The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1882-09-20
Carries r ecompense.

| Will mend again, SEQ II they uont whch
Phil gets better; see how much improved
he Is already by the country air aud free
dom. If only We had little more money |!
but that will come In time, and when
you are we'll of and prosperous again, all
this time of worry and trouble will only
seem like a bad dream. SO don't worry
and fret any more dear, or spoil your eyes
with crying" n'aiH
| And Carrie Bcnsen drew her sster.in.
laws head on her shoulder, and stroked
the fair brown hair with caressing touch,
as she murmercd sympathlslngly in her
ear. Fl ,ie |sf '
Only a year ago how different things
had been with them. Then Carrie
was an art pupil at the South Ike. sington
Museum, and Philip, her brother, was
head cashier to an old established bank
when he married Clara Meredith, and
for little while all had prospered. But
one sad day, Philip Benson was sent
home in carriage, with pale face and
l0odstaincd lips,
"a broken ioodvessel," said tho doc
tor, who was too much used to that sort OF
thing to attach much importance to II.
Diseased lungs. Constitution all run
down, no longer desk work, but country air
exercise---new milk--frcsh eggs-all that
sort Of thing!'
SO Carrie and Clara took grave counsel
together over this sad necessity.
philip was always fond of gardening"
said the young wife, wstfully. "If we
could afford 70 rent nice little country
cottage somewhere
| well buy one," said Carrie. look
here, Clara. was reading only yestcr-
day the advertisement In tho paper Of a
little place IN the Isle OF Thanet, close by
new watering place that has sprung up
there. Two hundred pounds down, the
rest on mortgage! Now, have my grand
mothers legacy ntouched-That's two
hundred and iifty pounds, You know We
will pny down two hundred and keep the
other fifty towards an outfit. And we'll
turn farmers"
"What a busines, woman you are, Car.
rie," SAID she. 81 believe that it would be
q new lease Of life for me-"
"But how is the balance to be pady "
said Clara wistfully.
",rho farm must be made to pay for it
SELF" said Phil
"Of course it must" SAID Carrie
small fruits, poultry, and garden vegeta
UIcb eau lull u III u SuCCtsS CiosN w %
new place full of visitors, and so near
Margate and Ramsgate, too"
SO they bought the farm and went there
to live.
At the years END, however, the farm
hadn't paid tor itself. In fact, 1t had so
far disappointed all the principles OF po-
schedule of debt.
Az 80, hat fitpn IN a
Carrie had surprised her poor, wOrnout
little sister in-law 10 tears.
How is one to help cryIng?" said
coming in, and the taxes and the horrid
the interest-ior itseems that the mortgage
has been transferred to some new man who
Is buying q deal of property down here"
"Pshaww said Carrie, giving her sister
in.law defiant kiss. Tell 'em all to wait.
have PLAN"
but plans won't pay the bills, Carrie"
"How do you know that they won't-in
timer" saucily demanded Carrie. Are
you aware that the field next to our orch
ard is full of the most delicious, dewy,
delightful crimson strawberries as large
as plum-almost,"
is, Carrie, one can't live on strawberries"
mo, but one can sell them" SAID tn
umphant Carrie. And we can gather
them ourselves, and sell them to the land.
lord Of the new hotel"
"Yes," said Clara, dejectedly, that is An
excellent plan for meeting current expen-
SEES. But the interest--the awful interest
You couldn't write to Mr. Allyn, l sup
pose, and ask him to lend us"
NO" cried Carrie, with mantling
checks. "PleGsc--pleasc, Clara, don't ask
such thing as that of me-"
"But he IS rich,' urged Clara. "And,
after ALL 1t would only be loan; and
Phil was almost sure he liked you when"
"And that is the very reason that can
not ask him." said Carrie, with downcast
eyes. "It he had really cared for me,
Clara don't you think he would have said
so before now? Nonsense A bouquet, or
sO-a boOk-one or two evening calls
what do they signify? A man might eX-
tend those little ccurtesles to any woman,
and never think twice of it,"
Mrs. Benson sighed softly. perhaps
you are right" SAID she
And Carrie picked moss basket full
OF the perfImed crimson frnit, and bravely
carried it down to the Sea View Hotel the
very net day.
II wish to see the manager" she SAID,
to a white.chokered servant.
I'm the office, mss" said the man.
Carrie, who both by nature and necessl-
sity was "home- body" had never seen
the new hotel, and the modern beauty of
its marble paved floor, Its ircscoed walls
and exquisite hardwood finish, struck
agreeably on her eye But she knew that
her courage would fail if she paused stu
Gle second; so, walking boldly up to the
plate glass shielded mahogany desk, she
set down the basket.
81 wish to make contract TO sell straw
berries here" SAID she, rcsolutely. 80
many quarts day. At the market price"
miss Benson!"
1t was Hugh Allyn himself, who put
ting the clerk gently aside, stepped for
ward. Carrie colorcd to the very tips OF
her fingers, but she never fiinched.
"Are you the owner ofthis new building,
Mr.. Allyn?" SAID she But you see that
we can't all be as successful as you are. My
brother has bought farm about mile
away, and it has proved, so far, failure,
so we are taking to truitselling. Will you
be good enough to examine my wares?"
"A farm, near here? Not what they call
the Hollies.
YES" said Carrie, "that Is the name of
IT,"
"lhen," said Allyn, laughing, 81 have
mortgage on it. Or, at least, so my law
yer told me this morning. II Is part of
some property which has passed into my