Telegram-herald., 1890-05-08

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there wss none better ale ~ LGAe care
e . WonlzE.
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row fe1ch ns ls~yeE--leS aas 1asAs H. :
MI 2n1 die.
TIE ASyer wss bro2ghE-s a4pE~E,
busting road he.aed htgls Lnan. t-5or-
oack oE EoleoQck IS iE wss prono4aes'1
ey name. At the sght u hlua TIE "oa-en
broke inso loud Lamentations, Tor tlsy
looked -psn tAe signing 4 = MI a. ne
signlux q = death warrant v o-iefI
made s feeble motion foE them 70 y
silent. Poor Amy buried heT fSoe and
her grief IA The oed curtain. Dame " Cd
Der resumed her knItung % hide hef as
tres. = hich betrayed itself. however, Ia
= pellucid tear. that trickled silently
down and hung al the end of her peaAed
nose, while the cat. the only concerned
member Of the family. played with the
gosi danes ball OF worsted, as II rolled
about the floor
WoHerI lay on his back. his nishtoap
drawn over has forehead. his eyes closed
his whole visage the picture Of death.
He begged the lawyer 70 be brief, for be
felt his end approaching and that he had
no time 10 lose. The lawyer niobed his
pen. spread out his paper. and prepared
% write.
Il give and bequeath. said Wolfert,
family, my small farm
- taxry
wolfert half opened his eyes and
looked upon the lawyer.
"Yes-all," said he.
What all that great patch Of land
with cabbages and sundOwers, which the
corporation is just going to run a main
street through;
The same" said Wolfert, with a
heavy sigh and sinking back upon his
pillow.
Il wish him Joy that inberits it!' said
the little lawyer, chuckling and rubbing
his hands involuntarily.
What do you mean? said Wolfert,
again opening his eyes.
THAT he'll DO one OF the richest men
in the placer cried little Rollebuck-
The expiring Wolfert seemed TO step
back from the threshold Of existence;
his eyes again lighted up; he raised
himself in his bed: showed back his red
worsted night cap, and stared broadly at
the lawyer.
''You don't say sof exclaimed he.
Faith, but do" rejoined the other.
"Why. when that great field and that
piece of meadow come TO be laid out in
streets, and cut up into snug building
lots-why who ever owns them need not
pull of his hat TO the PATRON"
Say you so:' cried Wolfert, half
thrrsting one leg out of bed. why, then
/ think I'll not make my will YETI
To the surprise of every body the dy-
ing man actually recovered. The vital
spark which had glimmered family in
the socket, received fresh fuel from the
oil of gladness, which the little lawyer
poured into his soul. 1t once moro burnt
UP into flame.
Give physic to the heart. We who
would revive the body of a spirit broken
man! In few DAYS Wolfert left his
room; in a few DAYS more his table
was covered with deeds, plans Of streets
and building lots. Little Rollebuck was
constantly with him, and his right hand
man and adviser, and instead Of making
his will, assisted in the more agreeable
task of making his fortune. In fact
Wolfert Webber was one of those worthy
Dutch burghers of the Manhattoes whose
fortunes have been made, in manner
in spite of themselves; who have tena
ciously held on to their hereditary acres
raising turnips and cabbages about the
skirts of the city. hardly able to make
both ends meet, until the corporation has
cruelty driven streets through their
abodes, and they have suddenly awak
ened out Of a lethargy, and, to theil
astonishment. found themselves ricl
men.
Before many months had elapsed ;
great bustling street passed through th'
very center of the Webber garden. JUS
where Wolfert had dreamed of finding
treasure. His golden dream was &c
complished; he did indeed find an un
looked for source of wealth: for, wheI
his paternal lands were distributed int
building lots. and rented out to safe ten
ants. instead of producing paltry croI
of cabbages, they returned him an abun
dant crop Of rents; insOmuch that or
quarter day it was a gcodly sight 20 se'
his tenants rapping at his door, from
morning to right, each with a littl
round bellied bag Of money. the COLDER
produce of tho soil.
The ancient mansion of his forefather
was still KEEP: up. but instead Of being
little yellow fronted Dutch house in a gar
den. il now stood boldly in the midst o
street. tho grand house Of the neigh
borhood. for Noltert enlarged il with
wing on each side. and cupola or te.
room on top. where he might climb u
and smoke his pipe in hot weather: anC
and ia the course Of time the who'll
m7nsi was Overrun by the chubbr
faced i,eny Of Amy Webber and DirI
Wallr,a.
As Wolfert waxed old and rich ant
oorpu!cnt. he also set up great ginge
bread c0lored carriage drawn by pai
Of black Flanders mares with tails tha
swept the ground: and to commemorat
the origin Of his greatness. he had for
crest a full blown cabbage painted q
the pannels with the pithv motto ALE
Kopf.~ that IL to say. al head. meanin.
thereby that he had risen BY sheer heat
work.
To fit measure of his greatness, l.
the fuIlness of time the renowned Ramu
Rapelve slept with his fathers. and Wol
fert Weber succeed 20 the iestheu