The Clarksburg telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1874-1926, 1893-04-07

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work, and Ell l am to save my hay III
have TO take that interest money and
buy new machine"
II think you'd better not, father
Mrs. Hobbs answered in mild alarm.
II don't know where you're goin'
70 get any more, and johnson is
powerful clost about gettin' the money
on time. I'd be afearcd to let 1t run
over minute
We'll, but, Lucindy, the hay is wuth
more'n the intrust, and you know
they's no-takin' the stock through the
winter without IL The cattle might
kinder rub along, but the horses is list
plum ableegcd TO have their timothy,
and my timothy is as fine piece as
you ever sot eyes on.
Suppose you try again. Mrs.
Hobbs suggested, helping her husband
to a luscious quarter of raspberry pie.
.Illg go out with you and help nnchoke
her, and we'll use plenty of lie and
mebbe you can rub through jest this
onct
well, III try. Lucindy; / hain't no
hopes, but would like TO save that in
trust money!
Mr.. hobbs staid in the field till five
o'clock and the hay was cut with few
delays. The girls brought out the sup
per, which was eaten with much relish
in the bayfield, The horses being wa
tered and fed. the work went on by the
big harvest moon, and at 10 o'clock the
hay from the .sbig medder'' was in the
stacks.
a few days after Jim johnson came
out TO see II the interest money was
ready. He tied his horse under d tree
and started through the meadow TO see
Mr.. Hobbs, who was fencing his ricks
ut the other side.
Moses and the bullrushesl What's
thatP' he asked, gazing at glinty blue
reflections floating on pools of water
standing everywhere, for it had rained
heavily the night before.
"oil, and no mistaken he went on.
after dipping his finger into puddle
and testing 1t carefully with his nose.
Itwas only the day before that the
papers had contained an account of
some new oil fields found not above
twenty miles away; an old partner of
Jim had been the first to invest, and
was conseq uently fabulously rich.
johnson carefully rubbed his finger
on his pocket handkerchief, slowed
i the latter in u deep pocket and FASTENED
across the field, his face pale and his
eye glitteriug very unpleasantly.
He tried to greet the farmer with his
: accustomed familiarity, but his words
came by jerks and in gusts, and his
throat became SO dry that he could
scarcely articulate.
whats the matter? Hain't you
well?'' Mr.. Hobbs asked, suspending
his work to gaze curionsly at his Wis,
itor, You look tallcr-colored as the
dead, an your eyes is like burnt holes
in blanket
mo, thank you, not It all" johnson
replied at random. I'm quite well ex.
cept husky sore throat-are you wellg
ana inc taintly2
Pretty fair we've got good deal
OF health mixed up amongst us-you
know they's twelve all told. F"
Yes, large, interesting family
want to sell the farm?"
he tried to make the question less
eager, but he could not quiet the tremor
in his voice, and he was in mortal dread
lest Mr.. Hobbs should have some reason
TO cross the field and see the oil, when
his cake would be dough. as he men.
tally expressed it.
NO" Mr. Hobbs replied shortly,
and went on with his work.
''1'll give you good price for It'll
want 1t for combination shoe factory.
Set o figgcr."
well, twelve thousand-a thousand
apiece" said Mr.. Hobbs, jokingly; the
farm was not worth more than q third
of that sum.
I'll take 1t with a gasp. Here.
fifty dollars to bind the bargain and III
fill out check for the balance right
here"
He did SO, and handed the paper tc
Mr.. Hobbs, who kept his countenance
and received 1t with perfect gravity
Privately he was convinced that John
son was crazy.
"come TO the house and sign the con
tract for the deed"
s.Al1 right"
Mr.. and Mrs. Hobbs accompanie,
johnson TO town and were thunder
struck when they learned that the sal
was real and that they had twelv,
thousand dollars in the bank.
s.Sense that johnson hain't crazy
Hobbs began as soon as he was clea
OF the tswn. ''why, they's something
in the wind. 1t may be shoe factory
but don't believe 1t. wonder
they've found goldpr
sit don't make no sort o. differenc
70 US, father Mrs Hobbs answered
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