Knoxville daily chronicle. [volume] (Knoxville, Tenn.) 1870-1882, 1879-06-22
Written fol the Chronicle.
Mrs. JlSeph'S Old Fashioned
Money.

D Nv ell, little MOrtle, how are the car
; penters getting alOng?"
30, splcpdidIy; the've got the new
a stairs ali done, and I've been up OF
'em, and Joseph, they've walled those
! little old stairs ali up, and it seems
! kind of awful to me, when / think
how useful the Old things have been
even if they were crooked and narrow
and most broke my neck so many
times,it's just like losing an old friend.
But, Joseph, before they put up the
partition between those rooms up S airs
L want you to 60 uD and help me pack
all those books and things into big
box, till the carpenter work ia all
| done"
"AIl right, after dinner" was the la
comic response.
! So after dinner, our friend joseph
| and his wife, Mrs. Joseph, assembled
! the new stairs to their task, chatting
away as happily as if they lived in a
! palace, and never had to even Think of
work.
Mrs. Joseph was a rapid little work
er, and her busy fingers could fly as
/ fast as the busy tongue could run; and
| that is saying great deal for her busy
! number of books and never open q
cover, or any number Of boxes and
never peep under lid. Not
so, Joseph. He was Of more
( inquir.ng mind. Every box that came
into his hands must disclose its con-
tents. Not that he had any curiosity;
| no, indeed, none of the Eve about
him; but he was of an investigating
turn of mind. Every book that he
packed must be sCrutiDiZed carefully,
and all paragraphs that chaEced to be
peDcil-marked, must be read aloud and
criticised.
AS all JOseph's books had paragraphs
that CHANGED to be in that Interesting |
condition, Mrs. Joseph, fOreseeing no |
end to the work, suggested:
Joseph, lets bundle 'em all into the |
box without looking at 'em, and take |
some other day when we have plenty |
of time and examine 'em.,'
well" agreed Joseph.
But the very next minute he opened
q book and said, Now, here, mamma,
you like sentiments, here's one worth
remembe boring
DO noble things, not dream them, all day
long,
And make life, death and that vast forever
One grand, sweet song"
l tell you, mamma, there's a healthy
sentiment for dTeamers, isn't il? A ,
good one for any body and well ex-
pressed. Kingsly did that"
Yes, Joseph, L know ii; isn't Kings
ey splendid !" But let's do the mo-
ne thing of packing these away be-
ore those carpenters come back
20, that's So" said Joseph. mo 7
ime for you now, Mr.. Kingsley, go
our way, for this time, TO your own 1
L. a L
convenient season we'll call for you" q
Then followed "eilence for the space
f fifteen minutes notwithstanding
drs. Joseph was a woman. And the il
Hence was broken by Joseph, not q
githst landing he was man.
Mamma, why, what under the sun
re these papers IN this old box? Seems t.
: ii they look familiar some way,
ut"
Here, Joseph, hand it to me-"
nd the round face flushed,
its-why-old letters, you know" t.
" Old letters ?"
" o yes, Joseph, that you wrote me
ourself, before we were married"
"Why, mamma, and you have kept f
he silly old things all these years."
nd he looked straight into the dear !,
ace, not young now, but flushing till
was as pretty as it used to be so long e
go, when those letters were first f
'ritten. \
Yes, indeed, Joseph, pref \
er. Don't you dare to y
gh as you think of those old n
mes, for you know Mrs. Joseph is G,
Ike good wine, and better and more -
eautlful now with the new name" II
TiIten upon her brow, telling of fl
rife and victory, than when she was h
Ia nd har ho |
,lth you TO the West or to the end of /
he world.
But Joseph knew 1t, and said some
ing pretty TO Mrs. Joseph, which 1
Ill never repeat to you, as much as sc
on would like to hear it, h,
Then the packing progressed finely h
7 some time, till at length Joseph
ok into his pryiDg hands little IL
bite box. He opened il quietly, but ss
e contents seemed TO amaze him, and fr
} exclaimed, why, huiIo, what's h;
is % III
Mrs. Joseph glanced up calmly. Iii
}, nothing but money; its no good" a
No good ?" ~
No, its out of style long ago. l.,
"Out of style!' said Joseph, whom pl
rprise seemed to have metamor- a
IOsed into an echo. 70
E ?' -
- " by, its good money" Blu
20, no, it isn't good at all. It was no
ce, but il hasn't been used, that !.
nd hasn't, for years and years.u he
''{'ll give you dollar for it." offered
seph, the irrepressible Yankee rising
him.
'All right agreed Mrs. Joseph, III,
cling that she had decidedly the best ~
it. ne
So Joseph. regret to say, put his sol
eat hand down into his pocket and usi
tracing therefrom q fashionable" sto
liar, paid il over to the Innocent lit ~,
woman before him. 'n
nd before the Setting Ofthe sun of OH
> same day" Joseph went to the of
rst National Bank and exchanged
, "oId fashioned money" for twenty