The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1881-07-13

in chalk upon kind of vellum
and enclosedin 4 frame Of larnished
brass.
"Who is this that IS 50 ugly, Aunt
Mary ?"
''That, they say is my greatgrand.
father, Nelly"
What is it painted on-this
queer stuff"
swell, it is kind Of leather, be-
lieye. They used to write on it in
old times. .
"He Is uncommonly ugly, isn't
he ?" said Nelly, wearily.
As she spoke, the little case fell
apart in her hands. Il yellow, fold
ed paper was revealed. She opened
it, and saw that it was written up
on.
"Why, bless my soul, what have
you there?" exclaimed Miss Gold
ing, rising up in 4 strange alarm.
She snatched it from Nelly's
hand.
''lt can't be the viii" She cri-
! ed.
Nelly looked on in dumb surprise.
Aunt Mary read a few words, then
rushed away in wild agitation to
the library where her brother was
sitting. Nelly could hear them talk
ing, the two then her brother came,
then the old house-keepcr was call.
ed from the dining room and so
much confused talking she never
heard before. BY and by, they all
waited upon her in a body.
Nelly" said her father, sitting
down upon the foot of the bed, you
are an heiress."
"This is old Grandfather Goldin's
win y exclaimed Aunt Mary, flour
ishing the bit of paper.
at seems that he was very eccen-
tric," Gregory condescended to ex-
plain. "He was very rich and had
some hard sons and some grand
sons who promised to be harder,
and he fell out with the whole set,
who were waiting for him to die.
He declared that no money of his
should encourage the young peoples
exeesses a little poverty would
help the family, and the fourth gem
Grafton would appreciate his money,
and probably make good use Of it.
When he died, no viii could be
found; and though there was a IA
nous struggle for the property, it
went into the hands Of trustees,
through the oath of the lawyer who
drew up the viii and there it mas
been, descending from one person
to another, and accumulating in
value, until you and I, Nelly, are
as rich as Cresus." ;"
"How Gregory ?"
"Ain't we the forth generation ?
Father was the only child, we are
his only children all the back folks
are dead and it slides down to Us on
creased wires. Hurrah for Grand
father Golding"
Is this true, father 2"
YES, my dear. The property IS
chiefly in Leeds, England. The
houseAeeper who came over last
summer, you know, happens to
know ali about it. It is in safe
hands, and our claim is indisputa-
ble."
What did Nelly'do? The little
goose! Instead Of flying OFF in
thoughts of a carriage, and dresses
of cloth, of gold, ana a trip to Eu-
rope, she buried her face in the pill
lows, and murmured under her
breath, "Oh John Oh, dear, dear,
John =
And it was 10 castle in the air.
Three moths proved that Nellie
was the mistress of gold,
almost. And then a little
note went to Kansas saying:
Dear Jobn-I am waiting for you
with a fortune. VIII you come for
me now.
NELLY"
And he came instantly and |
though some might have sneered at |
his readiness, the heart of the little /
wife was always at peace.
She knew that John Burrows low
cd her truly. Grandfather Gold |
ing's money built up a commodious
western town: paved streets, raised
rows OF shops, erected dwelling
houses, founded banks, libraries, /
and churches; and Nelly finally
lived "out west" But she had OPP
portunities Of seeing pioneer life +
and she said, "John was right / |
should have died in year, had l
lived here in poverty"