The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1904-07-08
VIXEN FORTUNE
KNOCKED.


81 RELEN WHITNEY, clark.

~ rs FUR your own good, NAV"
! urged lclmira. the youngest daugh-
ter. pceslasiyely. You know you're
Kind s. dcef O late years. an Twin
here alone like you've been a-doin' is
powerful dangerous. Seth thinks so,
too. Au he says you'll be heap bet
ter OIL Twin with some o. us."
Course YOU will" chmed in Becky.
the widows second daughter She
was . sallow. iaded-looking woman.
with an untidy wisp OF tow-colored
hair twisted into a knot and fastened
at the nlpe OF her neck with single
halr-rln made Of a bent hitting
needle Why. you'll hey three months
NJ 'iao with each one o. us. takin'
It turn AM turn about. an not a lick
O w07E 70 do Nothing but set in the
rockin-chcor from mornin iii night"
To Moor tired Becky. who seldom
had 4 moment free from house hold
cares aal perplexities. the prospect of
nothir- 10 do but SIT in a rocking
chair m morning til night seemed
like a 0retaste Of Paradise
Mrs Coppaee, however. held a dlf-
ferent opinion. II don't want To set
an do nothing all day She objected.
bitterly Nor don't won't TO be drug
'rauad from pillar 10 post an from
post 30 pillar want 10 stay rieht
here in my ole home, an milk tho
COW. an churn. an make pickles an
app e-sass. an tack carpet-rags, an
sew patchwork, an sech,"
Aew. look here. NAV put in Ada
lac The eldest Of the three sisters. de-
tcrmiacdly. lest listen al me. It's
an nonsnse to talk like that What
Kin son do in a ole ramshackle o.
hoG.e like this? All alone. too. fur
We can't airy one o. us leave home
every whip-stitch 10 come an stay
with Won. as You know very we'll"
Mrs. Coppage wiped the tears from
her ewes. and looked up briskly. Il
could cit YOUR cousin Margic. poun' So
ter Phoebe's darter. TO come an stay
with me She's out O. place now. any
way. an her brothers. wife begrudges
her every mouthful she eats She
could milk the cow an help with the
chores An If you girls would only
let me keep the ole place while | live
lit won't be many years" her voice
shoe, little. II wouldn't ask filr
nothing more from any o you,
There the garden you know. an The
milk an butter an the eggs Why.
we could live like COWS in clover, An
~. I lfr,f
~ cents a pair over TO Turkey Bol-
Ter
"Now that's all foolishness nav"
Interrupted Adaline. impatiently.
"How do YOU reckon You an Margie
could et long with only one COW 10
milk An you know yourself YOU had
10 sell the team. an every other hoof
q stock on the place 'ceptin the mich
COW. to pay the taxes, an back in
t'rest on the NOR gidge. An besides.
the Ian all run down 50 it's too poor
TO raise black-cyed peas,"
Not to mention that the chimley
smokes. an the clapboards is all
a-blown' off the run. nterpolated FL
mira. with a plying look at her
mothers sad face.
The widow bowed her head on her
hands. and the ready tears gushed
forth I've lived here ever since |
married your paw" she sobbed, brok-
emily. Gle cleared the Ian hisself. an
put ont the orchard Them pippins
was Jest a-comn' into bearin' that
year he died. He'd "a paid of tk
mor'Gidge. rut an branch, afore now
II he'd lived. poor man."
II was the mortgage on the old
homestead which caused all the tror-
BILE. the widow being unable to pay
even the Interest which had accumu-
lated for several years, and her sons
ln-law having declined to assist her.
mo use thrown good money after
bad" they declared. individually and
collectively. Beat let the ole place