The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1880-11-10
MISCELLANY.
MARGARE7rS MONEY.

"She has five thousand pounds" said the
old man, /" and she's good girl. She'll be
catch for somebody"
Then thought he looked at me.
Why should he look at me ?" thought
I'm not q husband worth angling for, as he
knows very well, this man who pays me my
small salary every week with his own hands. y
Still he did look at me, aud answered with
word or two; forget what now.
Yes" he said, talking with o meaning,
too, looking at me evidently to see how
took the news " yes-and what do you sup
pose she does with it? Has it locked up in
my fireproof safe in my fire-proof vault ;
don't use il in any way don't get interest on
it; locks it up as she does her rings and pins
and let's it lie, never touched"
- wonder you don't give her better adj
vice, said.
"Give woman advice - he said. "Try
II. However, approve of this. Better keep
her dowry locked up safe, than risk and lose
it. My fire-proof safe and fire. proof vault
will hold her money-the money her husband
is to have the day he marries her fast and
safe'
Then the old man trotted away to his own
desk and looked over IL at me.
"Fm her guardian, he said. Her father
and had quarreled, you know. But when
A nice thing for an old bachelor to have--a
young niece quartered on him for life I'll
marry her off as soon as can. I say, Fisher,
come up and take tea with me tonight"
He did mean It He offered his niece and
her five thousand pounds to me He had
never liked me either
"shail go?" asked myself. Why not
might IS well see the heiress. ! was not a
man to be bought by money, II she were a
coarse, Vulgar creature, like her uncle but
otherwise, why not see what she was made OFF
At least it could do no harm to take tea with
old Simon Giddings.
Invent home with him that evening. / no.
ticed some little changes in the parlor, as
though ladys hands had been busy there,
and ina moment more / saw, sitting in the
shadow of the curtains, a girl dressed in deep
mourning.
margaret, Mr.. Fisher; my aiece, Miss
Giddngs, Tom" said the old man and as l
bowed / saw little yelvet-headed crutch
leaning against the girls chair
She was lame, then. Old Giddings thought
this was an obstacle to her making a good
match So he offered her to Tom Fisher.
at won't do, old man." / thought. 81
shouldn't mind plain face SO much, but a
lame wife will never do for mo-"
Then something whispered family in my
ear, alive thousand pounds I"
For the rest Miss Giddings was fair and
sweet-looking, and pleasant in her manner.
She was a lady, too, which seemed odd for
odd Simon's niece, for he was as vulgar as lie
was rich and she sang to us after tea very
sweetly
liked a girl with dash and color, but still
her blue eyes and sweet smile haunted me a
little after went home "She'l never quar-
rel with one," | thought; . and woman
worth five thousand pounds would be catch,
certainly but that crutch I'll stay away
from old Simon's house for the future"
But Ae would not let me stay away; he
kept on urging me to go home with him.
There was Marion Moore. Perhaps she
liked me little. admired her intensely
but she had no money, and should take her
away from her snug homo to some poor sort
of place if married her. I should fud il
hard work to feed and clothe her decently.
This fair, sweet Margaret was rich, and az
time passed on began to see her liking fol
me. And sat in the sofice one day, three
months from the time of my first visit, Won
dering whether could be quite sure that
should be good enough to the little thing
meant to marry for her money, to keep hei
from knowing that there was no actual love
for her In my heart.
And as pondered the voice Of old Simon
Giddings reached my ears I. Tom Fisher, ur
in the moon again, eha Well Well, when .
T., fellow is in love we excuse laziness in him
There's my niece Margaret pouring the tea il
the slop basin and overseeing the milk al
breakfast. Maggie says I, you're think
ing of some one, amt YEP She blushed t
her ears. You've managed to get into goot
craces in that quarter, Tom ~
.Do You think SOP" said.
AZ know so," said the old man.
oughtn't to say so, you know, but I'm frank.
Is listened to him-then two voices whisper
ing to me: