The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1890-11-21
A POT OF GOLD,
IT. Was Found Down In the Old
South Lot.

The storms Just about over. Mollio
can see the rainbow"
Then you can bring in an srmful OF
wood, Hiram" came from Mollie's voice
IN the kitchen. This waters never
goin' to boil"
1T does beat all how some folks make
money" Hiram continued. seem TO
pick 1t right up off the ground, some
way. They say there's pot of gold at
the end OF every rainbow; wish could
find one of 'em, that's alll'
Are you going after that wood,
Hiram Briggs?" demanded Mollie, APP
pearing in the doorway. III you don't
you won't get your pot OF coffee for
breakfast, an 1 reckon you'll miss that
more'R you Will the pot of gold that's
at the end of that rainbow"
''Oh. Pm goin', Molliel You're al
ways In scch a hurry about overy
thing! exclaimed Hiram, testify, drag
ging his lank figure to its full height
and sauntering- of toward the wood
pile
POT or gold. indoed!' said Mollie to
herself as sfS returned to her work. "h
there WAS pot of gold In every aero Of
the farm Hiram Briggs'd mover dig
deep enough, t0 find it He might q
had deal moro gold out Of Il than he
has IL he'd "a dug little harder"
Arc you goin' 70 the south lot this
morning, IIiram?" she asked At break
fast. Hiram vas slow IN replying.
"Well; you see," hp began at last, I'm
rather afraid that1l have to wait till
afternoon. There's somo mon / prom
ised to meet down 70 the village"
Mollie madc no reply. Il Was not much
for ten years experience Of Hiram
Briggs character to have taught her
that replying was apt to make matters
worse instead of better.
The fact is, Mollie," he said, as he
rose, "Ivo~about decided TO sell the old
farm and invest IN somethin' paying. !
can't stand any moro Of this everfast-
Ia drudgery!" He looked at her with
little apprehension Mollie had risen
and stood confronting him with blazing
eyes. The thought flashed across him
that Mollie was a handsome woman-
sell the farmI'' she cried ''Sell the
place where I was born an whero my
father was born before mel That you
shan'tl Not one inch Of ground or stick
OF timber. May be you have the right
In Law" She held up her hand IS he
was about TO speak, but you know you
haven't tho real right, and I'll never let
you do it, nevcr!'
Hiram's only reply was strong slam
of the door as he passed through She
watched him cross the orchard snd
strike into the road leading to the vii
lage. She Watched him IS far as she
could sec him and then turned to her
work with sigh
Il don't know how It'll erri." she
thought drearily. I'm tired of fight
ing and scolding, but I'll fight TO the
very end before he shall sell my fathers
farm" she finished, with fierce tears in
her eyes.
Hiram did not como homo 10 dinner,
but that did not alarm Mollie. He very
often did not come home TO dinner
when there was a south lot waiting for
him. Night came and still no did not
return, but he had even staid away a
night before now, so at midnight she
closed the house and went to bed.
May be- / said moro than ] need"
she thought, as she blew out the light
Toward evening OF the next day a
man sauntered up to the house. "Be
you Mis- Briggs?" he asked OF Mollie,
o agerly watching from the door.
Yes" she said. What Is it?"
'''Wall, / got a leeter r somethin' fer
ye," fumbling in his ragged pockets.
wall, l swan" he exclaimed finally,
''ef heven't lost it!'
Lost itr' cried Mollie, .'where'd you
get it?''
Wall. Hi Briggs sed ef was a-com-
in your way some time to-day / might
bring it He said as how 'tp;ould explain
itself, an to tell you thet he was a-goin'
after the pot of gold under the rainbow,
r soIhe sech stuff"
The next day Mollie folded and
packed away Hiram's clothes. "It he
don't come back till he finds his pot of
gold" she thought, 'he'u never como
back at all, and if he comes back with
out y he'll need en-"
81 wonder what could have been IN
the letter. she thought She was soon
to know
In less than week buggy drove up
to the door, man alighted and tied his
horse, and Mollie opened the door for
him with strange feelings OF foreboding.
What he told her was what she had
already dimly suspected, that Hiram
had mortgaged the farm months before
and invested the money in mining stock
The mortgage was due and had not been
paid, and honelessnesS stared Mollie in
the face.
For a few moments she was stunned,
but the natural courage that had borne
her through 30 many trials soon re-
turned to her, and with it a plan where
by she might save her inheritance from
the consequences of her husbands folly.
She would run the farm herself and pay
oil the mortgage with the proceeds.
1t may have been the tears in Mol
lies bright eyes-I have heard that
men do not like to see woman cry-or
It may have been something in her |
earnest womanliness that commanded
attention to her pleading. but at the
md of an hour that hard old lawyer had
promised that her plan should |
lave a trial.
y l. give you year, any way" he |
aid. If find by that time that il |