John?
| Yes. There was nothing for you.
Not even the Intelligence? ? asked Sue,
lauguidy.
| ] forgot to tell you. There has been a
great fire in New York, and the Intelti.
gencer is burned out. Abner brought
the news over; il was telegraphed TO the
junction. They say the building is TO-
tai loss, so | suppose there won't be any
publication for Wholesome days at
4 least.
Poor auDtyl how sorry she would be!
sighed Sue. Aunty took the paper ever
since it began, forty-five years ago. She
never missed number. There It all is
up stars-stacks and stacks of it. She
was SO proud of her file It's no use al
all now, suppose, is il, John?
The ragman will give penny pound
for it, suggested; that's something.
Wen weigh the lot one oil these days
and see what we can realize, said John
| Goodnight, children.
1t was gbostly task which we set out
to do next day The past itself, the faiuI
ffagmentary past, seems to be wrapped
up and inclosed in those bundles OF time
worn articles with which elderly people
cucumber their store rooms, and close
shelves. Some air Of antiquity exhalel
as you open them, and, mingling will
our modern air, produces Bn impression
half laughabIe, halt sad. Aunt Priscilla
have beens born collector. She loyec
old things because they were old, apar
from use or value. and instinct and priu
ciple combined had kept her from eve
throwing away anything IN her life. Hat
she been richer, her garnet would indeed
have proved mine of treasures for tbt
bric-a-brac Hunters. No tin peddle
would have laid eyes on her sndirons
her claw-iegged tables would have helC
their place, her Spode sud Worceste
wares sat undisturbed upon their uppe
shelf, century 10 and out. But Aun
Priscilla had no clAw-legged tables, n,
brasses or old china. Instead, we fount
vast stores Of odds aud ends, bits Of by
gone dresses, rolls of faded chintz, paper
yellow with age, pamphlets which NJ
mortal ever had read or would read, oil
books, coverless or with pages torn ava.
scraps Of rnsty iron. screws wilbon
heads, and nails without points. Tn
furniture, though neat aud whole, was 0
the plaiaest. Even our nnpracticed eye
could see is lack OF value. Who woull
want 10 buy lhe old time dimjty curtains
with ball ffinges sewed along their edges
OF the counterpanes, made by Aunt PFis
elias own hands uut of the eaIlcoes q