The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1890-08-13
DAISY'S FARM.

Daisy was engaged, and her betrothed
was receiving the merry congratulations
OF the family, consisting of her uncle,
her aunt and nearly round dozen of
cousins.
Wharton Hill, young lawyer, slowly
winning name and fame in his profession.
was being vigorously handshaken and
noisily welcomed by the Trucmans when
Ned cried:
'Perhaps you didn't know Daisy was
an heiress, Wharton2"
"Ned-don'tl" said Daisy reproach-
fully.
"a landed proprietress, cried Tom.
81 do not refer to the paltry six hundred
ayear she draws from her fathers estate,
but to her own property"
''Her farm, in fact!" cried Sue.
eyes; her FARM" echoed Ned, coming
to the front once more. "When you are
tired of the law you can start gentleman
farming upon your country seat"
After they were all gone, having jested
long time on the subject, Wharton was
surprised to see tears in Daisy's soft,
brown eyes.
"What is it, darling2" he asked.
"They don't mean to hurt my feel
ings," Daisy said gently, "but they will
jest about my farm, and-and-I don t
like it."
"Then you really own farm2"
"It is not valuable possession, as
you will see when tell you about it.
When was baby, soon after mamma
died, l was very ill, and the doctors ad-
vised my father to send me to the coun-
try for change of air. There was an old
servant of fathers family, who had mar
ried a farmer and was left a widow with
small farm. Such farm, Wharton
The house has only three rooms, and
looks as if a high wind would utterly de-
molish it; the land is so poor that it is
slow starvation to cultivate it. But it
was all the home Margaret had. You
may judge that she was very glad to re-
ceive the liberal price father paid for
me, and my own mother could not have
given me more loving care. Every year
father came totake me away, and every
year was persuaded to leave me, until |
was eight years old, and a marvel of
rugged health and perfect ignorance.
Then l was put in boarding school, but
l still spent my summer vacations with
old Margaret, and my trunk was always
half filled with comforts for her. Having
no one in the world who claimed kindred
with her-no one else but me to love,
Margaret loved me with her whole
heart. Six years ago, after father died
and came here to live with with Uncle
Tom, Margaret died and left me her
farm. 1t has been a joke in the family
ever since. The place is so utterly
valueless that we can neither sell it nor
rent it, and it represents only the love of
an old woman for her nursling."
"Some time we will visit it. You
have not told me its locality"
''It is in Pennsylvania, nine miles
from anywhere, father used to say, be-
cause it is nine miles off the railroad.
But you can always hire a wagon OF car
riage at G. to go over TO Corn's Mill,
and my farm is very near Corn's Mill"
After this explanation, Wharton bore
the jesting about Daisy's real estate with
perfect good nature and declared his in
tention of erecting palatial country seat
upon the place, when he became a mill
ionaire and Judge of the Superior
Court.
Being people Of modest desires, and
having an income of about 5000 apiece,
Wharton and Daisy saw no reason to de-
lay their wedding, and were married
with large assemblage of true friends
around them. They went to housekeep-
ing in a little house, modestly fur
nished, and were fair specimens of "loye
in a cottage"
But Wharton Hill was ambitious. Hav-
ing studied his profession under great
difficulties, often goiug hungry to buy
needful books, often losing his nights
rest to pore over knotty points, he was