Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1885-06-04

sob. like the croakiag Of bird ~ 49,,
broke from her lips. pio''
too late. u oonie
ne autumn wore itself on. and when
tue hrst snow fakes lizzied tbrouob 49,
dun. gray air they buried old Ehsn. sne
Buxford under the leafiess willow =
the country graveyard. -
Aunt Jemima packed mn bar ho,.
ings and went with her Mac - io,is
, ian. state where they could buy a little
piA'e' and try 70 earn their living Hs
,naan. =, I--7-,-., an, ~ ~ -
'noans OF mark-t saiuo.., -. - % tiieJ
dwelt for two or three wears.
Jemima Buxford hal laid her nlars
10 Keep her niece with her always m.
len was 80 bright and helpful, and fail
OF odd everereajy RESOURCES bnt love
sprans MTG The scale opposite old Je:
NINA: aud lore titweighed her Ellen
promised TO marry Geotge Stabielon
VINO had the largest farm and the most
substantial farmhouse in sli the neigh.
borhood. "s u
80 you are FROM Mnis4aeid; ope.t
old place. that" said & gorge one even.
lhg, as ne sat on Miss Jemimas door.
step, meditativeiy chewing straw. #
came through there once years ago,
when L drove pedler's cart.
Your echoed Ellen, "a pedIer's
cart r. st .t', .T ,,.r
Yes; that's the way | laid the foun-
datlon, OF my fortunes, such az thev
are. / didn't always own n farm Of
400 acres And the oldest thing han.
pened to me there"
Aunt Jemima put on her speciacles
and stared hard at Mr.. Stapleton.
while Ellen asked "What was II >"
Wen l stopped at strange little
out-of-the way house under a hill to
get drink of water one morning, and
a little old woman with her face tied
up with the toothache, and sun bon.
net tipped down over her nose, like
an old witch"
"Humphl" interiected Aunt Jemina,
Tame out" pursued the uneon-
scious tieorge, and wanted me To buy
lot OF tobacco. Well, tobacco wasn't
exactly In my. lire, but the old woman
was very anxious to be rid of it, so /
closed the bargain at So; cheap enough,
out at the same time as much as |
could afford to pay. And | never
opened the packet until month alter
ward, when l was going up into the
lum Der districts, where I expected 10
find good market for that sort of
thing. And here comes III the Queer
part OF my story. When / was max
ing up my pound packages of tobacco
into small parcels, suitable to my trade.
! found in one of them, tied and pa.
pered like the rest, tin box with
-Four hundred dollars in bills in
IT. fairly screamed Aunt Jemima.
Yes, know. | sold you that ar to-
baccol And when you found you'd
got what was never intented for you
why didn't you bring it back"
Gently, gently, Miss Bux ford"
said George Stapleton. Il did bring it
back the very next week, for although
the temptation to keep it was very
strong, yet it somehow lay heavy on my
conscience. And when 1 got back the
old house was shut up, not a soul IN
the neighborhood could tell ME where
the family had moved tor
And that's trre!" assented Aunt
Jemlma, who had never lived on the
best OF terms with her neighbors.
We'll, seein' the moneys to come
back to the family ag,tin-don't blush
so, Ellen, | hain't said no harml But
/ kind o wish hadn't sold the Blue
FirSiany. Not for the moneys sake
but my old brother Ebenezer --"
And Aunt Jemima got up and went
into the house, while Ellen lifted her
soft eyes to her lovers face, saying
Il feel as if Uncle Ebenezer had put
the money in my hands for he always in
tented to be mine, George!
And l" said George Stapleton, "be-
gin to believe in the old saying that
truth isstranger than fiction