The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1882-09-22

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"There's your money. Now YOU'VE
extorfioned it out of me, take it. Itwas
give me by a good lady to put the glass
in my windys and save me from rhe1-
matics agin the winter but no, I've GOT
to suffer now. ! hope you'll think Of
that when you re warm as toast in your
| feather beds and blankets-yahr'
s.Indeed it's not I. couldn't ASK II
of you,7 said Ludovico, almost in tears.
ssLook herer' said the widow. "See
my panes. Two windys. Twelve panes
in each. Three whole in the lot This
them boys broke. and this cracked un.
knownst, and this my elbow went
through and when the stoye-pipe fell
it went through these four; and this Il
them boys again and | put bit Of
stick that give under it, is the way it was
them went The eat was ON the siIt
under it at the time. All. well tho.
Coryuer,ll have me this winter.i'
Ladovlco went away with.a swelling
heart
"Ahr' he said to himself. eff
were rich as my dear old friend intended
should be, L d not. Cypress the poor.
There, sir,' he said, handing the
money TO Mr.. Tibbetts, 6 the wretched
old soul has paid it. and row she cant
have her window-panes put in. Shell
die of cold. How cruel Mr.. Van Note is"
30, Widow Wickett's panes. We all
know about them,'' said Mr. Hbbetts-
They re her stock in trade. Why, lad,
they're always OUT
sss Always all these bitter winters u
sighed Liidovico.
Then an.heroic thought possessed him.
He would take the money he.had saved
for a coat and 90 to the glazier and buy
nine panes of glass and some putty and
himself mend the Widow Wickett's
windows. And when office hours were
over away he sped. carried out his good.
intention, and appeared at the Widow
Wickett's door with his hands full of
glass and smiles of benevolence on his
face, and announced his Intention
The widow was Mortified. The broken
windows brought her half her income in
charitable gifts from plying strangers,
but she was obliged to submit, and pre-
tend to be grateful. She sat in her
rocking-chair, ruefuily looking on. while
Ludovico extracted the old hats and
pans, and ripped off the parchment, and
threw the whole outside the window
into the door yard where the gooseberTy
bush grew. Happily he worked, and
soon the windows were all restored to
their original condition
, .sThe Lord blessin' on You,'' whined
the widow, meaning something else.
go, don smention it, said Ludovico,
politely. .You muSn' wash them until
TOMORROW, or they'll fail out. Good I
by
Mrs. Wicket never washed anything,
but she began to mediate on doing it
instantly /; and Ludovico marched away
He would have no coat, but his con-
science would not trouble him.
80, if were rich, how good l would
be to the poor y he said.
At this instant something hit his heel
sharply. A blessed breeze had impelled
one half of the parchment he had taken
from the widows window. after him.
He stooped and picked it up. The first
thing that struck him was his own name.
He looked at it closely 1t was part of
a will-in his favor. Back flew the bow;
the widow was just examining the other
part under her tea-kettle, but he snatched
it from her without a word. and rushed
away. Mr.. Tibbetts saw him coming,
and his prophetic soul saw 4 great reve-
lation in the boys pale face
What have you got there?" he
shouted.
Ludovico answered
g The Widow Wickett's window
panes."
A few days after the widow was in
court, explaining how she came by such
window panes-
And so the boy cameto his own, and |
reahy7is the rich man he dreamed of |
being as he daubed the putty against the |
frames of Mrs. Wicket's window; and |
that cid lady is well provided for by the |
gratitude of the young heir. who has |
bought her house for her, furnished it, |
and settled on her an income beyond /
her wants but she keeps an empty |
snutf-box in her pocket, and amiablevt
strangers are often heard to mention /
hat they gave few pennies just now I
20 poor old soul, who never could save
enough for her one luxury-a pinch of
snuff--M Y. Ledger.