McCook weekly tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 188?-1886, 1884-10-16
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''But don't we need the things?''
What of itp Take them all back,
and say we can buy onr own things"
''But Susan,it will cost good deal. -
Cant help IT.; we must act indie.
pendent. Wen buy our own things
after this, -, rdE {sa1fE 500 ~ IL
"Why, of course we can; and if we
can't we can do without" said Caleb,
frightening.
Chats right. Ill pound up the
coffee with a hammer before I'll borrow
another grinder -
A new feeling came over Mr.. Haynes.
His manhood seemed to have returned,
and his heart seemed to be lifted of a
heavy load. .a.
After supper he hitched his old mare
to his wagon and started on his jour
ney to return everything, that was
brought to his home in the morning.
Harry, the Oldest son, rode the bor-
rowed bay.
The neighbors were dumbfounded.
There was not one member who thought
the trick would be found out before a
week. No one had an opportunity to
question him. He merely announced
that he had come to return the articles
borrowed, and that he hoped to never
get in the miserable habit again. 1t
was nine o'clock before he returned
home, and by the time that the chores
were finished the clock struck ten. The
next morning was bright one, and
r,1nL Il hot Ln fo0f hot Lo,
he had for many months.
''1t seems SO much better to use your
own things he remarked.
''You are right" assented his wife.
By the time the month had passed
Mr.. Haynes had bought another horse,
subscribed for the weekly paper and
furnished the house and farm with the
necessary implements and conven-
At the next Grange meeting Mr.. and
Mrs. Haynes answered promptly when
Jonathan Fuller came to their names on
the roll, and when there was order and
quiet, Caleb arose and said he would
like to say few words. The whole
audience was silent. They seemed to
think that they were in the presence of
man whom they had injured.
Ladies' and gentlemen" began
Caleb his voice coming out with an eff
fort, Il was not present at the last
meeting, and [ am glad of it. You
have done great good. | don't want
anybody to feel bad because he might
have talked about me behind my back.
| am cured of the miserable, beggarly
habit of borrowing, and that is enough.
move we speak upon another sub
ject.' |s fl. r.
At the conclusion of this brief speech,
which was uttered with great deal of
feeling, Mr.. Boynton stepped forward
and pressed Caleb's hands. Every one
in the room followed the example of
the agile old man, and Haynes felt that
he was honored beyond his merits.
At the end of the unusual perform
ance some one suggested that singing
should be next thing in order.
Mot an objection was offered, so
Jonathan Fuller hunted around while
for his tuning fork and started, ''There
is rest for the weary in as high key
as he could maintain without rupturing
his windpipe. To be sure some said
''we-ar-ry" and others let the melodi-
Gus strains pass through their noses, but
their hearts were enraptured, and their
souls aspiring above the sordid earth.
Even the little black spider came out of
his dark chamber with three other little
spiders, and listened intently to the
music, and did not seem half so dis
gusted as during the last meeting, when
they raised such dust.