The Winslow mail., 1899-06-22


| pated question of that sore, but she
answered, after a moments indecision:
"She is fond Of taking her own head
| sometimes. No, Mr.. Lee, if find it hard
TO manage her, she would never do for
your little girl"
"Ah, I'm sorry for that, Miss Susy,'
said the stCreleeper. But I know
man who wants spirited horse. What
wonld you sell her for?"
81 leave that to the purchaser" Susy
made answer. Papa paid $75 for her
more than a year ago, and l wouldn't
want to take less than that, for need
the money very much" she went on,
"and if you will be SO kind as to take
an interest in the matter" She
stopped, her eyes wistful.
"Nhy, of course ! will," the grocer
responded. "l'll send my boy to your
house with the groceries, and he can
bring the horse back with him. If any
thing is done in the way of sale III let
you know at once"
Susy thanked him and went on her
way home. As she came in sight of the
| house, an old-fashioned, two-story
building, where dilapidatiOn was rem
dered picturesque by prcfUse growth
Of ivy that covered the front porch and
much of the exterior walls, she felt
more comfortable as she thought over
her prospects. In Imagination she had
her mother quite reconcilcd to al her
plans. her school life assured and all
things going on swimmingly. For who
knew but Brown Bess might bring her
500, she was so spirited md handsome? {?
Work and home seemed brighter. The
grocer's boy came for the horse, and
though it was hard parting with the
pretty creature, Susy. in expectation of
results, bore the separation brarely.
Cant we take a little Of the money
You get to shingle the roof?" her moth
er asked as the horse was led away.
81 hope So" Susy replied blithely.
And You still think of going to
school? Amt you too old?"
I'm not 1S yet" was Susv's answer.
"Many girls go to school till they are
90"
"And there's clothes, to think of,
dresses and bonnets and Shoes"
"Oh, they'll be provided" Susy said,
with little laugh.
An winters comin'-an' it's two or
three miles to the 'cademy," her mother
went on, each time throwing a more
plaintive cadence into her voice.
Toms clothes are terribly patched,
an mother needs f1annels. | amt so
7 ] :
anything about myself, on'y it's kind
O hard to spare YOU" and the lines in
her mothers weak face deepened.
Mother, wish you could see it as [
do. l must go to the academy" Susy
made reply. Its the opportunity of
my life. But l tell you what will do.
If l get $100 for Brown Bess FL divide
even. Fifty dollars would go a long
way, wouldn't it?"
Well, yes, $50 would get everything
we need was the reply. But you're
never goin' to get $500. You'll be more
than lucky if you get $50.
We'll, mother" said Susy, desperate
ly, IF l only get $50, I'll divide even.
1t will be $50 coming in every month if
l only get the school"
Il don't sees there's any chance of
that" said her mother, with a woe-be-
gone face.
Day after day Susy waited, but no
word came about Brown Bess. Tom de-
clarcd that he believed there was no
prospect Of selling her, but one day
Charlie Grant drove up to the house, his
face fairly beaming.
Il thought I'd bring you the news"
he said, as he came in the bright living
room.
Have they sold Brown Bess?" Susy
asked her voice trembling in her eX-
citement to hear.
well, yes-that is, if you'll take the
price they OFFER" Charlie made answer.
"Oh, hope it's hundred" said Susy.
"a hundred!" laughed Charlie. rs
that what you value her at? Lucky for
you that was in at the bargain. That
horse will be worth thousands Of dol
lars before long. The man who bought
her trains horses for the race course.
He has discovered remarkable quail
ties in Brown Bess as a trotter, and is
willing to give you $1,000 for her"
a thousand dollars! Susy stood for
q moment like a statue; then she flew
into the kitchen, where her mother was
making the daily batch of bread, eX-
claiming:
"a thousand dollars, mother! we're
rich! Brown Bess is sold for q thou
sand dollars! You won't have to work
hard this winter. Tom can get two
suits of clothes if he wants them, and
buy the five-acre lot. Grandma can
have all the fire she needs; the roof
shah be shingled, the mortgage paid
of s(9d-and-"
"What am to have?" Charlie asked,
as she stopped, out of breath, he having
followed her into the kitchen.
She turned round, and, blushing
beautifully, held out her hands. He
clasped them both and drew her to his
bosom.
What do you think of this, mother?"
ne asked Of the glad-hearted woman at
the bread pan. "Susy is to be my wife,
why, 1 think it's a good deal better
than keeping school," she said =
Waverly.
Solemn Praise.