St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1882-12-01

ing up " hiS hiCNtt iOOhNN Ahd i'''0 -
at her.
81 was thinking of Edward, uncle ;
what if he were never to recover"
''Nay, my dear, let us not borrow
trouble. His physician assures us he
is in no danger, only very weak. Ex-
cellent care cannot fail to bring him
around again"
eyes, | know, uncle, good care and
some things he ought to have which,
Mrs. Chalmers stopped.
"Luxuries for him which you cannot
afford, you were going to say. Now
were it not that | am an additional
burden, you would be able to get more
for him. The old man was looking
steadily at her as he spoke.
sYOu have been Il comfort to us, un-
Gle never speak of yourself as an in
cumbrance we shall not miss the lit
tie we have been able to give to you"
81 am sure you will not" he said.
HAS it not occurred to you how
must have wasted my opportunities all
these years ?"
"All do not find fortunes who go to
seek them," Mrs. Chalmers replied.
THAT is true nevertheless, | ac-
cumulated quite respectable one,
some years since"
"And lost it, uncle that was unfor-
tunate for you"
"Lost it well, yes, some of it. All
men lose more or less in their life time,
but have still decent amount re-
naming; a matter of two hundred
thousand dollars or So"
Mrs. Chalmers was not i'll the least
excited. She glanced at the face oppo-
site her suspiciOusly. He was an old
man it would not be SO strange if his
mind wandered.
Something of her thoughts Mr.. Del
mar readily OWNED. "YOu think | an
crazy" he said, laughingly. "Come
now, confess"
81 certainly think you are, uncle"
"Well, then, | am not ; | am as san'
us you are, which is saying a grea
deal, little woman"
81 thought you We're penniless y
"Who said so? | did not. Wher
John asked me about my resources, al
most the first question he did ask me
[ told him | had lost my money. | die
not say | had lost it all. They judged
the rest for themselves, on account o
the clothes wore, | suppose" he add
ed, with a smile.
1--WE never dreamed but what yo1
we're destitute" Mrs. Chalmers wa
still incredulOus.
81 know you thought so. Yet yo1
welcomed me, thinking | had no alter
native but the alms-house. You hav
denied yourselves many comforts o.
my account. Do you think l hav
been blind all these months ?"
"You have been welcome to it al
uncle" The tears were falling fas
now.
+ "My dear, do not know it ? 1t wa
my intention, when | returned, to fin
out which of my relatives would max
the best use of my money, and to leaV
it to that one at my death. | haV
found the ones whom | consider I'll
most deserving, at least, but they nee
not wait until | am dead. | am III
) going to have your young lives frette
, away. The money is yours, dear nice
yours and Edwards. | only stipulat
y that may still continue to occupy
4 place in your hearts and home while
$ live. Your bread has returned
D you"
l at can't be true. Here | have bet
rebelling in my heart at our povert
a | can't realize it,"
4 "Well, you soon will realize it"
replied, gaily. Look, there is {
earnest of the bright days in stOr
e See, the sun is shiningw
IL WIS 50. IlS SOuutH Sh y hdu SiCei
|, ed, and Just before its final setting, Il
sun had burst out into IA perfect bla
: of glorious light.
d Mrs. John Chalmers refused to b
lieve. 1t was some hoax the wick,
J. old man was practicing on poor cred
: lOus Edward. After various cOmmu
II ings with herself, she put pride in h
v pocket and called on her sister-inla
e in her new home. A home so elega
e in all its appointments, as to make he
1t seem wretchedly small and cOmmO
place in contrast.
W at might have been yours, y
st know" Mr.. Delmar could not, for
t. life of him, Withhold that stab.
r And the thought that it might
1, deed have been her own nearly st
he Mrs. John into a fit.