Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1877-10-24

a dozen thin spoons and small teapot
IN silver, the huge newspaper heap
which had appraised at a penny the
pound-these seemed the only. salable
things; and we looked comically and
grimly into each others faces as we set
them down.
Il wish it were possible to eat InteN-
gencers, said l.
They say newspapers make excellent
counterpanes, replied Sue" warmer
/ than blankets"
t : Yes, and they say that a teaspoon
full OF Liebig's Extract gives as much
nourishment as ever so much roast beef, y
retorted [. But it seemed to me,when
| tried it, that except for taste in my
mouth as if | had swallowed an old
shoe, | shouldn't have known that had
eaten any thing at ALL"
John came as usual in the evening.
Here's enterprise" he called out as he
came in.
What is enterprise p
The I'telhgencer! Behold it, large as
life, and looking just as usual, only forty
eight hours after the fire! That's what
l call pluck
Isn't it?' cried Sue, admiringly, as
she drew the paper om4ts wrapper,
and held it to the blaze that she might
see the familiar page. Meanwhile |
took from my pocket our melancholy
little list.
You were right, John Sue and /
have searched the house over to-day,
and this is all there is of any value-the
furniture, a little silver, and those
wretched IntelHgencers."
| was interrupted by startled cry.
Sue was gazing at the newspaper in her
hand with large, dilated eyes. Her
cheeks had flushed pink.
"What is it? What is the matter?"
both of us cried in breath.
q asst read this! Oh, John, l don't
believe it! Read"
She thrust the paper into his hand,
and he read
C10OO THE OFFICE FILE OF OUR PA
OIUUU. PER having been destroyed by fire on
the evening of the 18th inst. we offer the above
price for complete and perfect set of the Intetl
gencer from its first number, March 1880 to
present date persons able to supply a set
as stated will please communicate with the pub
Usher. p. O. Box 235l. New York.
"a thousand dollars! Oh, Sue! oh,
john what piece of good fortune.
Dear aunty-think Of her file turning
out such treasure! 1t is too wonder
full to be true feel as though it were
Dream" and l danced up and down
the kitchen floor.
John and Sue were equally excited.
"Only," promised the former, eve
mustn't forget that some one else may
have file of the IntelHgencer, and get
ahead Of us"
This wet blanket of suggestion kept
me awake all night. My thoughts kept
flying to New York, anticipating the let
Ter which we had written, and John
posted overnight for the early stage. If
it should be lost in the mails When
morning came, was too weary and too
fidgety to employ myself in any. way.
But about noon John walked in, comfort
in his eyes.
"Why, John, how funny to see you
here at this hour. Why do you look
so? You haven't heard yet; you can't,
for the letter is only halfway there"
But [ hare heard l got ahead of
the letter-drove over to the junction
telegraphed, paid for the answer, and
here it is"
Blessed John This was the tele-
gram:
"send file at once. Check ready to your order
p. HALLIDAY.n
How we cried and laughed and kissed
each other! How much that message
meant To John and Sue, the satisfac-
ton of their love, life spent together
the fruition Of deferred hopes to me,
the lifting of a heavy weight, home, Sc
curity, the shelter of my sisters wing,
the added riches of brother who was
brotherly in very deed And all this
for a thousand dollars Oh, how much
money can do sometimes and at other
times how little /! We had grown some
what calmer, though Sue still kept her
sweet wet face hidden on Johns shout
der, and quivered and sobbed now and
then, when [ turned emotion into a
new channel by Selling tumbler of
water and proposing this toast, To
the memory of the late Samuel F.
Morse"
John seized another and added, 1.-THE
I''tehgencey-may it rise like a phoenix
! from its ashes p
[ leave you to guess if we did not
drink this heartily.