The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1877-01-31

/
Bonaparte himself)
And all of sudden a masculine
| footsteps rang on the threshold. and
John Bayberry burst into the room,
flushed and eager. and painting with
the unwonted haste he had made.
"John, what has happened!''
For. before he could open his lips
to speak. the undefinable electricity
of his presence had telegraphed to
her the consciousness that some
unusual occurrence had ruffied the
serene current OF his daily life.
"What do you guess, pet?'
"Your salary has been raised"
BETTER than that
MY story has been accepted by
the Weekly Star = gasped eager
Diana.
Better than that
81 give it up" said Diana. "Oh.
John, tell me quickly-what is it 2"
cousin Arial Peterson. is dead,
and he has left me his money"
cousin Arial Peterson % repeat
ed bewiIdered Di.
"That eccentric old fellow out in
Coopsley,' said John, sinking into q
chair, and tanning himself with the
brim of his hat. MY third cousin.
He disinherited his daughter because
she didn't marry to suit him made
at least half dozen different wills,
and burned 'em all at the last, leav-
| ing a testament that makes it all
mine. Hurrah we're rich people at
last, pet Eighty thousand dollars
at the least Three cheers! and
give 'em with a will"
ooh, John, take care! You've
walked baby!" cried Diana, flying to
the side of the cradle.
"Bother baby Let him cry lit
tie; its good for his lungs. We can
have q French bonnie for him now,
and a patent perambulator, and a
nursery fitted up with all the modern
conveniences, Ell? That's something
worth bawling for, isn't it, little
chubby.cheeks?"
''Oh, John ! and then we can have
uncle and aunt Libby to live with
us p said Diana, trotting the baby
on her knee.
Uncle and aunt Kibby? What
should they live with us for?" re-
torted Mr.. Bayberry, somewhat con-
temptuously. "Who wants to open
an asylum for INDECENT old people?"
s'But, John, they are so poor ~
"There are a great many poor
people in the WORLD observed John.
"But 1 dont't know that it's our bu-
siness to provide for them ALL
And cousin Maurice's education"
hazarded Diana. eve can help
him through college now"
well, I'd like to know what bu-
siness it is of ours to help Maurice
Oglesby through college," said Mr..
Bayberry. Nobody helped me
through college, L know"
But we shall be rich now, john
IF we're going to divide our
money with all creation, there will
soon be an end of our riches" said |
Mr.. Bayberry, somewhat shortly.
Diana looked timidly at him. |
How unlike was his manner from !
that of her penniless, light hearted |
husband of twenty-four hours ago,
who would have lent his sole remain
ing dollars to a friend and shared
his last crust with a beggar!
"We'll buy a house on Eff y Ave
nue., pet he went on, cxcitedly:
''and--"
"Oh, John, | would so much rath-
er live in the country - said Diana.
Il wouldn't then. The city for
mel
Eyes, But, John"
"A1rs. Bayberry, you will please
20 remember that the money is
nine, not yours p said her husband,
mperiously,
Diana recoiled as if some noXious
insect had stung her, and bit her lip,
while her eyes filled with tears. il
Good thing for me that Patty
Peterson threw herself away on that
carpenter observed John,
lie sat down to the table, and began
lervously crumbling up a slice of
,read. Its an i'll wind that blows ,
Nobody any good
"But, John, you will surely make
he poor girl some allowance?"
make her an allowance? 1 shall
10 nothing of the kind. Why
should l !' !
Because the money should right +
ully be hers because she's depriv- :
d of if by mere caprice of her
lore nor less than thieves if we
axe it from her" cried Diana, earn :
silly.
''Di, you're a fool" said Mr.. Bay
erry, snappishly. ''Do look at things :
rom business-Iike point of view. =
he money is ours
''But it will be no blessing to us >
it is wrongfully come by"
II am the best judge of that, Mrs. =
said the husband, stiff1y, :
Diana burst into tears.
"John, you never spoke to me SO . .
efore."
"And you never made such fool :
f yourself before p
Il wish the money was at the
ottom of the sea-" sobbed Di. Z
That's a woman's logic" sneered
sr husband. Hello what's that?'' d
was the postman with letter,
From Cry & Ilford, my cousin Il
otterson's lawyers said Mr.. Bay 81
cry, complacently, as he broke 81
e seal. q Vigilant, wide-awake b.
flows. | think I shall continue to b
nploy them. Eli? how what's W
is? The deuce - fc
The letter dropped from his hand; in
stared blanl1ly at his wife. n,
"a or