The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1892-06-30


60 cut duck shooting iomouos, and III
row you through the Silver Chsnaels 3
the best eround on all The coast
Ga the night bei1rs Mt Gsve's time
vas up. the lovers. talking 10 each otbef
IN the sniutnnnl starlight on The porch
ssw red CLOS 10 thesky shove The private
hedge.
il's . bonffe, said Chsrlie
It's Miss S.repts Smiths boustl shrek,
I'd Bees Helpl Heipl firel Wa,erl Oh.
Why don't somebody coDsl
Call your father and the boys said
Charlie, fiesiug ef bis cosl' III jump
the ience and take the short cut. She is
eli alone 10 the house, poor thing
At Salt lnlet they bad neither steam en'
sines nor pstent .rtingu'sbers BY tbe
time the volunteer company bad dragged
the rickety old engine and bose car. ont OF
their sheds. snd boisted them up the hill,
the sbcient house where S'repts Smith
hsd been born ". 10 ruins; and the
old woman herself, carried iu big chair
over to the Warden house, was lsmen'ins
That she, too, had not gone also.
Seems like couldn't live nowhere else.
said abe. And I'm 40 old woman a very
old woman.
Bees Warden gave up her own room to
Mics Sarepts Every one did what he
could TO make her comfortable. but the
only sign she evlpced OF pleasure was when
Charlie Cleve brought In the old gray
goose. stiiiiy mounted on an Imitation o.
mossy ground. Her dim eyes lighted mp.
am glad you saved that, Charles, said
she.
! found it among bsap OF other things
said Charlie, and | thought you'd like to
have II, See, here are your spectacles too,
and the old Bible. with the leaves all
Fight. and the cover only little cbsrredl
Miss Sarepts looked ieebly from one
relic to smother.
I'm glad. said she, very glad. II was
thou htiul Of you, Charles. I'm sorry !
called you them names. | take 'em al
back.
Oh, never mind the names, said Charlie.
AT all events. you cant lay this hre to me.
No, said Sarepts, 1t was the mice play
ing on the closet shelf where kept the
matches. I'd laid up to set trap. bnt
forgot And should hsve been burned
10 my led. II 1t hadn't been for you,
Chsrles always dreaded death by frel
Old Miss Sarepts lay very quietly for
day or two, with the gray goose folding its
wings at her beds head. and the Bible aud
spec,scles on stand beside her pillow.
Charles shall have the gray goose, said
she one evening, tn help furnish bis
house.. And it'll show don't bear no mall
ice on account OF his shooting it and the
specks and the bible Bess must keep An
old Bible brings every one luck.
She died before dsybresk. II there was
any willard Miss ssrepts WAS always be-
lieved to be wellto do business like
woman 1t WAS destroyed in the flames
The old place-three and forty acres
went TO cousin nearer OF KID IMAM Opariie
Cleve.
My unlucky planet again, said Charlie,
with grimace. Well, never mind, Bess'
its only waiting little longer. We've got
Bible and 9 paif of spectscles, after aii'
And . stuffed gray goose, said Bess.
Oh, hang the goose' ssid oharlie' ~
neither useful nor ornamental Lets shy
il out into the orchard, and he seized II pY
one leg.
Oh, stop, Chafliel cried tnr'ty Dess'
Lets saye the feathers for pillow.
THEY'RE fnll Of arsenic and such stuff,
All the be tier for keeping out moths. rel
torted Bess. I'll pack them into bag,
ard : Charlie what is this?
A piece OF the old gray eoose's epider
m;s had come off with the first handful OF
feathers. Underneath il was SOMETHING
,;ts dn,l green paper. hacked 10 layers.
gelloI said Charlie. Why they're billsl
Tha,,,o money, Look her, Am dream
;,os
!, ,,ra Tho old oray goose was
s,ngsd fpll ot new crisp green backs. Ssrep'
o..,,. on,,;,;,,as no, mn, ceased
' -. - Tt.,ah.d besn metbod
.,o .a cha,l;e Cleys
!. 90. h,,,a.r az
g.,.. '
p'sY. ~. -, aau.r..a he saw,
" -, -. - 90, u.,,;ed
w.,u 40 !. .o,. oo;o,lv Won
A"Da NJ, III oo,se,so Chs,lie
Bu, look in the old Bible, Bess. Who
.now. vh., NAV be hidden there.