Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1892-03-10

nor patent cxtinruishers.
n,, ,hn zinc ,hc vnIuntecr compnnv Md
Ira,,g,d the ricltety old cnginc and
,,nsetcnr, ant ~ their shed and hoistod
,her, nm ,hc b,ll the ancient house
where Snrcp,a smith had been born
was In ruins. and the old woman her.
scIt corr,cd In n bip chair over TO the |
Nardsn honac. WINS lnmentinu herself |
that she. too. Ind not gone also.
'sccns lilo I couldn't live nowhere
c,se." said She. "Aud I'm an old WON.
a., ycry ala ,yoman."
nc,s WorIcn gnyo u her own room
to Mis-, Snrcp,a Every one dil what
n. could 20 mnl,e her comfortable, but
the only sign she evinced OF pleasure
was when Charley Cleye brought In tho
olI grny GOOSE. stiOav mounted on an
Imitation Of mossy ground. Her dim
ewes lighted nm
81 ON glad YOU saved that, Charles"
,o,d She
81 fnund 4, among "A heap of o.her
,hings " said Charley, And | thought
vou'l like 10 have H. See, here are
your snrctacles too. and the old Bible,
with the leaves all right, and the cover
only n little charrcd!'
Mis-, Sarcpta looked fccbly from one
relic To another.
"I'm glad" suid she, very glad. IL
was thoughtful OF you, Charles I'm
sorry called YOU them names take
'em ali back"
"Ohl never mind the Names" said
Charley. AT all events, you can't lay
this fire to mel"
NO" said Sarcpta, sit was the mice
plnyiu' ON the closet shelf where l kept
the matches. I'd laid up to set n trap
but | forgot. And l should ha' beer
burned In my bed " II hadn't been fo
YOU, Charles. | allays dreaded 4 dealt
by lrcw
Old Miss Sarcpta lay very quietly fol
a day or two, with the gray goose fold
inp It's wings at her bed head, and the
Bible and spectacles on a stand beside
her pillow.
CHARLES shall have the gray goose,
said she, one evening "ltll help fur
nish his house. Aud itll show ! dom
bear no malice ON account OF his shoot
i'm H. And the species and the Bible
Bess must keep. An old Bible bring
every one lucls!"
She died before dnybrcals. II Their
,,,s INV ,yilI-nnd Miss Sarepta wa
always believed 10 bc n wcll.to.do
busincss.lil,c woman-it was dcstroyc'
In the ilaacs The old place three
nnd.forty acrcs-wcnt TO cousil
nearer OF kin than Charley Clevo.
my unluclty planet again" sat
Charley, with grimncc. well, neve
mind, Bess; It's only waiting littl
longer. We've got II Bible and pal
Of spcctaclcs, after all"
And n stuffed gray goose" sal
Boss
"ohl hang the goose! said Charley
ITS neither useful nor ornamental
Let's shy II out into the orchard" an
he seized II by one iog, An.
'Ohl stop, Charley! cried thriit
Bess Lets save the feathers Tor
pillow"
They're full OF araehic anu sue
stuff"
IAN the better for keeping on
MOTHS" retorted Iiess. III spac
them into bag anu oh' 'hurioy
what Ia this?"
A piece Of the old gray gooses ep'
dermis had come of with the mrs
handful OF icathers' Underneath
was something like dnll-green pApe
packed In layers.
Hello" said Charley. why
they're billsl They're money! Loo
herel Am dreaming2"
II was true. The old gray goose wa
stuffed full OF new, crisp greenbacki
sarepta Smiths eeccntricities had nc
ceased with her death. There la
been method In her words when sll
gave Charley Cleve this memorial
his own blunder Ms n peace Offering
give hundred dollars" said he .
say, Bess, isn't II almost enough TO &c
married upon? Wen do II very quie
ly, you know
Don't talk nonsense, Charley
, but look in the old Bible, Bes