The Lee County journal. (Leesburg, Ga.) 1904-19??, 1907-03-08

if they had a little more common
sense"
Fanny was now quite angry.
10 be talked to in this way" she
said, is little more than | can en-.
dure believe l shall get out and
walk"
That would be a good idea" sug-
gested the old man. "A walk down
the valley this breezy morning would,
no doubt, be conductive to health and
happiness"
On" said Fanny, 81 wish we had
waited for the next coach" A.
But added Ellen, IF we had we
would have missed the party this
evening"
Yes, so we would-so we would"
ON, the troubles of this life! Oh.
the veXations and anoyances that
must come to us ON account of pau
pers and such like"
Pity the SORROWS of poor old man
was agained walled by the man whom
they supposed to be pauper. "Oh,
give relief and heaven will bless your
store. | learned these lines when
| went to the little school house
which stood in this valley about two
miles ahead. We spoke pieces then
on Friday afternoons, and that was
one of my rotations Pity the sor-
rows OF a poor old man whose trem-
bling limbs have borne him to your
door But I'm not so very old-only
seventy-two."
You don't mean that you used to
live in this neighborhood?" said Fan
NY
q do" the man answered. MY
youthful days were spent here. May
ask your name?"
MY name is Fanny Raymond"
''Then l am your Uncle John.
suppose you have heard of your Uncle
John? He went out West some years
ago"
The picture of Fanny's face at this
juncture would have been a good sub
Ject for an artist
'T-I-oh, dear" she stammered. 81
didn't know. The driver said you were
a pauper and that you were going to
the Pennington poorhouse"
but the driver didn't know.
Drivers will make mistakes as well
as other people. He expected pau
per at the station back there, but as
the pauper wasn't there, and | was,
he naturally supposed that I must be
the man he was looking for l am
on my way to your home now
"Oh, Uncle john" walled the as
tonished girl, "can you forgive me?
| supposed you were the pauper eX-
pected at the station, or | certainly
would not have spoken as l did
Yes, l understand. And nobody
likes paupers. l don't think 1 would
want to be a pauper on that account
But Wen drop this now. know l
am not as smoothly dressed as the
people dress here now. But my home
is in Dakota, and the people in Dakota
are not quite as particular in regard
to their dress as they are here. And
in the past sixteen years they have
chirked up considerably here. Your
father is living?" He asked.
Yes"
And your mother"
"She is dead. Has been dead for
five years.
"Ah!" exclaimed Mr. Raymond
q did not know. l am sorry to hear
it," And then to himself: mo mother!
no mother! No wonder she is f1dgety
and rude. l pity the poor girl who
has to struggle on without moth
err"
There had been no correspondence
between Mr.. Raymond in Dakota and
his brother in Plainfield Valley for
something over six years, and the
return of the brother was great
surprise and a great pleasure.
The little scene between Miss Ray
mOnd and her uncle was apparently
soon forgotten, and the young lady
did her best while her uncle remained
with them to show him that, in reality
she was not so ill natured as she ap-
peared on that stormy morning when
they came down the valley AS she
afterward explained to her uncle, she
really liked all good people, and all
nice people, but she feared that she
had an inherent dislike for paupers.
The lesson was a severe one, and
it was never forgotten by Fanny.--New
York Weekly.