Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1884-1886, 1885-09-05

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their stors-rooms .and -eaosst Shslvsa
Some air Of antiquity sxhAlsd y you
opsn them, and, mingiing WITH our modern
air, produees a impeszsoa half lauxh-
able, half ed Aust Priscilla ha1 bssn
born collector. She loved Old things b.
cause they ware Old, apart from use and
value, and instinct and principle eonbinsd
bad kept her from ever throwing away any
thing in her life Our list was . very short
lone. A few chairs and tables. . dozen tin
spoons and . small teapot In silrer. thu
huge newspaper heap which I bad ap-
praised at penny the pound-these seemed
the only salable things: and We LOOKED com
! ically and grimly into zach Others faces q
We set them down
Il wish it were possible to eat Intslli-
zencers' said L
They say newspapers make excellent
countsrpanes,' replied Sus-4warnsr than
| blanketAD
John came rs usull In the evening.
Here's enterprise,' he called a he came in.
@what is enterprise
The Intelligencer. Behold il, largs as
| life, and looking just as usual, only forty
eight hours after the fret That's what
call pluck
| lint it, cried Sue, Is she drew the
paper from its wrapper and bold it to the
| blaze that she might see the familiar page.
Meanwhile took from her pocket our msl-
ancholy little list
sYoa were right, John. Soc and l have
searched the house over to-day, and this is
all there is Of any value-ths furniture, q
little silver and those wretchsd Intslli-
gencsrs.
/ was interrupted by . startling cry. Sue
was gazing at the newspaper in her hand
with large. dilated eyes. Her cheeks were
flushed pink
sWhat Is i'll What Is the matterP both
Of rs cried in . breath.
Just read this! Oh, John, l don't be-
lieve it! Read"
she thrust the paper into his hand, and he
read:
ONE THOUSAND DOiLARA
The Office file Of our paper having been
destroyed by fire on the evening Of the 18th
inst, we offer tho above price for q COM
plete and perfect set Of The Intelligencer
from its first number, March 1, 1880. to
present date. Any person able to supply q
set, as stated, will please communists with
the publisher, p o. box 2, 351. New York.
"a thousand dollarsl Oh, Sue! On, John,
what q piece OF good fortune, Dsar aunt
think Of her file turning out such q treasured
It is too wonderful to be true feel as
though it were a dream;' and dancsi up
and down the kitchen floor.
John and Sue were equally excited.
@Only." promised the former, I've mustn't
forget that some one else may have a file OF
The Intelligeacer and get ahead Of u.s."
This wet blanket OF suggestion kept me
awake all night. Ny thoughts kept flying
to New York, anticipating the letter which
We had written. and John posted over night
for the early stage II it should be lost in
the mails! When morning came / was too
weary and too fidgety to employ myself in
any way. But about noon John walked in,
comfort in his eyes
sWhy. John. how funny to see you here
at this hour! Why do you look sol You
haven't heard yet: you can't, for the letter
is only half way there.
"But have heard! I got ahead of the
letter-drove over to the Junction tels-
graphed, paid for the answer, and here
it is"
Blessed John This was the telegram:
Send file at once. Checks ready to your
order. p. HALIFAX
How We cried and laughed and kissel
each otheri How much that message meant!
To John and Sue, the satisfaction OF their
love, life spent together, the fruition Of de-
ferred hope; to me, the lifting Of heavy
weight home. security, the shelter Of my
sisters wing, the added riches OF brother
who was brotherly in every deed AMI all
this for 81 ,000i Oh, how much money can
do sometimes! and at other times how little!
We had grown somewhat calmsr, though
Sue still kept her sweet, wet face hidden on
Johns shoulder. and quivered and sobbed
r
new channel by seixing . lumber OF water
and proposing this toast: ITO the memory
of the late Samuel F. Morse"
John seized another and added: The In
telligencer-may it rise like phoenix from
its ashesl'
leave you to guess il We did not drink
this heartily