Mexico weekly ledger., 1881-07-28

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While I put on my hat and shawl, I
had mentally naads way with half my
legacy, for I had bought Charlie an en-
tire new suit, nice, warm flannels and all,
and barely left him enough to pay his
board in the country.
Carried away by the excitement of the
moment, scarcely knew what I was do
ing till I found myself in the palatial
store At Bank street, and heard gentle
manly voice say, in answer to my ques-
ton: "Will you please wait a mo-
ment, missp while he spoke to an elder
Iy man, who in q while came to me and
said:
"Would you mind telling me,
madam, how this set of jewelry came into
your possession?'
Certainly not" I said. "They were
left TO me by my aunt, Mrs. Eunice
Marston. You may, perhaps, remember
that she bought them here"
"Will you give me your name and
address, pleaseT
did 70, and found that the younger
man knew my husband well, and also re-
membered having seen me in the store
with my aunt.
"Do you know, madam, what those
Jewels are WORTH"
"About $50, suppose" 1 said.
He took one of the earrings out of the
case, and giving little twist and light
pressure Of the small gilt knob at the
lower side of the ball, it opened into two
parts; taking off the golden envelope, he
held up to my astonished eyes an i'm
mense solitaire diamond that sparkled
and blazed like star as it trembled in
his hand.
"The earrings alone are worth ten
thousand dollars, and, with the brooch,
which opens, too, you see, the set is
worth twenty-five thousand dollars"
The words had no meaning to me
verything faded before my eyes-all
was darkness
When ! came to my senses, was ly-
ing on a lounge, and sweet-looking lady
sat by me bathing my head. When
was sufficiently recovered to think of
what had happened, and was assured
that it was not a dream, I had another
interview with the gentleman, who, like
the genii in an Arabian story had evoked
such wonders from simple golden ball.
Upon my signifyiDg my desire to sell
the jewels, an agreement was made, and
went out of the store rich woman,
with Ormolu & Co.'s check for twenty.
five thousand dollars in my pocket.
When reached home, Charlie stood
at the front door waiting for me, look
ing anxious, poor fellow, for no one
could tell where had gone, and it was
very unusual for me to be out when he
came home.
He must have thought had gone
crazy, when, putting the check in his
hand, / threw my arms around his neck
right there in the vestibule, and, crying
a. if my heart would break, said:
"Oh, Charlie! Oh, Chsrliei" Then
when he had taken me into the house, I
drew all my little ones into my arms,
crying: "Oh, my darlingsl my dar-
ingsp
When my excitement had .abated
somewhat thought of the precious pa-
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"Where is the checkf" I said. r
aCheckin said Charlie. "Poor dar.
ling, trouble has turned your BRAIN"
But upon my insisting, very much as
one humors sick child, he consented to
humor me, and pretended to look for it.
"Here is something, papa" exclaimed
Amy, as abe put in his hand crumpled
bit Of paper she had picked up in the
hall.
I can sec that expression on his face
do really believe my husband for q
minute thought had, in my insanity,
been guilty Of forgery, burglary, high
way robbery, or some dreadful thing.
It seems but yesterday, and yet five
happy years have gone since then, and
we have house of our own, with . coy
library full of books for Charlie and 6
large, sunny, lovely room for the child
ren's nursery. ...,.
You wouldn't know Charlie, he is SC
rugged and brown, He is now cashier
Of the bank in which he began q errand
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