The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1883-09-19

was a-calculatin' topay it, said Sim
con Ghudweil, sadly. q But I've had
such bad luck % ~ e
We don't allow for no such thing az
luck where business is concerned said Mr..
Blifil.
Couldn't you give me another year 2''
said Simeon, imploringly.
well, no.n said Bli6l, still masticatina
the cherry-leaf. :" The fact is, Mr.. Chud-
well, I've got better Investments for my
money than six per cent mortgages Capt.
tai is capital, nowadays, And moneys
worth it's face value y a#..fhs,-z
"Well, I'll see. what can do" said Mr.
Chudwell, with q sinking heart He did.
But, so fan as his vision extended. nothing
could be done. And so he sat and waite,
grimly, for Fate to do its worst !
Not the least of his griefs was the being
compelled to Sit like superanuated ole
man, at the window, and SEQ Joseph Field
mg's strong arm doing what he had beer.
wont to do, Joseph Fielding's brain plan
ming out the work which he alone had hith.
erto had the charge Of #
8 You're such n master-hand at work,
Joe, he said, one day in the bitterness OF
his spirit, q wonder you lower yourself to
hire out should suppose you'd goi
enough money laid up to live on, independ.
sntn
s" Oh" said Joe, mildly ignoring the sar-
castle sting of the remark. ~ have got a
slittlel Tn, one of the kind, you know,
that's always lookin' forward TO a rainy day.
And don't mean to be caught without an
umbrella -
But ON this special day, it seemed to hin
that Joseph Fielding had heaped up the
measure of his offenses, IN this matter OF
the tiger-lilies, past endurance.
I'll teach him. said Mr.. Chudwell to
himself {" And III teach her, too ="
Tger-lilies, indeed ~
How he contrived to limp as far MS the
front porch, he who had not left his arm
chair without help for weeks, no one knew.
But when Tiny went out to look mt her
tiger-lilies roots that evening, just between
daylight and dark, the ground was all plow-
ed and riddled, as if some infatuated beast
had torn it with his hoofs While the lily
bulbs, withered by the sun and torn apart,
lay scattered wildly apart
Who has done this ?" she cried, with
gasp of grief ami terror.
81 did !" deiiantly answered Chudwell,
looking up from the newspaper he was
reading by the light of the lamp. 's With
my stick I'll have none o this posy and
tiger-lily business on my farm, and you
and Joe Fielding may as well understand
il, first as last ~
Poor Tiny Well, what else could she
have expected? Had il not been SO all her
life long
The summer went by, and Tiny Chud.
seli had no tiger-lilies blossoming by the
door-s'one. Yet Joe Fielding always kept
a tail stalk of the vivid orange flowers in the
Lroken tinlbler ON the sink, where Tiny
e.IsiIed the dishes.
!" So Blitil has sold the mortgage" said
Mr.. Chndweli, one day, with strange
working of his thin and wrinkled lips.
Well, | don't know as | could hive ex-
\
would like TO know who has bought it
No man likes TO have trap sprung upon
aim unexpectedly. They neednt think Pm
going TO make 'em any trouble, though
Pm ready TO move into the little house at
Firms Corners amy day | receive legal
notice. Though little thought, when ]
borrowed TINT ten thousand dollars, il would
ever be foreclosed ON me like this %
" Well, said Joseph Fielding, who had
come into the house to get q new buelae for
the harness he was fhending, don't cal
eulate the new mans going to be so dread
full hard on you, squire !"
3" Do you know him p said Chudwell,
sharply A y @eh&M A#ak
" DO / know him 2" repeated Fielding.
Like book And he says you're kindly
Welcome to live on, here, all your days,
just as if there hadn't been no mortgage on
the place, 50 long as you don't object to bis
rnoyin' into the other part of the house"
=" What !" cried Chudwell.
' Father, father % exclaimed Tiny, fling
ing both arms around his neck, " it's Joe
has bought the mortgage And we arg>en-
gagged to be married! And he has decided
The place over tome. And you are To stay
here always always, father !"
:" don't deserve this" said the old man,
huskily. hain't been pleasant to neither
of ye. But" with sudden brightness
coming over his face, I'D rather owe the
money to my own children .han to any one
else."
Joe came and sat down by the table.
Tiny brought her knitting to the footstool
,lose by, and thus they discussed the new
future which lay before them. Aud Chud-
well, strangely softened, laid hil' hand on
Tiny's dark-brown head.
"Tiny," said he, :" Pm sorry about them
tiger-lilies. I've been sorry ever since ]
lug 'em up"
You needn't worry, squire" said Joe,
,heeyfully, 1--WE set out row of new
bulbs all the way to the arbor in the garden
And lot of rose-buahes ready for the spring
blooming, and q hardy magnolia bush
Tiny shall have all the flowers she wants,
God bless herr"
And Tiny, CHANGING with shy happiness
into her lovers face, felt that tho blossom
lime of her life had just begun. While Mr.
Chudwell miusinR IN his old chair, was be-
ginning to wonder whether it was just pos
sible that he might have been mistaken all
these years about his theory of life and its
accessories
P'rnps the young folks are right he
said to himself. s'Yes, 1t is very possible
that they may be right. I'm wrong any.
low.s That's certain Pr Shirley BsOacaer
AT hest.
Al, silent wheel, the noisy brook Is dry,
And quiet hours glide BY
In this deep vale, where once the merry stream
Sang on through gloom and gleam e &
Only the dove In some leaf-shad nest
Murmurs OF rest.
All, weary yoyager, the closing day
Shines on that tranquil bay,
Where thy storm beaten soul has I0nged 10 be ,