The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1890-03-01

BE patient, neighQ0rs Well have
this matter slraghtena1 cut in mo
ment Susie. poor girll it comes hard
on you now. but youN thank nae BY and
BY"
With great effort, Thomas Tyler re-
covered his self assurance.
"GoOd people, said he, "don't believe
a word he says. It's vile conspiracy
he's oonoocted TO rob me of my good
name. Everybody knows he wanted to
marry the girl himself, Und"--
"Shut up" said Samuel Dale. "Dead
folks don't talk; aud IL evor man was
dead and damned above ground, it's you.
Tom Tyler"
Meanwhile, Farmer Barclay was read
ing the letter
"Why, what's this2" he said. "Died
at my housekeeping disesse-buried
by the town.; aud il here amt my name
to it. sammy, Sammy, what does it
meanY'
"It means just this, sir. The villain
that's been counting your daughter all
summer left an honest wife and three
children, counting the living and dead.
back ia Conneosirut; and because ht
couldn't well marry the new wife till
he q iosed Of himself TO the old, h.
writes 60 her that he's dead and buried
and with his devils wit takes your hand
writing, that if she shows the letter
nay seem the genuine thing. But Sc,
now how this precious rascal overreache
himself; for when he thought, by callin
himself pouper, to keep the wife from
ever following him up, he set on hes
soft woman's heart to the errand that
brought about his own destruction; an,
he dug his own grave and carved hi
)wn tombstone when he wrote tina
otter.2
Farmer Barclays face was purr
With rage. The scoundrel"' he cried
'the black, dastardly, double faced
mjerhanded- Why, where is he?'
Where, indeed? Thomas Tyler has
suddenly disappeared Whether he hac
skunk behind the crowd of guests gath
cred close about the speaker, and thu
gained the door. or had softly opened
a window and escaped in that way, n,
one could tell; but he was certainly
gone.
The farmer, in his righteous indigna
tion, would have followed him, but hi
attention was diverted by the discover,
of heap of black garments in the cor
ner, and tho chief sufferer in the semi
comic tragedy just enacted, poor Nan
cy Tyler, was raised from the floor in
dead faint, and borne into the adjoining.
bedroom.
The girl whose place she had 8,
strangely taken that morning benL-ove
her. and with gentle hands removed Ill
black bonnet and put back the. thi
scattered hair, and forgot her own dis
appointment and modification in pit.
for the others anguish; for when Nan
cy Tyler came out of her swoon, it wa
to wiring her hands and cry out in dis
tracted tones:
"He wouldn't own me for his wifi,
My Thomas wouldn't own me for hi
wifep
"Shol shol nowl you poor creatur,
said the farmer, trying to administC
comfort: che couldn't have been muc
of a husband, anyhow; but it is han
you should have the burying of hi,
twice over"
He called to his daughter present.
from the next room.
"Sue Barclay" said he, ''there's go
in to be a weddin' here today, L
you think I'll have all these folks il
vited, and that silk gown to pay for, an
them good victuals cooked up, for noth
in2 Come, you've had your choice q
a husband, and a pretty mess you 3
made of it. Now, Ill have mine. Yo
know who ! picked out for you 10Y
ago; and you liked him well enoughlti.
that smooth tongued hypocrite turne
your silly head Sammy, my Boy, ste
up here; don't be bashful Just clea
that corner, good folks. Parson, yo
sha'n't be cheated of your fee this time
If Sammy hasn't the tin, I'll fork owe
myself. Come, Sue, are you ready?'
The girl went pale and red while tn
old man was speaking. She glance
shyly from under her long lashes at til
only lover left her, now that her idt
had turned to the basese clay. Her heari
only half weaned in these few month
(for the willy stranger had won he
through her vanity. and not by any we,
grounded esteeIn), returned at boun
to its old allegiance
She crossed the room to where tn
young man stood abashed, and lookin
in his face as only Susie Barclay coul
look, said very sweetly:
"WIl you take nae, SamuelF'