The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1880-07-30


no more but when another year was on its
way the wOnder-stricken inhabitants saw
Sandy again at his bench. But Sandy was an
altered man. He had grown fat, his eyes
were red and watery, his nose the shape of an
onion, he had symptoms of the gout and as
he worked he made his plaint to any one who
would listen to him.
"Ah you may laugh-nOne of you have
tried it; spending ten thousand dollars in
three years is hard work for any man. And
1 made mistake. l begun WI whisky
When l took to port wine l got on faster.
It's fine wine, the port wine, on, aye, but
you can hae too much of it. It's put me al
most past the work.
However, five years of oatmeal porridge,
bacon and weak tea, with hard work, reduced
Sandy to his former condition of skin and
bone. His health was good, his eye clear,
and he was more contented than ever, until
one day through the streets of Lynn walked
once more tho tall, grave, serious gentleman
from the firm of Dunn Il Derry.
This time Lynn was actually excited, and
as the lawyer entered the door Sandy turned
upon him a face longer and more solemn
than he had ever shown before, and cried
out:
''Mr. Dunn again! Weel out with it, mon.
Bad news, 1 suppose %
eyes, SIR replied the lawyer Your
Aunt Jean is dead. She departed this life
very suddenly. 1t was shock to all the
| family
"Aye; l thought Aunt Jean would live to
be a hundred" said Sandy.
! $50 did she; but she had made her will
Z
/ ite nephew she has left every farthing to you.
/ Sir, l congratulate you"
! Don't do that, mon,'' said Sandy. ''Y GU
mean weel, but it's adding Insult to injury.
/ Let me know the worst. She must hae been
an mco rich woman-my Aunt Jean"
| ''You are now possessed of more than fifty
! thousand dollars, replied the lawyer. On
/ deed, coolly as you take it, l should like to
! stand in your shoes, Mr.. Mcpherson"
| "Ah, weel, " replied Sandy, you may call
/ it cool, but 1 feel pretty warm. How is a
man ever to spend feefty thousand dollars 90
The lawyer departed, laughing In an
hour Sandy stood in Mrs. Cages dooryard
I'm in trouble again, Mrs. Gage" said he.
/ My Aunt Jean is dead. Oh, no, 'tisn't
that we must all die some day, but she's left
me her money, and I've feefty thoosand dol
/ lars to spend"
Il wish had" said the farmers widow,
whose hair was gradually growing gray under
the weight of a thousand dollar mortgage.
Its flying in the face of Providence to talk
that way of fine fortune"
''But how is a mon to spend it?" continued
Sandy. Il couldn't get through the ten
thoosand wi'out maxim a beast of myself,
IL l,. IA
end of me- What's single mon like me t.
do wi it all -
/ ooh there are plenty of ways, Mr.. Nc
/ Pherson," said the farmers widow. you
could be benevolent
'IH never give good money to bcggarS LET
them work for their BREAD" said Sandy
..Ah, you dinna know, Mrs. Gago. \ mon
can eat but five meals the day if he does his
best, and to DO aye drinking is all that Is
left"
Dear, dear what pity it is you haven't
a good, sensible wife to show you how to usC
your money" said Mrs. Gage. you'd fnt
no trouble then"
''But, you see, I'm bachelor said Sandy
''You needn't remain one replied Mrs
Gage.
and who would l marry asked Sandy
Its not for me to say" replied Mrs. Gage
.'Some. sensible, middle-aged woman, Mr.
Mcpherson"
Il wonder would you have me - askeC
Sandy. ''You're very sensible woman
Mrs. Gage, and it strikes me l couldn't do
better but hope you'll drink your share. ."
Mrs. Gage held her peace, and Lynn wa
surprised by wedding the next week, Th
mortgage was paid off the boys were sent t.
college the farm prospered. Mrs. McPheT
son and Sandy appeared each Sunday a
church in black silk and broadcloth, and San
DIV still made shoes in the little house nov
wheeled permanently to the kitchen door, u
to the last account received of him. As fo
his money, he seems to forget that a married
man is any more comfortable than bachelor
and adds: 81 didn't know it until the wifi
told me- which is regarded as one of Nh
, NcPhersonS jokes, though it is strictly true.