The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1890-04-24

feelings IN his head increasing. the
dizzy spells becoming more FREQ uent,
finally submitted to fate, in the person
OF Daisy, explained the various points
at issue to Tom Trueman, and, accom.
panied by wife, child and nurse, took
up bis journey to Corn's Mill. It was
early morning when rickety old wagon
containing the party and baggage en-
tered an inclosure that had once been
. fence, and the family took possession
Of Daisy's Farm. u = ~ ~ : - !, azss'
The prospect WAS not encouraging.
The house had not improved In years Of
emptiness and neglect, and even Daisy'a
heart sank at the broken root, the
tumble-down doors, the shaky windows.
But, as she said, covering her dismay
with . brave smile, ''there they were,
and they must make the best Of it!''
y Jennie, the nurse, proved . treasure,
and the women were soon busy putting
to rights" while Wharton took Tom on
an exploring expedition over the estate.
There was q queer glance in his eyes
Is he, came back in time for dinner, but
he only said: RI
II can't quite trust my own head vet
Daisy, butts there post-offlce q,
Corn's Mill?'
Yes, the mail goes out twice week. "
'Give me sheet Of paper and an en-.
velope, that's DEAR" II .
. ''Now, Wharton, that is not resting: N
I'll only write dozen lines, DEAR
) The dozen lines being written and
posted, Wharton seemed to find an un.
falling source Of amusement rowing
about the farm, poking holes in the
ground with short cane, often kneelina
down to examine the earth, so turned
over. Daisy limited at planting some
vegetables, though she said, despond.
emily:
II don't suppose they will grow If we
do"
''Never mind beans and peas now,
love. Wait till we have an answer to
my letter."
A week later, when June was young,
the answer came in the person OF two
men, one white-haired and absent
minded, the other young and emphati-
cally business-like. Wharton gave
them cordial welcome, and after par
taking OF substantial luncheon, the
three started out upon the farm.
Little Daisy, intensely happy in tho
knowledge that Wharton had not had
one dizzy turn since their arrival on the
farm, that he had the appetite of a
plow-boy, and was cheerful and full of
animation, was busy baking a batch of
pies, when the three gentlemen re-
turned to the house. She could see
them from the kitchen window as they
came over the neglected path, and saw
that Wharton's eyes were full of exul-
tation, his face flushed, his carriage
erect. He looked like some one newly
laden with good tidings, and all three
were talking eagerly and earnestly.
Daisy wondered. little. and scorched
one OF her pies. While she carefully
pared the burnt edge of crust the kitchen
door opened. and Wharton, needless of
her big calico apron and bare arms,
ushered in the strangers.
'Mrs. Hill," he said, bowling with
great Difference, accept my congratula.
tions upon your great good fortune"
I'm scorching my pies?' laughed
Daisy.
'1n owning fifteen acres of coal Land. {"
IL don't understand, Daisy faltered.
1.-THE farm, my dear, your legacy from
your old nurse, is one solid bed of coal,
and there is no mine within nine miles
of it. Nobody knows how much lies be-
yond your fences in the vacant land
about US, but in my minds eyes see
this colony of miners"
Are you sure, Wharton?'
~ suspected it the first day we came,
but having no experience, I wrote to
one of my clients in Pottsvile to send
me an experienced hand to test nv sus.
picions. These gentlemen confirm nv
opinion"
There is no doubt about the coal,
ma'am," said the old gentleman, ''nor
about its lying so near the surface that
it can soon be available"
The question u.s." said the younger
stranger, whether you will sell out or
open the mine yourselves. am author
lied to make you an offer if you wish to
dispose OF the property.
'Time enough for that" said Whar-
ton. II will return with you to Potts
Vile" ."
"Wharton-no busipess!''
Don't fear, Daisy; CHS kind Of bust
ness will not injure me. You will let
me decide in the matter?'
:. ''Certainly!'
And the decision, after Wharton hao
spent month in Pottsville, was to sell
out to q company who were already buy
ing up the vacant land surrounding the
farm. The young lawyer knew nothing
of mining, and had no desire to learn,
but he was NO fool, and he made salts
factory terms for the sale of the ''es-
tate" and Daisy returned homo q
wealthy woman.
A European: trip restored the health
of the young lawyer, and he resumed
practice year afterwards, with every
hope Of one day realizing his vision of
fame, while little. Daisy, still rather
dazed at her new fortune, entered upon
domestic duties in q grand house, with
servants, carriage, horses, plate, and
jewels.
1T is like fairy tale, Wharton" she
said, ito think of that miserable place
being so valuable. Poor Margaret little
realized the fortune she was bestowing
upon me when she left me all she owned
her farm"
The Trueman cousins, sharing in all
generous Daisy's gifts and entertain
ments. no longer jest derisively, but
speak In the most: respectful terms Of
that precious legacy, Daisy's farm.-An-
ma Scuts, in N. Y. Ledger.
SHREWD MR.: PAUIET,
An CnElishman who Knew ON Which Side
His Broad was Duttored.
William Paulet, first Marquis OF Win