Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1883-03-07

seeing that we are equally related to
uncle Joseph, and 1 was with him when
he died.
But Caroline did nothing of the sort.
"What's mine is mine" said she
"and-I certainly shall not give away 8
solitary centof it."
So the cousins went their differen,
ways.
Mrs. Delmont married handsome
Southern lawyer who mad lett her g
widow at forty.
Clara welded a penniless Clergyman
who had died as poor as he lived, and
she kept soul and body together by
means Of a third-rate boarding. house,
further incurring Caroline's displeasure
by adopting poor little lame orphan
vino had no other prospects than the
poor-house.
i've been uniucky all my Iife,' -
sighed Mrs. Masters, as she hurried
home through the biting winter blast,
"and luck don't seem likely to change
now.
81 must just let Thompson, the
secondhand man, have the big walnut
secretaire that uncle Joseph gave me,
and the rosewood bookstand l took for
Miss Mowbray's board. They're the
only articles I've got left of any value. Z"
Thompson, the second band man. sat
III his store with a faded oil portrait
hanging above him, and pair of blue
velvet window curtains draped at the
left, three bird cages on the table, and
a cooking-stove at his rear. while he
was engaged in counting out the pieces
OF set of antique china.
Humble servant, ma'am," sail
Thompson, who had always recognized
Mrs. Masters as a lady through all her
adversIties.
Thompson" said Mrs. Masters
sadly.
i've made up my mind to part with
my walnut secretaire and rosewood
bookstand."
'.AIl right, ma'am," said Thompson,
eyeing the spout of the cream pitcher
hard, to make sure that it was not
cracked.
You may send up for them tonight
VERY well, ma'am," said Thomp-
son.
Mrs. Masters shed few tears as the
big secretaire and the little bookstand.
the last relics of her gentllity, were
taken away in Tnompson's wagon.
Goodness knows what I am to do
next, said she. but therel We're all
in Heavens hands"
Thompson the furniture man made
his appearance the next day, with
curious bewilderment in bis face"
"Well, am beat!'' said Thompson.
"Wonders never will cease, as my
poor old mother used to say"
"What do you mean?" said Mrs.
Masters in surprise.
"Ir's that there secretary O. your'n,"
said Thompson. "It was kind O. bruised
and scratchy, SO I just took it all to
pieces to oil and polish it up. And clear
at the back, / found two or three old
papers that must have slid down out of
the back of the drawer and got wedged
above the wooden clsats that support
ed the lower drawers"
"Papers?" said Mrs. Masters, "Dear
me, Thompson, what sort OF papers?"
"There's an old note of hand, as
must be outIawed long ago." said
Thompson "And catalogue of Rail
way Bonds, and will.
"a whati" gasped the widow,
ga last will and testament. Dated
six weeks before your uncle Joseph
died. And-don't turn pale. Mrs. Mas
ters," said Thorn pson; SIT leaves You
all the property he had in the world.
1t states"
But here poor Mrs. Master tainted
away.
"Well-the rest can be easily imag-
ined,
The will was put into court, and tri-
umpk antly proved.
Mrs. belmont found herself dispos-
sessed anil Clara Masters became the
heiress.
"But, dear me, wouldn't harm a
hair of Caroline's head, said good Mrs.
Masters.
Amt there enough for both of US?
And really, / am more glad on Dennie's
account than my OWL"
For Mrs Masters was the same sweet
natured woman through storm and sum
shine alike.
.'Ought to ha' been duchess, said
Thompson the secondhand man.
"And / always said SO,
Sand to the day OF my death, L shall
he proud to think it WIS my chisel and
screwdriver as pried out her inheri-
tance."