The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1886-04-03
SERVED HIM RIGHT.

cold Mr.. Bogwood-died last month
-$2, 900 to a niece living somewhere
hereabouts. Must look her up before
long"
Martin Satterthwaite pricked up his
ears, tiguratively speaking, as the
above words reached him, LAWYER
Harkley having unconsciously raised
his voice a little us he pronounced the
words.
Martin was busy tying up a package
OF tea for old Mrs. Doolitte: but, II
spite of the excitement caused by the
words, ne did not forget to give the OLD
lady little snort weight in her tea
"a penny saved Is a penny gained
was his motto, which he did not fai
to put into practice with such OF his
customers as weren not in a position to
resent the imposition.
Martin Satt 9rthwaite had embarked
IN the dry goods and grocery business
few months before on money grudg
ingly lent him by a rich uncle, with the
parting Injunction:
Don't come to me for another red
cent ii you lose every dollar you've
got II you'd stuck to the farm I'd
seen you through; but this here store.
keepln' don't suit my notions. I'd
rather see a stout young fellow like
you swlngin' an ak or amowin' scythe
than standin' behind a counter meas.
urin' tape or blue ribbon"
But swinging an ak or a moving
scythe" did not suit Martins ava,
rlclous nature. 1t was too slow a way
OF making money, and, he was ambi-
tious to be rich as soon as possible.
The words he had overheard that
morning awakened new scheme in his
fertile brain.
1.-TWO thousand dollarsr" he re.
peated to himself, enviously. 81 could
double my stock with that and have
something TO 90 on. And | know the
girl, too. It would be a good specula-
ton to marry her before she knows
she's an heiress. | believe | will. But
pretty Bessie Moore Tllhave to give
her up" he added, gIoomily.
Pretty Bessie Moore had hard time
OF it living at Mr.. Doubleday's. There
were so many mouths to cook for; SO
many floors to sweep and to scrub; so
many dishes to wash, and pots and
pans to scour, and so much milk to
skim and to churn. There was bread
to make and the COWS to milk, the
chickens tofeed, and the pigs to ''slop.''
and the berries to pick and made into
''lell, or Jam, or preserves. And on
ly one pair OF hands to do it all, for
Mother Doubleday was crippled with
the rheumatism SO she could do moth
ing but sit In her easy-chair and knit;
and Farmer Doubleday and his two
stalwart sons had their hands full
with the sheep and the teams and the
thirty acres OF field and meadows to
cultivate
To be sure, Tom, the youngest son.
did what he could to help Bessie. He
carried in the wood for her, brought
her a bucket OF fresh water from the
old well in the back yard as often as
possible, and helped her drive up the
cows from the back pasture. where
they delighted to stray at milking
time, but, with all his endeavors, Tom
could not do a great deal, and Bessie
was often tired enough when she crept
upstairs to her little room at night tC
find the only rest she knew out of the
twentyfour hours.
She kept up 2 cheerful heart, how
ever, and even dared to think. secret
ly, OF the time when she would have q
home OF her own, with only two tc
''do for" For Bessie and Martin
Satterthwaite were keeping comma
ny, and though he had not Actually
proposed to Ter, they We're looked M
on by the Sarterthwaite family anC
the village folks generally as an en-
gagged couple.
''An' a good metch it'll be fur her
too, sighed Mother Doubleday. half
regretfully; "but / dunno what vel
do without her. Sich another ga
amt to be had, for love nor moneT. :
''She's too good for Mart Satter
tn@eite, /" grumbled Tom. "It's
throwing herself away to marry ,
mullet-he&d like him. ."
But nobody minded what Tom said
and Bessie's market was looked upon
IS already made.
maria Maria"
The click OF the sewinc-machine sud
denl y stopped and a sour-faced cir
looked up Grossly from her work.
What do yo1 want?" she de
manded. Il never get q chance
Maria, Martin Satterthyaite'
downstairs askin' fur you? Hurr,
an 90 down.
Maria BogwOOd started no eagerl'
at her sister-in-law's announcement
Martin Satterthwaite, What d,
you reckon he wants?" she cried
turning 70 a square framed looking
glass on the mantel-shelf.
10 see you, ne said, an he's Al
spruced up. ike he'd come ACQUIRING
Meobe mes fell in love with YOU"
hsbbe he has "
Maria smiled cCmplacantIv AZ sh
smootbed her straight black locks AM
eareiu.iy adjusted a staring red boy
at her throat and went down to re
ceIve her visitor.
Martin stayed some time and wher
ne left he was engaged to Miss Mari
boswood. who triumphantIy an
nounced the fact to her sister-in-laU
- sa'd so!' cried little Mrs. Thatcr
eeF, delighted Il said he looked liz
ls. 4 come ACQUIRING, and so he diI
lies mighty well-to-do. an vou'r
lucSy TO GIT him, Maria.
On, Of course you're sad 10 be RI,
oi me resorted Maria, 5li-nsturedlv
But wouldn't have him, anvwsv
only 10 spite Bess Moore She's hss,
trying 20 * ch him all summer. an,
she haln't got him after alIn'
Keeping company with Maria Boo
WOOD? On, Tom, il can't be trueI''
m AFRAID it i, returned Tom
gr@veiy; 'and-Bessie, they say bel
engaged TO her. Don't cry. Bessier
ne added, gravely. Martin Sat