The new North-west. [volume] (Deer Lodge, Mont.) 1869-1897, 1884-09-12

Il will take you for twenty-five shill
ings." Mrs. Dirk completed her sent
snce rs IL the other had not spoken.
And the bargain was completed.
Mrs. Lonsdale had not been in the
house a week, before she took hel
husbands cousin severely TO task.
That horrid old man in the faded
olive-green suit has the best room in
the house." said she. The very
best"
YES" said Mrs. Dirk, ''he is my
mothers uncle. He was always very
good to my poor husband"
But I'm told he only pays half
priceP"
That is my affair."" said Mrs. Dirk.
But Is IL truep" insisted Mrs. Ions.
dale.
YES, 1t Is true" confessed the
widow. "He is very old. and can't go
up and down stairs, so of course he
must have the iirst-foor room"
But he hasn't any proncrty?"
''He owns Carragee Farm. across
the mountains" said Mrs. Dirk, but
nobody will rent il of him because the
land is so rocky, and the farmhouse
was burned down last fall, when there
were so many fires In the woods. Be-
yond that he has nothing"
Mrs. Lonsdale curled her lip.
such impudence," said she. No
body has any right TO live TO be seventy
years old without having laid up some
little provision for the future"
81 was thinking" said Mrs. Dirk,
THAT perhaps Cousin Mortimer Ions
dale would contribute little some
thing to his support, rs we are equally
related"
You may be very sure that he will
not" said Mrs. Lonsdale. with en-
phasiS.
Very WELL" said Mrs. Dirk calmly.
ale shall never want while | can help
him."
The very next week, however, old
Mr.. barrow was found dead in his
armchair. And by will he had left
everything he possessed to his grand
niece, Mary Dirk!
81 wish you Joy OF Carragec Farm!'
chuckled Mrs. Lonsdale. .'Of course
you'll have to pay taxes on it. so it
will absolutely be money out of peck
et."
ut was all he had to give" said
Mrs. Dirk.
Meanwhile, the family was prosper
ing. Sarah was engaged to marry a
thrifty young farmer of the neighbour
hood. Helen was earning good liv-
ing.
Lizzy was contemplating the setting
up of small milliner's shop on her
own account-and Rosie was in high
favor at Millingham Place.
Even Mrs. Lonsdale admitted that
her grave French cook could not excel
the Syllabus. creams, delicate cakes,
and delicious buildings which these
young damscls compounded, with the
help of new-laid eggs and country
cream.
I'm almost sorry our rooms are en-
gagged at Saratoga" said the city
lady. Il am getting rather to like
Moon Mountain. And your table is
decidedly good. Mary"
But. just rs she was packing her big
trunks for the removal to the Mecca of
modern fashion. Mr.. Lonsda.c himself
came down.
WELL" said the lady airily, what
is the news, Mortimer?"
bad news" said Mortimer in a
hoarse accent I'VE are ruined! The
business has gone to wreck-the
cashier has fled to Belgium-and we
haven't cent TO call our ownr'
Whereupon, naturally enough, Mrs.
Lonsdale went into Mysteries.
When Mrs. Dirk came in, Naomi was
wildly loading her husband with re-
proachcs. Mortimer Lonsdale stood
leaning against the mantel. with some
hing glittering in his Land. Mrs. Dirk
went up 10 him and took it away with
gentle authority.
Give me that pistol. Mortimer"
'a.d she. Get up. Naomi, and leave
III crying and sobbing. If ever you
lecded to be Il woman, you need it
loww
1--WE are ruincd!-we are ruinedr'
Naomi, tearing her hair.
81 never can redeem MYSELF said
Mortimer huskily. You had better
lave let me shoot myself, Mary"
''Pshaw!" said Mrs. Dirk CURLY.
Suicide is the last resort of the cow
srd. Don't you know, Mortimer, that
I Is always darkest just before day
ight?"
Il don't know what you mean"
said he.
Then listen TO me. The old lawyer
has just come over from Carragee
Farm. He says that they have struck
l rich vein of iron on the rocky hills
here. A stock company want TO buy
t of me for five thousand pounds, and
I've agreed TO sell it. Uncle barrow
vas as much your granduncle as he
vas mine. Wen divide the money,
Mortimer. you and l."
But I've no right to it, Mary" fall
cred be.
mot by law, perhaps" said the
widow, "but you have by equity-at
III events, half of IL shall be yours.
What do / want OF five thousand
'oundsp Half will be great riches for
ne. The girls are all doing we'll, and
like to lead busy life. Nay, Morti-
ner, you must take it,"
He turned away his face.
MARY" said he, you have heaped
oals OF fire on our headsr'
So Mr.. and Mrs. Lonsdale settled on
pretty farm on Moon Mountain, and,
TRANCE to relate, their only son,
ieoffrey. eventually married pretty
lssie Dirk.
80 that you'll have to adopt one of
dary Drix's girls, after all, loosely
aid her husband.
She's a perfect little darlingr' said
irs. Lonsdale, who had softened
trangely of late.
And, in spite of the dscouraging
prophecies Of the world, the Widow
)rix and her family had succeeded in
their independence.
Photograph of Worth.