The Opelousas courier., 1884-09-20

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John Jacob, Jr., gave a long whistle.
az wouldn't Civ up Jim till / see the
other Teller. Het," he said provokingly.
Its time the bread-risin' was set"
suggested IIetty to her mother.
"You can set it then" retorted Mrs.
Ssebbins Grossly GIVE worked and
shaved for your feyther nigh on to
thirty years, and he never refused me
before. But money has made him
hard-hearted."
mercy on us, woman, what is it
you want?" he growled.
"A-a-camers hair shawl all-all
border" sobbed his wife.
"Great Jerusalem, woman, there
isn't a camel nearer n a thousand
miles of US. How kin / git hair to
make yer a shawl?"
"He never called me woman be-
| FORE sobbed his wife. "To think |
should ever be called a woman by
my own husband, too. Oh, John
| Jacob Stebbins, what a shame to let
money harden your very soul in this
here way"
sits enough to drive a man
de~estracted. crazy said the farmer,
stamping around the room ; "you,
John, go and feed the caows. 1 clean
forgot Them"
Il amt agoin' to feed no caows
ennymore you kin hire another man.
said the youth, spreading himself.
Mr.. Stebbins rose and took down the
means of grace from behind the clock,
but with a mocking laugh the youth
fed out of reach.
Whats the matter with gou,
HAbty?" asked the unhappy man, as
he saw large tears: rolling down his
daughters face.
"Oh, pa, it's SO hard to bear. Just
to think that I-boo-hoo-may have
to wear diamond earrings, and ] (sob
-sob) never had my ears bored"
I'D be mighty glad to change
places with you," muttered the angry
farmer. Then, going up to his wife. he
placed his hand Of her bony shoulder.
"Come, wife, cheer up. If there's
camel to be had for love or money you
shall have that shawl. / s'pose
mought ez well give in fust e. last
Cheer up, old womani'
aOld weman I" shrieked Mrs. Steb
bins. He calls me old. Have / lived
all these long years to have that mar
tell me to my face I'm old. Johr
Jacob Stebbins, ! hateyou Is-c-o-r-r-I
you Keep your money I'm a soin
to leave you Yesi I will he
somethin' new. I'll hev a divorced"
Mrs. Stebbins threw her check apron
over her head and sobbed aloud.
aGreat Scott r. exclaimed the be
wildered man, what's going to com
next2 Hetty, me and Your mothe
never had a rale quarrl yet, and her
she is a-talkin' of a divorce and job
Jacob assassin me to my face it's al
on akkount OF that miserable consarne
Gt &EE&I&&EEE
money. Take the check and send ]
back to the unknown fend a. sent it
nary cent Of it viii I tech
aI amt afraid Of II. pa said Hett.
wiping her tears away. Then she b
gan to examine the check with a loo
Of sudden interest. AT last she q
claimed loudly
why. pal You never read it
Then she laughed slowly at frs
then louder and harder till she had
regular ct Of mysteries. Mrs. stebbiI
ran for remedies and MI. Stebbil
2 pounded her On the. back, When II
got her breath again she nearly !
q peated the operation, and each tin
that she looked at the check she WEI
2 into spasns of laughter.
g "Its nothin',. she gasped, with
reference to the cheek she still held
E her extended hand. anothin In Il
q world but an advertisement"
1.-THE fools amt all dead yet" sa
the farmer dryly Z I might ha' know
there was q catch somewhere
q Unjust set the bread risin'," sa
his wife demurely, as she folded b
y tentlik8 the Arabs and silently stt
e away.
r, eve fed the critters, said Jol
q Jacob, il, who had been listening
the door, and now putin a sname-fac
7 appearance.
y sim thankful 7 escaped q liy
q man., said the farmer, IS he tore t
bogus check into q thousand pieces.
There's a ma at the door. ST
q Hetty. AWhy, its Jim Vance-dt
JIM and she ifasteHed to welcol
y him in.-DetFoit Free Press.
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ten a great deal on snakes and th
til habits, IN TO America from Engla