The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1880-04-15


carried up Mrs. Clements breakfast,
her boarder lay cold and still upon the
pillows.
The first shock over, Della wrote di.
rectly to the lawyer of whom she had
heard Mrs. Clement speak as having
charge Of her affairs, begging him to
notify that lady's relatives, if she had
any. In reply, Mr.. Wills wrote "The
late Mrs. Clement appears to have no
near relatives. Some distant cousins,
who, having abundance of this worlds
goods, yet served her shabbily when
she tested their generosity, as she has
tried yours, are all that remain of her
family. In the meantime, enclose you
a copy of her last will and testament,
to peruse at your leisure"
"What interest does he think take
in Mrs. Clements will" thought Della; I;
but read, nevertheless:
Being of sound mind, this sixteenth
day of June, lS-, /, Della Rogerscn
Clement, do hereby leave one hundred
dollars to each of my cousins; and l be-
queath the residue of my property, viz,
thirty thousand dollars invested in the
Ingot mining company, fifty thousand
in United States bonds, twenty thousand
in Fortune flannel mills, and my jewels,
to the beloved niece ofmy first husband,
John Rogerson.
DELLA RoGERsON,
"of CrgtSbOrough, Maine"
"' For was a stranger, and ye took
me in; hungry, and ye fed me; sick, and
ye ministered unto me-
Goodness alivem cried the neigh
bors, when the facts reached their ears.
"What a profitable thing it is to take
boarders! Everybody in town will be
trying it. Of cnurse Steve Langdon will
come home and marry her, if she were
forty old maids. You may stick pin in
therem
Della did not open her house to board
ers the next season. She found enough
to do in looking after her money and
spending it; in replying to letters from
INDECENT people. who seemed to increase
alarmingly; in receiving old friends,
who suddenly found time to remember
her existence. And, sure enough,
among the rest appeared Steve Lang
don, and all the village said: 81 told
you soW
cts not my fault that you and I are
single yet, Della" he said.
"And we are too old to think of a
change now, Steve"
Nonsense! It's never too late to
mend. I'm not rich, Della; but I've
enough for two and to spare"
&" ] wouldn't be contented not to drive
in my carriage and have servants under
me now," laughed Della.
IndeedP Then perhaps you have a
better match in view. Captain Sey-
mour asked me, by the way, if l had
come to interfere with Squire Jones
interest"
"YesP Squire Jones proposed to me
ldSb WeCk.
"Now, see here, Della. Have I come
all the way from Melbourne on FOOLS
errandp There l was, growing used to
my misery and loneliness, when the
mail brings me in letter in a strange
hand, which tells me that my dear love,
Della Rogerson, loves and dreams of me
still, is poor and alone, and needs me
me! And the letter is signed by her
aunt, Mrs. Clement, who ought to
know. l packed my household goods
and came"
"rm glad you did"
"In order that / may congratulate
Squire Jones'"
"But l haven't accepted him. In
fact I've refused him-because-"
Because you will marry your old
love, like the lass in the song, Deliam
In Croftsborough people are not yet
tired of telling how a woman made
money by taking boarders. .--Mary NJ
Prescott, In Independent.