The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1883-02-08
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Il.YY Dj request would be granted

Hills OH TIE UdNdD1e properly OF the
town would not be 5urdensome, and
would give $1,000. The loss by fire the
other day was much greater than this.
Besides the insurance companies speak
Of withdrawing; unless something is
done in this matter. /
Mr.. Foot's motion was unanimously
adopted. 2
The chair appointed The followinsy
Mess. N. Foot, r. L. Mcts
Caughrin, G. S. Mower, r. ii. Wright
and w. 7. Tarrant. Mess. MeCaughs
rim and Mower declined. The chaiI
of the old books to be sold, aun
Polly" demonstrated Mary Mere
dith.
"Your uncle Cyril never wants
anything to be touched" sharply
retorted Mrs. Meredith.
"He'd let the old trash of The
house accumulate half.ceiling high
if he had his way"
'And as for those battered old
sHollin's Histories he never has SC
much as taken them off the shelf
since old uncle Benaiah died."
Sand l mean to turn them into
money, to buy good stout yarn for
his winter stockings
@Are the white rags ready, Mary?
Then call to Abe Seeley while / go
after the books.
And Mary stood by, scarcely
disappearing, yet powerless to re-
monstrate, while tie mildewed old
volumes of Rollins Ancient His
tory were sold at three cents.
"It's a shame" said she, 80 sell
those books for such a sum as
that
"Pd like to know what possible
use they can, be to u.s." said Mrs.
Meredith tartl5:.
Books is books" said Abe See
ley, a philosophical individual with
a leathery complexion and only
one leg.
"But, to be sure, folks prefers
poetry and romances nowadays"
"They amt jnst partial to ancient
history, as far as my experfS8ce
goes
Fifty dollars, that there last lot
Mrs. Meredith
':And three-quarters," cried Mrs.
Meredith. !.
"Three-quarters at the very least,
Abram Seeley."
'Call it ffty-dollars,' said the
one-legged intinerant.
'1t's the covers of the books as
weighs heavy, Mrs. Meredith, and
that's where the paper mills don't
allow anything
& - .
you're cheating me-" said the
lady severely"
'1'm cheating myself, Mrs. Mere
dith,'' said Abe Seeley fervently.
Land of gracious ! there's days
as | don't fairly make my ex.
This was in the sultry glow Of
the September noontide.
At sunset, the rag-wsgon stopped
alongside of deacon Franklin's old
mill, where Charley, the deacon's
eldest son, in his broad straw hat
and working-costume, was drawing
a bucketful of cold sparkling water.
'.Neyer was a mortal SO thirsty
in all my life,' said Abe Seeley,
as he reached out for the gourd
she'll.
We'll, Charley Franklin have
you finished that there course of
divinity lectures YETI"
"What's that you've got in your
wagon, Abram?" said young Frank
lin. Books? q didn't know you
dealt in general literature .
"AlPs fish as comes to my net,
said Abe Seeley, with grin.
Rollins Ancient History eh?"
said Franklin. carelessly taking up
a volume. s'Is the set complete?"
"Every blessed volume,' nodded
the rag vender. .Don't ye want to
trade for them, Charley Franklin, I'll
sell 'em to you cheap"
Young Franklin was book-lover
.he glanced longingly at the an
cient covers.
"What do you call cheap?" said
he.
And then and there began diplo-
matte course of bargaining, from
which Bismarck himself might have
profted.
Charley Franklin, being tho
roughly in earnest, was at disad-
however, and although he
secured the coveted literary treas
ure, he still felt that he had been