The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1884-12-05
LOVE OR MONEY;
OR,
A PERILOUS SECRET.
BY CHARLES READE,
Author of PUT Yourself in His Place."
etc., etc, etc.


with little loss; fruit dear; meat dear,
because cattle cannot be driven and
sailed without risk of life and loss of
weight; agricultural labor rising, and in
winter unproductive, because to farm
means to plough and SOW, and reap and
NOW, and lose money. But meet those
conditions. Breed cattle, sheep, and
horses, and make the farm their feed
ing-ground. Give fifty acres to fruit;
have little factory on the land for win
ter use, and so utilize all your farm
hands, and the village women, who are
cheaper laborers than town brats, and
think you will make a little money, be-
sides what you make in gratuitous eggs,
poultry, fruit, horses to ride, and cart
things from the house-items which sell
dom figure in farmers books as money,
but we stricter accountants know they
are.n
I'll do it," said BARLEY, eff you'll be
my neighbOr, and work it with me, and
watch the share market at home and
abroad"
Hope acquiesced ioyfully, to be near
his daughter; and they found a farm in
Sussex, with hills for the sheep, short
grass for colts, plenty of water, enough
arabic land and artificial grasses for
their purpose, and u grand sunny slope
for their fruit trees, fruit bushes, and
Strawberries, with which last alone they
paid the rent.
Hope lived by himself, but not far
from his child, and often, when she
went abroad, his loving eyes watched
her every movement through his
binocular, which might be described as
an opera-glass ten inches long, with a
small field, but telescope power.
y Grace Hope, whom we will now call
Mary BARLEY, since everybody but her
father, who generally avoided her name:
called her SO, was a well-grOwn girl OF
thirteen, healthy, happy, beautiful, and
accomplished. She was the germ of a
woman, and could detect who loved her.
She saw in Hope an affection she thought
extraordinary, but instincttOld her that
it was not like young mans love, and
she accepted itwith cOmplacency, and
returned it quietly, with now and then
gush. for she could gush, and why
not? Far from us and from our friends
be the frigid philosophy"-of a girl who
can't gush.
Hope himself was loyal and guarded,
and kept his affection within bOunds;and
a sore struggle it was. He never allow
ed himself to kiss her, though he was
sore tempted one day, when he bought
her cream-colored pony. and she flung
her arms round his neck before Mr..
BARLEY and kissed him eagerly; but he
was so bashful that the girl laughed at
him, and said, half pertly, Excuse the
liberty, but if you will be such duck,
why, you must take the consequences"
Said BARLEY, pompOusly, You must
not expect middle-aged men to be as
demonstrative as very young ladies'; but
he has as much real affection for you as
you have for him."
"Then he has a good deal, papa" said
she, sweetly. Both the men were silent,
and Mary looked to one and the other,
and seemed a little puzzled.
One morning Mary BARLEY and her
governess walked to a neighbOring town
and enjoyed the sacred delight of shop
ping. They came back by a shortcut,
which made it necessary to cross a GER
tain brook, or rivulet, called the Lyn.
This was rapid stream, and in places
pretty deep; but in one particular part
it was shallow, and crossed by large
stepping-stOnes, two-thirds of which
were generally above water; The village
girls, Including Mary BARLEY, used all
to trip over these stones, and think
nothing of it, though the brook went
past at fine rate. and gradually WIDEN
ed as it flowed, till it reached Il down.
right fall; after that, running no longer
down a decline, it became rather Ian
guild stream.
Mary and her governess came to this
ford and found it swollen by recent
rains, and foaming and curling round
the stepping-stones, and their tops only
were out of the water now.
The governess at once objected to
pass this current.
"Well. but" said Mary, "the other way
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be punctual at meals. and | am. oh, so
hungry! Dear Miss Everett. j have
crossed it a hundred times
But the water is SO deep"
1T is deeper than usual; but see, il is
only up to my knee. could cross it
without the stones. You go round, dear,
and III explain against YOU come
home"
Not until I've seen you safe over"
THAT you will soon see" said the girl,
and, fearing IL more authoritative inter-
ference, she gathered up her skirts and
planted one dainty foot on the first step.
ping-stone, another on the next, and so
on to the fourth; and if she had been
boy she would have cleared them all.
But holding her skirts instead OF keep
wearing idiOtic shoes, her heels slipped
on the fifth stone, which was rather
Shiny, and she fell into the middle of
the current with little scream.
To her amazement she found that the
stream, though shallow, carried her of
her feet, and though she recovered
them, she could not Keep them, but was
alternately up and down, and driven
along, all the time floundering. Oh,
then she screamed with terror, and the
poor governess ran screaming too, and
making idle clutches from the bark but
powerless to aid.
Then, as the current deepened, the
poor girl lost her feet altogether, and
was carried OH toward the deep water,
flinging her arms high and screaming,
but powerless. At first she was buoyed
up by her clothes, and particularly by D
petticoat of some material that did not
drink water. But as her other clothes
became soaked and heavy, she sank to
her chin, and death stared her in the
face.
She lost hope, and being no common
spirit, she gained resignation; she left
screaming, and said to Everett, pray
for me-"
Rut the next moment hone revived