Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1882-01-13

make note, payable in one year, with in
terest seml-annually-that you can run two
years-and | will lndorse it. TO me you
snail give mortgage on your farm for Sc
curity. That note I will get discounted
at our bank, and the money shall be yours.
Buff do this, you must make up your
mind to pay me one hundred dollars at the
END of every two months. Every sixty
days you must have hundred dollars
laid by for me; and, whether [ receive it
or not, at the time, it shall be held sacred
as belonging to me- Can you do this ?''
John thought the matter over and final
ly replied that he could make all the pay
ments except the first one. Said he:
There will be considerable expense at
tending the execution Of the business,
which l mu st meet promptly. After that
l should have no trouble-only the trouble
of work and care"
.'All right" said Latham, ''do you bor-
row another hundred dollars. My endorse
ment will be good enough, and your farm
is worth enough to cover it. Make it
eleven hundred y
And so the business was done, and con-
Guided in season.
It was on bright, beautiful morning in
September, that Mr.. Jonas Hapgood drove
into the door yard of the Garland Place.
and having jumped out from his light
wagon, and hitched his horse, he turned
toward the house, meeting John at the
door, He was all smiles and cheerfulness.
He spoke of the beautiful weather; of the
forwardness of the crops; and especially
the SPLENDID look of everything around
the old homestead-''the good old place"
he called it. Thus talking, they made
their way into the comfortable sitting
room, where Mary, sitting by the side of
the cradle, rocked baby with a foot, while
she piled the needle with her fingers.
Bye and by, when he found that the
young wife would not 60 away, Mr.. Hap
good pulled out his big pocket-book and
cleared his throat, then drew forth the
mortgage; with the note attached. He had
begun to open to business in his oily. full
some way, when the farmer interrupted
him with:
zone moment, Mr.. Hapgood What is
the exact amount now due you ?''
'1he amount Ah-a-why-the in
terest. you know, for six months-is thirty
dollars. But-as have
"Wait. SIT? Will you answer my ques-
ton ? What is the exact aneoau,t due you
from me ?'
"Why-the whole amount is ten hun
bred and thirty dollars"
Exactly"
And then John arose, and went to the
old secretaire in the corner, and came back
with his pocket book-one that had been
his fathers fathers before that, and from
it he took ten crisp one hundred dollar
bills, and three crisp ten dollar bills. of the
Canal Bank Of Portland.
'sThere Mr.. Hapgood, is the money.
Will you let me have the mortgage and
the old note ?'
The money-lender looked aghast. A
big, bright fabric lay shattered at his feet !!
Ono of the fairest estates in town had Slip
ped from his grasp in the moment when
he thought full sure it was all his own.
'sBut, my dear sir Mr.. Garland l did
not
"You did not what 20
"Why, Liam not pressed for m oney.
If you would like to let this mortgage"
mo, no,' cried John, 81 want TO pay it
off. Here is your money ; and if you are
one-half as 81 ad to receive as l am to pay
it, you will be glad indeed.''
H&pgood made a wry face, but he saw
that the game was up, and he surrendered
as pleasantly as he could, tarrying not a
moment after the business had been com
, pleted.
The visit of the money-lender, his cha
: grin upon finding himself foiled served 10
, inspire the young farmer, and his wife
, also. A box was made into which the saw
, ings were put; and then they both went 1T
the work. They first sat down and con-
| sidered what they must purchase of cloth
ing for the coming winter; and what Of
{ other necessaries, and they were surprised
when they found to how small a sum they
we're able to bring it all down.
When the harvest had been gathered in {,
John selected ont those things which he
|, thought would be profitable for him to sell
: at the time but he was anxious to keep
his potatoes and few other items of pro-
duce, for q higher price. His potatoes
were of the best and he had deep, dry,
. warm cellar, where they would keep.
On the first day of November, Mary Gar
land came to her husbands side as he was
about to rise from the breakfast table
= and said to him
"John-you have payment to make to-
morrow at the bank %
No, Mary, don't you remember-I bor-
rowed eleven hundred dollars, and left one
hundred of it in bank for the first pay
ment."
The wife's countenance fell but only
for moment.
But, John-you could pay another hun
bred if you had it ?''
"Of course could-and right gladly too.
1t would warm Uncle Daniels heart i'm
mensely."
SWELL" said Mary, her face aglow, and
her blue eyes sparkling with glad light
at the same time laying small bag, made
from Gn0 lOOI VI d SGOCkluB, OIL tH6 UdUIe,
there is my mite, from eggs, and butter,
and cbeese-from Yarn spun, and stockings
knit-a mite which I began to gather a
year ago, when thought of buying new
cleak for last winter, which, you remem-
Der I did not buy, because Uncle Daniel
gave me one"
"Mercy You don't mean it % exclaim-
ed John, when he had emptied the stock
ing, and found more money than he had
begun to think of. "Why-here are
Gust a hundred dollars, John"
That was one of the blessed moments
one of the hours to be remembered-a
bright memory for all the time to come.
That winter john went into the forest
| to cut wood But he WAS not contant 70