The Baltimore County union., 1882-12-02

Miss Woodin believed most firmly II
whatever Joanna believed. In her low
ing eyes the successful young writer wa
always right.
So Joanna Fox and Miss Woodin
dressed in black and closely veiled, wen
upto Foxville to attend the auction sale
Everybody was there. They didn'
have an auction sale at Foxville ever,
day in the week.
Squire Barton was there, with a vagu,
idea of purchasing the old place for ;
public garden.
''It would be attractive" said tn,
Squire. "These open air concert gar
dens are making no end Of money in III,
cities. ! don't see why the German.
need pocket all the money that there j:
going"
Mrs. Emmons came because every
body else did. Miss Dodge, who had
saved little money, thought il the
place went cheap she would pay down
part and give mortgage for the re-
mainder.
"And my sister could keep boarders, 81
she considered, "and | could alway.
have home there"
But Simon Lockedge was most deter.
mined Of all to have the old parsonage
for his own.
al could fix it up" he said to him
self, "and live there real comfortable.
It's dreadful pretty location, and I'm
bound to have ESPECIALLY since moth.
er's investments have turned out bad
we've got to sell the old farm. Nothing
hasn't gone right with us since | broke
off with the old parsons granddaughter.
II wasn't quite the square thing to do,
but there seemed no other way. But,
let mother say what she will, il brought
bad luck to us.
And the rustic crowd surged in and
out, and the auctioneer mounted to the
platform on an old kitchen table, and
the bidding began at five hundred dol.
lars, and chung fire" for some time.
"Six!" said cautious Simon Lock.
edge, at last.
"Seven"" piped Miss Dodge, family.
eight !" said Simon, resolutcly.
"A thousand - uttered the voice oi
quiet, veiled lady in the corner.
Everyone stared in that direction.
"'Tain't worth that" said the Squire
5Ot0 i0fc " all run down-fences gone
to nothing"
Blu, Simon Lockedge wanted i, very
much.
"E-le-yen hundred :" said he,
slowly and unwillingly.
Fifteen hundred :" spoke the soft
voice decidedly.
Fifteen hundred - bawled the auc-
iionecr. "I'm offered fifteen hundred
dollars for this very desirable property.
Fifteen NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
teen. Fifteen hundred, once-fiieen
hundred, iwice-fifteen hundred, three
times and gone, What name, ma am,
il you please ~
And the lady, throwing aside her veil,
answered calmly:
Joanna Fox"
The old parsonage was rebuilt, and
studded with little bay windows and
medieval porches. Laurels and rhod.
odendrons were Sc; on, in the grounds,
the little brook was bridged over with
rustic cedar-wood, and Joanna Fox and
Miss Woodin came there to live in mod
est comfort.
Blu, Mrs. Lockedge and her son 81.
mon moved out of Foxville when the
mortgage on their old place was fore
closed, and the places that had known
them once knew them no more.
And Mrs. Emmons said:
"She's done real well, Joanna has.
always knew there was something in
her."
And Mrs. Wentworth and the Mise:
Barton tried desperately TO become in
innate with the young au,horess, but
without avail.
For there is nothing in all the wide
world so successful IS success, and il is :
fetish which has many worshiphers.