Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-07-20

whole" said he, bringing down his palm
upon the table, 81 amt sorry that those
investments of mine in the Maripcsa Sill
yer Company have proved q failure"
what do you mean," said Miss Mahala
Ann, curiously cycling him over the top Of
! her spectacles.
But the deacon only shook his head
and smiled.
"Time will show" said he, ''time will
show"
The news that Deacon Grinder was
wrecked in Mariposa Silver Mining stock
| flew like wildfirc through the peaceful
community at Fitchville -Four Corners.
SWELL" said Miss Philena Peck, 81 am
| beat!'
HE never had no judgement in money
matters" said the widow Clapp.
GIVE thought all long that he was
living too FAST" said Barbara Bowyer.
"Those poor little children, what is to
become of them?" said Naomi Poole,
wistfully.
The next day the deacon made his APP
pearance at Miss Peck's homestead, pale
and rather shabby, with child in each
hand, and one following him.
miss Peck" said he, 81 suppose you
have heard the news?"
eyes," saiu Miss Peck, looking vinegar
and tack nails. "If it's your failure as
you mean
~ think of going to California" said
the deacon, "to see what can do, and if,
in the meantime, you could be induced
to give my children home"
ooh, dear, mop said Miss Peck. II
never could get along with pack of chill
dren! da1e say you could find some
half orphan asylum or place Of that sort,
by inquiring llttle."
Miss Peck sat SO very upright, and
glared so frightfully out of light blue
eyes at the deacon, that he was fain to
beat a retreat as soon as possible.
He knocked next at the widow Clapp's
door. A slipshod servant-maid opened
it.
us Mrs. Clapp at home?" he asked.
A head was thrust over the stair rail
ing and the widows shrill voice cried
out:
"Is that Josiah Grinder, with his
swarm O. young ones! Tell him I am
particular engaged. Do you hear, Bet
sey,-particular."
Miss Barbara Bowyer was arranging
trimmed hats and rolls of bright colored
| ribbons in ner bow window as the dea-
con and his little ones entered the shop.
"Miss Bowyer," said the deacon, ''you
were evera genial and charitable soul
1t is to you that 1 trust to make home
for my motherless little ones, while en-.
deavor to retrieve my fortunes in the fa1
West"
II couldn't thing of such thing
said Miss Barbara, dropping box of ar
titicial flowers in her CONSERVATION. And
| really think, Deacon Grinder, YOU
haven't any business to expect it of me
It's all l can do to support myself, lei
alone pack of unruly children! / dare
say the poor master could do something
for them, Or
II thank you," said the deacon, with
dignity" shall trouble neither you
nor him.
WELL" said Miss Bowyer with a toss
OF her head, 'you needn't fly into rage
because neighbor offers you a bit Of
good advice!"
But Naomi Poole ran out to the little
garden gate, as the forlorn deacon went
by.
"Deacon Grinder" hesitated she, turn
ing rose-red and white by turns, ssis this
true?"
"About my Mariposa investment?
Yes
"And that you are going to California;
II am talking Of it, said the deacon.
'Would-could you let me take care of
the little ones while you are gomez said
Noami, tenderly drawing little Dolly to
her side. II am very fond of children,
and I would take the best care of them.
And you have been so kind to mother and
me, Deacon Grinder, that we should feel
it privilege to be able to do something
for you"
And poor soft-hearted little Naomi
burst into crying.
There was moisture on the deacon's
eyelashes, too.
"God bless you, Naomi! !" aaid he, "You
are a good girl-a very good girl.
"Ain't it truce" said Philena Peck.
"Well," said Mrs. Mopsley, cit is, and
amt. He did lose what he invested in
them Mariposa mines, but it was only a
thousand dollars; and the rest of his mon
ey's all tight and safe in United States
bonds and solid real estate.
"Bless mel" said Barbara Bowyer.
"Well, never!' said the widow Clapp,
with discounted countenance.
"And," went on Mrs. Mopsley with evil
dent relish in the CONSERVATION she was
causing, they are building new wing to
the house, and he is to he married to Mao
mi Poole in the fall"
"a child like that!' said Mrs. Clapp.
"With no experience whatever!" said
Barbara Bowyer, scornfully.
" only hope he won't repent of his
bargain sighed Miss Philena Peck.
And Miss Philena's charitable hopes
were fulfilled. The deacon never did re-
pent of his bargain.