Feliciana sentinel. [volume] (St. Francisville, La.) 1877-1892, 1891-10-24
valuable information concerning you,

valuable information concerning yous
renowned"
II do not cur. aor i A. any price,"
reiterated poor Margery.
''Oh, you'd better take it! Evcrytody
will want one. Fourteen diffe rent fam
lilies have answered my advertisement"
Margery remembered the blue en-.
velopes in the post Office boxes. Her
wrath broke forth:
"iou know very Wcll that they an
swered your advertisement because
they thought it related to the inher-
itance of property
"Well, we'll, likely they did," he ad.
mueed, not all disconnected. "Busi.
ness is business, and a man must ad.
vertise so as to catch the public eye.
Here. however, Miss Wishart." he said,
returning to the charge-'here is some
thing more valuable than . paltry in
heritance. AS the Bible says: "A good
name is better than great riches
Here is something for posterity.
Here is the record of an illustrious an
cestor who is bound in half Russia and
gold and engraved in steel, all for
twenty dollars
Margery was too angry to be amused
at the thought Of SO queer an ancestor.
u will ask you to excuse me-" she
said. S:sing.
"Coula see your mother?" asked tho
Persevering young man.
My mother is busy"
"Ah: I am sorry for that. But, as
| shall be in the neighborhood for some
days, l shall consider it no trouble to
| call again and to present to her notice
| this priceless work, containing such
G,,n 0fh oy ;l1rStrinnS-'
Good afternoon" Margery fairly
snapped at him. determined to end the
interview somehow.
At last the man was gotten out OF tho
| house, though the parlor retained the
odor of musk.
When she was sure that he was real.
~ gone. Margery sat down for good
cry. Her English estate had proved 20
be Only Spanish castle, after all.
How foolishly she had acted AL
week! She had neglected her plain,
homely duties, leaving them to her al
ready overworleed mother. She had
almost snubbed Mrs. Thompson, and
had no doubt wounded poor. gentle
Genic's feelings. She had thought un-
kind thoughts of her dear old father,
and had felt ashamed of him because
he couldn't speak good English.
Then, too. she had brought on this
persistent book agent, who would no
doubt haunt the house for days.
BY the time she had reached This
point, the humorous side OF the whole
thing struck her. She dried her eyes
and went down to the kitchen.
"Margery, l wish very much you
would go to the Thompson's on Tues
day." remarked her mother. as she en-
tered They'll feel hurt if you stay
away"
I'm going, mother. ! came to tell
You that: and to say that l will do up
the work, SO that you can drive into
town with father this evening You
know he wanted you to GO
The tired mother looked both sur.
prised and pleased.
But Margery's troubles were not
quite over. When her father came in
to supper he had q big package under
his arm.
'Margery," he said, come here
Here's present for you. It's book
bought from 4 young fellow l met down
at the crossroads. I'm afraid it was q
| piece of extravaganza, for l paid TWEEN
| ty dollars for it, but he said it had
something in it about your mothers re-
| lations. He said he'd been up at the
! house, and that you seemed to want it
pretty bad but didn't think you could
afford it. You've been moping SO late
ly. thought Id get you present, to
kind of chirk you up. You're all the
child we've got, and I want you to be
happy"
The tears stood in Margcry's eyes as
she threw her arms around her dear
old fathers neck, and told him she
didn't mean to NOPE any more. Sho
did not wound his feelings by letting
him know how little she cared for the
ponderous gift.
Whenever, in the future, she began
to feel discontentcd with her surround
ings, she always walked into the par
Tor and took look at the gitdcd vol
ume that reposed on the table.-Anns
j. Mckeag, in Golden Days