The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1893-02-23

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the green bsise beg cod vsiked tff hon
~ defiant ss could be. sod stamped int
the room wbsrs the missus vas cuttin
bread sud butter. lnss like . msa wL
soul no, be SET down 90 by his wife: bu
/ began TO feel swkwsrd directly I got in
eide the door.
Why, for goodness. gracious. BIZ, sb
cried, what have you got there?
Nhsre? | saii.
Why. tlete-updsr your srn.
OIL said. that fiddle.
That vhatg
That fiddle,
Aud Whist are you going TO do with I
fiddle, prsy9
Lssrnto plsy II. said. o. I hung it up
on I oil on the wall tEfs gam a
Why ytu must be med. Bill, shs 81 id.
You've no more ear Tor music Than "a old
COW. Did you bur IN
Well, MT -exso,ly, ssid. b. cause he
may bring the money back.
How much did you give for il.
Two pounds.
Two wbsi2
Pounds, my ias, pounds
Tea was repds, and everything WA ~
nice IS could be. though there Was 10
drugget on the floor; and then, as 81 Q
poured out my tea, i told her all Ab ut
IL.
And II you've been such / recious be.
by ss to be taken in by the first pitiiui
tale that you hear. I'll never forgive you.
she SAID.
But .upio'e his tale was all true,
Patty. =" y.
Why, then, Bill, che said. very slowly,
all have 10 ssy 10. that il ever you are ~
bard pushed, hope you may meet with
ss 6 eood hisnd.
Itwss sbpnt amo th later that vent
home. spd Issii: -
1t is ell true enough. Patty.
Whats oil true. B Ii? she ssil, for we
had never me nti, ned the fddl, since that
night.
About the fiddle, / all. The hard
times hen be wss out OF work VAS too
much for poor Abe Browns wife. shs's
dead.
Dead she said softly. and saw ,et rs
come into her bright gray eyes.
After time used 10 get 10 the habit
Of taking that fiddle down aud making Q
[ oise with it. and often snd often and Oft
or, as l scrsped away, making the MET
horrd noises, Patty would sit there
away. quite satisfied; for. ss Abe
Brown said. II used to keep me at home
nights.
l never got to be good player, but st lsst
could scrsps out any Popular tune from
he notes, and maDys the pleasant eyeni
ing have had. playing tolkas and wsitzI
es and qua lrIlles. and oil the new songs;
ut somehow. I never hung that old id'
die u, on it's nail without seeing Abe
Browns sad face and Ut such times I'd
'sy to myself The poor chsp was right
Why. shsn the bad time came again
and our shop Was closed. and pound by
oonndl all our ssviugs went, try how !
would to get work elsew hsre, that fiddle |
was about the only consolation l had.
Month after mouth went by, and many |
,snds were growing Ms white and soft ss
poor Pstty's lace, but she never complain
ID. only spent her time working with htr
leedie, and irying to persuade me that
the had no sppeti e, or that she bad some' |
hing while l vas GU. so AT 10 rave few
pence.
One day, feeling half mad, and ready 10
10 any thing. after hanging about the shut |
up gates Of our ork ,h,p, tnd wishing !
,ould have turueu my band to some other
IA lie. welt back home ready 10 tell Pat.
y thst We had better emigrste. There was
Patty al her needle, ia our room, iryin TO
keep ovr bodies aud souls tog, ther With
,hop work, sDo hung the old eddie
u it's happy green bag from the picture
,ail. but there vas no icture there row
that, aud all our best things, bsd gone
ong enough before.
took the old fiddle down, q, my habit
vss, Tightening the bow hair, and vas bs'
,inuins o flAy 70 ne very old cir. Gram,
I thilk IL sas when is seemed
too strike me tbrt the fiddle had brous ht |
that vas like 9 curse TO my little home,
md that l was suff,r - Abel Brown
al suffered b.flre me. aud thai should
s,e my OR weary iced vile die teiore
ny eyer.
Then flt 9 kind OF Irosch that /
,ould be 20 nnmaniy a,t to have kept that
10, trum.Jt which might hsve been sold
nd saved poor P.ity's very fingers from
oms her toll. thought shout Il ell
bat i, ht and the next mtraipg took
he nddlc cofn, tuned IL snd rin lie DOW
yssr the sting. sod sbiysr~d. Tor the
Gu d came aud died away rs 4 had heard
hsm when Abe Bro~p bal touched the
n.i, nmept 81 our work, hop.
ling a savage ! thfn.t IL back I'M
o the bag and siroje ont ~ the bouss,
.ot even turIn 6 my bead xhen Patty
,slled siter NE 10 kio where vas 20
%. for ste .oaId have stopped nae from
'eiiirs H. kDos.
De ssid Il vss ood one aud worth tbs
money, mu'teted. must bs,e my tso
,onuds tack nos.
l hardly tno~ bov il ssa ! suppose
ny legs took me bsiuialiy toward our
sorks, - " ~ss 10 hnd the friend there