The Newtown bee., 1880-08-11

thoughtful. One afternoon he went up- stairs to change his everyday coat for a better one
 Where are you goingP" cried Mrs. Harbury, quickly, as he came down again.
 "Only into Northam! I shall be home early"
 Unto Northam! It's not market day.
 No; but I've got little business there-about those sheep, you know. l Dinah Ann. I shall get them at my own l price, after all."
 "Of course you will. I told you so all along. Bnt do wonder you could not wait until tomorrow" ] Oh market days always busting day; one forgets half one's business, or has not time to do it. Anyway I thought l I'd go in this afternoon"
 should like to go with you, James!'
 MT. Harbury received the impulsive i-wish with blank look, and had no I ready answer at hand. l "I want to buy new silk gown, and ! to order a best cap, and ever so many other things. Yes; I will go with you, James. l won't be five minutes getting ready"
 :" But--Dinah Ann-not to-day. 1 can't take you this afternoon. You shall go tomorrow, instead" 1 'sWhy can't you take mep"
 Business" he shortly replied. And, his gig being just then brought round, l White Bess in the shafts, he got into it without more ado and drove away, calling out good bye to his wife.
 "Pl be even with you, Mir. James" ]" nodded she.
 The sun was setting when he drove in again and round to the stable yard. Leaving his horse and gig with Evan, he was crossing to the house when his at tention was caught by 6 huge volume of black smoke pulling out of the chimney of a narrow building that was formerly made to serve as 8 bre w-house and wash house, until the larger one was built. As it was out of use now, was not in fact used for any purpose whatever, or entered by anybody from months end to months end, Mir. Harbury naturally thought of fire. He rushed to 1t like a madman.
 In the fireplace under the furnace a fire blazed away, upon which more coal
 had recently cen thrown. Winter than death James Harbury made one frantic move toward it, while 8 yell of what really seemed like terror broke from
 him. Another yell succeeded, and still another; then he collapsed utterly, and fell upon low wooden stool in wild despair.
 "Good heavens!" exclaimed Dinah
 Ann, who had been stopping over some
 blankets in the far corner. What in
 the world is the matterp Is it spasms
 Jamesp Let me run for the camphor.' "Camphor, indeed!" exclaimed the
 unhappy man. Bring poison, rather.
 Poison You've ruined me-n
 ssHe's off his head" was her pitiable suggestion. Let me rub you, James Where is the pain? In the chest?" He flung his arms around in all direc-
 tions, so that she could not get to his chest, or to any other part of him 'Who lighted this fire?n he gasped. Phoebe lighted it. I ordered her The fue in the proper wash house has
 taken 10 smoking frigEtfully. Int blankets are to be washed tomorrow and will be put in soak to night. Blu what is the fire to you, James, that yol , should be put out about itp" "It's everything to me-" he faintl1 answered. "Five hundred pounds ha! , been burnt up in it,"
 wondered the creaky old thing had no come down with his weight-he has tened indoors, sat down by the tabl
 and buried his head upon it. She fount
 him so, his face hidden in his hands.
 "Now, James, you must tell me wha
 all this means-if you are not quite ou . of your senses. Come! 1 intend t. ; | know"
 aYes, you may know it now" h Z said, lifting his face and it's despair. . had placed in the fireplace of that ol' f furnace, in my old green pocketbook 7 f50O in banknotes. And-and they ar burnt! They are burnt, Dinah Ann!"
 Dinah Ann paused. "Where did tn f notes come fromp' ;. ssFrom your brother-to me. A ion J while ago, years before l knew you,
 lent a friend over G400. He ran ava $ with it to Australia, and l lost m . money, and set him down as rogue ' But he is not SO dishonest as though = him; he has made his fortune out there 'e and is back again in London now, an
 last week he transmitted the debt an . interest to your brother for me, $500. ' brought the notes home the night Harr ;. drove me here" . ssAnd now just tell me, James, hoy 15 you could think of putting banknote n into such place as 8 furnace hreholes
 ssI did it for safety. Nobody evt
 went there, and the furnace was neyt
 used.n
 III bu0 DtoIOOh:
 T That's never locked" Why, it's always locked" E ' Anyway, the key is never taken o1 = of it."
 ssAh, see what it is-you were afra s1 should see the money and want ~ spend itr'
 And so you would, Dinah Ann . = sum like that coming unexpectedly" P meekly rejoined. Bonnets and fri .a ,n and fresh chairs and tables--you'd n ,,o have known where to stop. .WelI, must say. James, you ha
 been rightly served for your want
 confidence. No husband ever has
 concealment from his wife, if she's ,;s good wife, but hei s sure to be paid ot :, ID It is loss though, f500!" Il. He groaned. My business in No
 than this afternoon was to consult wi
 your brother about a good lnvestme
 for it.'' J Whats thisp" asked she, placing .e fore him the identical green case---wl = = the banknotes inside 1t. Jan VI, gasped. aAh, it's my dear Dinah Ann now 'os and where would you be without n a,s have given you good fright, no <. ever. Don't you conceal thing fr' me again, James" ,a. ssI don't think will, he said. Ill ~ ,ar has it all come about?' P ng Why, have just been playing of- tie as well as you. l was at the g x last Thursday night, and heard VI : es; ,, you said to Harry as you got out of T. L gig. It excited my suspicious and VIZ curiosity.'
 | But what did I sayp" asked ;4 farmer, really not remembering betW ~ the excitement of the past misery , o oa+ the present happiness. lial ' Not word, mind, to Dinah A for Not word, for you life, mind, to Dil