Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1888-06-07
THE VANISHING INK.
How Misery Old Jones Outwitted
Himself


Old Jones was miser, and perhaps
the worst one that ever lived, for,
though he did not 60 SO far as to
starve himself and deny himself fire,
he certainly loved money better than
his soul.
However, he had come to be fifty
years of age before he bethought him
of his worst trick-before he became
thief in fact as we'll as in wish.
On that day he saw in the news
paper he borrowed from his neighbor,
and only returned when it was asked
for, an advertisement stating that a
certain person had for sale an ink
which. black as ravens wing at
first, faded in sixteen days, and left
no trace of what had been written
with ii.
IAN excellent ink" said the adver-
tisement "fOr love letters.
Now, old Jones never wrote love-
letter in his life, but he certainly adj
dressed that advertiser, and received a
small, sealed box that day; and it was
every singular that when poor David
Grimes died, his widow found only
bit of blank paper where she was sure
she had put the receipt for rent, and
that the orphan children of DR.. Dunn
discovered that their father had no
documents to prove that he had paid
off the mortgage Jones held on the
place, though he had thanked Heaven
that it was done with his latest breath.
However. nobody knew any thing
about the vanishing ink, and their
little house was taken from them. One
went out as nursery governess, the
other learned dress-making; and
Q Jones' young nephew, Oliver, an in
dependent young fellow, who never
thought to curry favor with his rich
uncle, went over to his house and gave
him piece of his mind.
"A thousand dollars was nothing to
you, Uncle" he said. II believe the
doctor paid it. but if he did not, how
could you turn the girls out of house
and homer"
"You have no right to dictate to
me, young man." cried old Jones.
"Perhaps you think, as my next of
kin, my money will 60 to you when l
die 1t shan't; not penny of it; no,
not penny of it But l see what it
is. You're sweet on Kitty Dunn. You
wanted the housed"
II love Kitty Dunn. shan't deny
that" replied Oliver; "but all want
is to be able TO marry her. However,
I'll work hard"
You'll wait for my old shoes, :"
yelled the old man; "but l swear you
shan't get penny. No! not one. Get
out of my house. My brother always
was an abusive, insulting fellow, and
you arc his image.
Thank God, don't resemble you, !"
retorted Oliver, as he marched away,
, wishing that he knew how to make
more than five dollars week. enough
at least to enable him to save Kitty
from dress making; ashamed of his un-
Gle, who, he felt sure, oh Gated the poor
doctor and his orphans.
It is not we'll for gentlemen of apo
plectic tendencies to fall into great
RACES. Old Jones discovered this that
night After swearing so that the
only wonder was that the ground did
not open and swallow him, he had
something of the nature of fit Hap
PLY for him neighbor saw him stag
ger and fall as he came out to fasten
his gate, and helped him into the house
and sent for the doctor.
The doctor came. shook his head.
and advised him to settle his affairs
and send for the minister
lis it as bad as that?" asked old
Jones. mo matter for the minis
ter Send for Lawyer Peabody.
haven't made my will. and If ! die my
pood-for-nothing nephew, Oliver, will
get all leave"
Lawyer Peabody, summoned in
haste, came at once.
II want my will made" said old
Jones.
Certainly. SIR" said Mr.. Peabody.
whats good charity7" asked
Mr.. Jones
81 beg pardon" asked the lawyer.
.Iwant to leave my money to some
one-something-away from nephew
oliver He'll-get tiff / don'tr
painted Jones' -
There's the INDECENT Widows
Home" said the lawyer.
Hate womenr" gasped old Jones
.pestitute Clerks Association" ssit
the lawyer.
mo; Oliver might get taken il
,here in his old age. Who is th'
richest man In the county,
-Old Captain Waddilove-worth
r;lliou." said Mr.. Peabody.
~rn leave it all to him." said tn
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