The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1884-06-07

All did.
Here was another old trunk-oIl
letters, old deeds, old notes long paid,
Old account books of Il hundred years
ago papers showing were the old Tip
tons had gotten the better of the neigh
pors with whom they dealt, maps of
Old farms, notebooks, almanacs.
w hat conceivable value had they for
anybody but Eddie Ochiltree9 They
might go with the rest; and go they
did. And if any missing document
that would have supplied the gaps in
the history of Captain John Mason, or
have touched new point about Raleigh
or Sir Ferdinando Gorges, went into
eternal oblivion with them, Mrs. Upton
neither knew nor cared. What was
anything of that sort besides the re-
solve that her darling should not be put
to shame?
That was great plumber; but of course
that was not enough. Let her gather
whatever there might be. Straight
way, then, she cut down all her stock
lngs, for one thing, and made them
over, in order to throw the discarded
part into the common receptacle, leave
them long or short as it might; there
was an old window curtain upstairs
thatcame to strips every time she washed
tit wasted thread to mend it-that
might as well add its weight; the
trlnges on most of the towels were rag
ged-she cut them off; there was an
old hoop-skirt, long abandoned the
only one she ever had, and that had
carried her through the reign of erin
<eliiiae she cut away the tapes and
stripped the steels of their woven COW
erings, which perhaps weighed the
tiftieth part of q half-ounce. Anna S
copy-books? Let them 90. And Mr..
Tipton'S love letters? Mr.. Upton him
self had read them over not LONG since,
and filed them. and for the time had
felt as if all their sentiments were his
still, and that he was very good hus-
band because he had been a tender
lover. They had caused him to plume
himself a good deal on his domestic
virtues for two or three days, till he
forgot them. The bundle seemed
heavier and bulkier than it used, but
then her husband had folded round and
covered the letters, and perhaps made
more of them that way, He had tied
up some other old truck with them. at
any rate, maybe Just to steady them.
He'd never look at them again. Be
sides, they were her own; why should
she leave her love-letters for all the
world to read? The ioye-letters fol-
lowed suit. Then Mrs. Upton looked
round for fresh forage. What else was
there? She might take the cottonwood
out of the comfortable; but that would
be robbing her husband; she would not
do that-at least not. till She couldn' t
help it. Those Congressional docu-
ments-well, a cent and half pound
no earthly good! Mr.. Upton might
never know it, and then the case was
desperate. In they went with all the
rest; and she even took the scissors
and clipped the margins from every
book in the bookcase that really be-
longed to herself few in number, but
atoms swell the amount. Searching
the house from top to bottom, there
really seemed to be nothing else she
dared touch.
Mrs. Tipton's stock ready, she lay in
wait for the tinman, in order to receive
him when Mr.. Upton should be away
and it appeared to her for days as il
there were conspiracy between Provi
deace and her husband to trap a guilty
wife, if an ever SO fond mother, by the
tinman's never going by except at times
when Mr.. Upton was in the house.
She secured him at last. Rags has
not materially risen, he said. but still
they fetched good price. Claw sakes
I'll have to get another team if there;
any more. This sOrter means bust
ress," said Mr.. Dustin. speaking ell
business" he went on, emptying hel
poor store into his great burlap bags
cts pretty one they're in out tC
Washington. Have foreign war OF
our hands in no time if they don't hau
off, and rags up out of sight. Wish IL
a seen the President in the beginning
I'd "a gin him a hint that d a saved
half the fuss. But they're all so so
in their own conceit' '-tugging and jam
ming in the rags-'I calkerlate i
wouldn't a done any greet good. But al
the science ism t in the big-wigs. Now
there's my gal, my little gal-yoa seer
her going by to school. | amt NJ
manner O. doubt she could give then
fellers out there to the government
p'ints. She graduates next week
You've got gal, too, that's took Tho
course, amt you? l see her. She anC
my Priscy was neck and neck awhile
But blood'll tell, and the Tipton
always was smart"
But not all Mr.. Dustin's adroit re
marks diverted Mrs. Tipton's eyes from
his steelyard. She looked, perhaps ;
little more intently, and would have
been glad to trip him after utterance o
his opinion of the Tiptons. She really
loved her husband, after all, and il
spite of all; but under the phrase, "tht
Tiptons," she bound up every bad feat
ure in his character. The only troubl,
that Anna had ever given her, indeed
was the fact that. let her do what sh,
would, and favor whom she might, shc
really was Upton.
Well, the deed was DONE Her eye!
sparkled as the reckoning was over
honest weight this time if never before
and sum in her hand such as she haC
not been mistress of this many q day
Good weight and good money" sale
Mr. Dustin, counting it into her oper
palm. "You never sand your rags
Miss Upton, and l never scale my
weights Not the leastest mite
You're the sorter woman l like to trade
it'll; but sakes alive! some of EN-! they