The Marietta journal. [volume] (Marietta, Ga.) 1866-1909, 1877-05-11
Rich For One Day.


+ Charles Jones lived in Bunkers
vile. He was strictly honest, con
sequently he was poor. Jones had
as many poor men have, large fam
FLY ; and whenswihter had arrived.
found him out Of employment and al
! most out Of bread, BY doing cd,
tiobs, however, he managed to keeI
body and soul together. One morn
ing he arose in very low spirits h
was to eat his last crumb of brea
for breakfast. Is t5g sii
what must | do 2 he cried.
Trust to providence answere,
his faithful wife, breaking in upo
his soliloquy aia1
We'll, | will. I'll go down stree
and see if | can get an odd job o
two"
He had scarcely gone a squar
when an acquaintance, coming to
| ward, said - s
Halo, Jones, looking better thar
usual this morning; no wonder
though; believe Id feel jolly, too
we're | in your place. Allow me t.
congratulate you, SIR
/ Poor Jones was completely stag
gsred, formerly he had received on
ly a cool nod of recognition from Mr.
Williams; now it was kind word
and hand offered to shake, and con
graduated, too. And for whatY HI
could only stammer:
sMr, Williams, I-I-really --I--
what do you mean 2
ooh, of course Expected you
would be proud and stuck up Elk
planned Mr.. Williams, adding, 'Give
you two weeks to get over that
And with this lucid explanation
Of his condnct, Mr.. Williams passed
on.
| He is crazy exclaimed Jones.
While looking at the retreating
form of the supposed maniac hand
lightly touched his shoulder, which
caused him to turn and face Mr.. Ora
ball.
slow are you, Jones Glad to
see you said Mr.. Graball, extending
his hand.
lam pre-pretty we-welp es-
sayed the astonished Jones.
'Of course you, are said Graball.
And how modestly you assume your
new role. I'll tell you, Jones, you
know you wanted to borrow twenty
FIVE dollars Of me the other day; ]
didn't happen to have it just then,
but yesterday | collected my rents
SO this morning I thought might al
well make il fifty as twenty five.'
| Thrusting the cheek into Jones'f
hand, he was about to depart, when
he added
Il forgot, Jones; my ifssays you
must dine with us next Sunday. Be
sure to come, and bring your wife
and children AS Graball whisked
out Of sight, Jones tried to collect his
thoughts. After miserable attempt,
he determined to go home and COM
suit his wife; she might solve the
riddle that puzzled him.
Arriving at homo amazement was
only to be succeeded by wonder and
surprise, for, in passing through the
hall into the the kitchen, he found
his wife unloading -four barrel,
and his daughter putting away lot
of beef
Isit you Charles9 2 asked his wife.
4 don't know, Mary; just stick
me with a pin, till I see.'
s,sNo indeed / shall not. But just
think Of it, Charles. The grocer sent
up this barrel of -four this morning
that be refused to trust us for last
week, and the butchers boy stopped
with some meat, when you know he
has refused us all along. When |
asked him what was the, matter he
only winked and said we could settle
at the end of the month. Mrs. Stingy,
our neighbor, sent ia two pounds Of
butter, saying. she was sorry she
didn't have it yesterday, when we
wanted to borrow cup full, bat, as
her butter man had just come, she
could spare us "a couple of pounds
'And I've got check for fifty dol
lars.' And Jones, overcome by such
munifccnce sat down and gasped for
breath.
Il wonder what it means 2 family
inquired Mrs. Jones.
Give it up shouted Jones' des-
pairing Of ever solving the riddle.
Suddenly loud knock was heard
at the front door.
If thatis any person with house
aud corner lot, refuse it. Tell them
we won't have it, yelled Mr.. Jones
at his wife, as she rushed to see who
it was oh. it is you, lie it 2 he said
in relieved tone, as Miss Tellal,
the village gossip was ushered in.
'Of course it is, bat law me, |
won't get mad at that. | told brother
James that expected you would be
kind of fussy like and excited; all
most every one is that has fortune
left to them
'What fortune, madam p demand
ed Jones,
w f.o9, nIJod NJ.