The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1884-06-06
A NOVEL TENEMENT.
American Cultivator.

She had always been a keen wltted,
shrewd woman, but she had at last done
one of those foolish things which even
keen-witted, shrewd people will do in
their old age, sometimes. Five years
before this her husband died and left
her the old homestead, which was sit
uateG on a small, but rather valuable
farm.
After the funeral expenses were paid,
her stock of ready money ran low.
Their income had been obtained by the
sale of hay, vegetables, eggs etc, from
the farm, but these means of support
failed after Mr.. Carpenter died, for
Mrs. Carpenter, or Aunt Rhoda as she
was generally called, was too feeble to
attend to things herself, and she had no
money with which to hire help.
The only relative she had in the world
was a niece, who had married a wealthy
gentleman, and had been travelling
abroad for the last four years. Aunt
Rhoda had not heard from her
for some tine, and she had no prospect
of immediate assistance from that quar-
ter, though it would probably have been
given readily had her niece known OF
her troubles, for on the death of her
parents had been a mother to her.
az guess if Annie Carpenter Mather
was here" Aunt Rhoda used to say when
her sore ~perplexities began, II shouldn't
be so bothered in my old age"
But Annie Carpenter Mather didn't
come. She probably had not received
Aunt Rhoda's letter informing her of
her uncle's death, and the poor old WON
an was at her wits end.
OF course she could have sold the
farm, but she could not bear the thought
of living elsewhere. Finally she hit up
on the plan of giving up the entire prop
erty to some man, on the condition that
he would support her for the remainder
of her life In return. This might have
answered very well, if it had only been
given up to the right sort of a
person, but Aunt Rhoda was foolish
enough to make it over to an entire
stranger, who won her heart with plea
SAINT words. His wife was young and
pretty, but she was a vixen, and he
was at once shiftless and crafty. The
farm ran down steadily through the
two years he managed it. and at last he
mortgaged it heavily and decamped.
Aunt Rhoda had always.been a very con-
scientious person, and when she was left
alone in her old house, she considered
that it belonged to her no longer. 1T
made no difference to her that the man
had violated his partsof the agreement.
Not one of her chairs and tables, or the
cooking utensils the had used so many
times would she claim as her own.
@No," she would say, 81 don't care
what Mr.. Foster has done. know he
hasn't done as he said he would,
but i am going to do as I said
/ would. These things and this home
amt mine now, an I'm goin' to leave
them. It's pretty hard; for I've lived
here all my life, an / think most as
much Of my things as / would OF
my folks. For me To set here an
look at that clock ia the corner that
father bought me when / was married,
an my cooking stpxa an, NV chairs, 81
table, an, my dishes there in the cup-
board, an think they amt mine!-I
only wish Annie Carpenter Mather was
here. But she amt, an I'm goin'.y
But where Will you go, Aunt Rhoda? r
said one women. There was quite 8
knot ofthem there in Aunt hoda's kitch.
en- the day after the Forsters left.
my plans air all laid" replied Aunt
Rhoda sturdily.
You'll have to 60 to the almshouse,
remarked one, bluntly.
NO; I ANITA goin' to the almshouse
AMI AIM Gin 90 star here in q hhom,
that amt mine more'n one night longer
I've gotproperty elsewhere.
"Doyou suppose she has ?" whispered
one woman to another, and they al
stared at each other incredulonsly.
but where, Aunt Rhoda?" venturet
one
"Ko matter where. I've got IL. an
that's enough my plans air all laid.
That was all the information they
could obtain, and they hadto leave Will
their curiosity unsatisfied. That wa:
Saturday, and the next day the myster'
WIS solved.
The church III Camden was quite new
and remarkably fine for such q small
country town. Indeed il was rathe
too nice for the purses Of the communi
fy for the parish was largely iii debt
Those beautiful, easy-backed, black wal
nut pews, with their plump, criinsol