The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1894-06-06

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she said quickly. "The home where
we have lived since we were married,
and where our children were"-
NOW, wait minute, mother just
let me tell you about it before you
make so many objections, and in the
end Ill warrant you'll say I'm right.
A Boston man has bought the Carlton
farm, and is going to raise small fruit
for the city market. He wants our
little patch because it kinder cuts a
corner out of the big farm. He offers
$1,000, cash down, and we are to give
possession in the middle of April. I'll
tell you what, wife, a chance to sell
for cash doesn't come along every
day; If we can only get some land out
West, our fortunes made"
John, DEAR" she said, remember
that we are getting to be old people
now, and it would be pretty hard to
leave the associations of lifetime. II
we were young and able to endure the
hardships of new country, Wouldn't
say word, but
'Look here, mother, listen to reason,
can't you? We are going out there to
get rid of hardships, not to endure
more. Here we are, living on this
stone patch, barely making living
taking the doctors bill, what is due
on Franks monument, and the rest OF
the debts together, we owe over 5000.
How can We pay it here? Now, out
In Dakota there are plenty of farms
to be had for the asking, almost, and
why shouldn't we have the benefit OF
one as well as other people? And
then, there's Lizzie" he went on
hastily, seeing that his wife was about
to speak. ''What splendid chance
there'd be for her to teach school
I've heard say that teachers are scarce
and wages high. And she's SO pretty,
and cute and smart, shouldn't won
der if she'd have chance to do well
in other ways-marry rich man as
like as not"
John Barton" said his wife, indig-
nantly, 81 believe this foolish notion
has turned your head completely.
You know we'll enough that Lizzie is
promised to Will Chester, and it would
just break her heart if anything should
come between them.
SWELL" grumbled Mr.. Barton, 81
believe they do try to make out that
there's some such nonsense going on,
but never took much stock in it.
haven't anything in particular against
Will, but he amt worth any property,
and don't believe he ever will be.
As TO its breaking Lizzie's heart to
give him up, that's nothing but non
sense"
''Now, father" spoke Mrs. Barton
with some spirit, sit isn't right fo1
you to talk that way. Will is a good
young man, and he loves Lizzie better
than his own life. You know that
you haven't forgotten how he saved
her life when the town hall burned
down. He will always be kind and
that's more than money, according to
my way of thinking. He's smart and
strong, and not afraid of work. I'd
rather trust my girl with him thar
with--why, here she comes now And
it's almost supper time, declare |"
The good dame hustled away to the
kitchen, hoping that when her hus
band had slept over the matter he
would be of different way of think
ing, and give up a project the mere
thought of which gave her so much
pain.
Her hope was in vain. The Western
fever had taken a firm hold of Mr..
Barton, and matters were pushed with
his usual energy. Acquaintances il
Dakota helped him to obtain tract
of Government land, and the next
spring found the family established in
a rude shanty on the boundless prairie.
Mrs. Barton was a wise woman, who
always made the best of everything
and though it was with sinking heart
that she at first saw their new home,
she was outwardly cheerful, and ut
tered not a word of complaint.
Pretty Lizzie had not felt so unhap-
py about their removal as her mother,
for her lover had promised to soor
follow her, and they parted with many