The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1899-11-09

cub SOllC O1C give llS NdIuc
to the poor old creature"
Nov, look here, Ellice Davidson"
Nelly cried, red with anger, you talk
as if [ were going to take a dishonest
advantage of the woman! Who would
give % cents for it here? In this little
out-of-the-way village the people have
never even heard of Satsuma ware.
| Why, it will stay on that shelf till old
Mrs. Graves is dead and buried, and
then be thrown aside, or some old wom-
an will keep her milk in it. No, / eX-
pect to get the bowl at bargain, and
my conscience went trouble me if l
take it,
| Nelly was correct in thinking the
bowl would soon be in her possession.
In less than a week Mrs. Graves sent for
her. She found the old woman in bed
in a cold room and suffering terribly
from rheumatic fever. On a little table
| by the bed was tumbler of water and a
plate of food, sent in by some plying
neighbor.
Seems as if that turns my stomach"
she said, pointing to the food, but it
W 'lo SOOb III wi - i - " oNhb I've
Jenny" to little girl who had come
in, won't you pick up some chips and
make blaze, so you can boil some wa
ter and make cup of tarragon tea?
I'm just parching with thirst. Miss
Nelly, [ sent for you to tell you if you
want that bowl I'll sell it. I'm too sick
to work, and haven't got cent to buy
| r1,aIiaiua or 6rayyoo6
| Nelly's heart beat high with delight.
"Certainly, Mrs Graves" she said. Il
meant what l said, and I'll give you
what you ask for it,
DO you think a dollar is too much?"
Nelly glanced at the abject poverty
of the room, the poor old Woman's pain
drawn face, and for very shame at her
self blushed deeply. But the bowl must
be hers.
Mrs. Graves" she said, hurriedly,
III give you five dollars for the bowl,
and here's the money" She took it
out of her pocket.
Five dollars!" exclaimed the old
woman, in establishment. Miss Nelly,
honey, | reckon it's because you want to
| give lllO tllC lllOllNN' II al I NNl fanny
| because the bowl is worth half that"
ITO me it is Nelly said, hastily, with
sudden twinge of conscience, and il
| had more money I'd give it, but this
is my last cent
"Oh, I'm afraid you're paying high
for just whim! Please bring me the
bowl, Miss Nelly, so | can tell it good-by
| Iafara to1 -
Nelly brought it to the bedside, and
the tears were in the old creatures eyes
as she took it in her trembling hands.
1T is all that is left me of the blessed
old time. When l look at it l see them
all-father, mother, husband and chill
dren, all lying in the churchyard. 1t
was my wedding present from father.
Miss Nelly. remember the night l was
married. Everybody wished me health
and prosperity, but father, he says
Health and prosperity are mighty good
things but wish for my children hon
esty and falr dealing with all the world
Yes, those were his exact words. 1t is
hard to part with the last thing L have
OF ms. She pressed 1t to her qulvering |
HP9 Win q SUD- anu hahucu IL ~ -NelIy'
Don think m not thankful to you
Miss Nelly she said, because I'm
sorry at parting with 1t. You have given
me SIX times It's value. God bless you!
You've kind heart. May God deal
with you as you've dealt with poor,
desolate old woman!"
AS Nelly hurried home with her treas
ure' these words kept ringing in her
ears and beating at her heart. Some
no" she did not 1eel as triumphant over
the bargain as she mad expected. But
the next Gay she packed her bowl and
TOOK 'he nrst Tram 1or the city OF New
orleans.
why, It's unlque-lts worth it's
weight IN gold NELL" her aunt cried
ecstaucally. Where did you pick II
up? What did you give for it?
Oh got 1t at bargain" was all
Nelly would say.
There was a netting of Mrs. Daven-
ports friends at her house that night
to inspect the bowl. One of them, Mr.
Wentworth, a gentleman of large for,
time whose collection Of old china IvoS