The St. Mary banner. (Franklin, Parish of St. Mary, La.) 1889-1931, 1907-10-12

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| thousand He was sorry the min
| ute | took him up, but it was too
| late"
A full minute passed before Maria
found her voice. a thousand dol
| lars" she sasped, at last. "A thous-
and dollars. Where is the money
coming fromo''
Why, I'm going to borrow it of
Mr.. Evans-just for the time being"
And mortgage the farm? Q Dan
| iel, YOU don't mean it,"
1T isn't going to be one of these
| long-running mortgages said Dan
iel, doggedly II can pay off quite
a part of it before snow flies, and
/ the balance next year. YoI don't
seem to realize that the dividends
will be coming in right away
The discussion lasted for a long
time, but with no effect on either side
Its no use arguing with you, Dan
iel,' said Mrs. Lang. finally, drop
ping her voice from the key to which
it had been raised. You are clean
bewitched. But when you wake up
some day to find that you've been
swindled out of house and home,
perhaps you will remember that |
told you beforehand" And having
thus spoken. she left the room.
When Daniel brought the note and
mort gage for his Wife's signature the
next day he was quite prepared TO
be met by further remonstrance, and
perhaps refusal; but much to his re-
lief she complied without word,
although the look on her face as she
wrote her name under his on each
of the two documents was certainly
eloquent.
After Daniel had folded them and
taken them away, so far as this par
ticular subject was concerned. there
was a silence in the Lang household
that lasted for many a day.
1t was different in the town at
large. Wherever men cOngested the
talk was about petroleum, until it
might have seemed that boring for
oil up in Canada was Greenhill's lead
Ing nome industry.
1t must be nearly forty years now
since the brief period of Mr. Rosen-
crafts activities in Greenhill, but
that suave and engaging gentleman
and the enterprise that he brought
to the attention of many substantial
citizens are even yet not wholly for
gotten.
Late in the autumn Daniel Lang
was drawn on the jury" and con
sequently was absent from home for
some days.
On the day that he was expected
to return. Rosetta, the fourteen-year-
old daughter of the house. came from
an errand to the village with start
ling news.
20 mother she exclaimed. as she
rushed into the house, what do you
think? Squire Marks and Deacon
Locke got back from Canada yester-
day. They had been up there to
look after those oil-wells, and it
seems they didn't find the least sign
of oil. They couldn't find Mr. ROsen-
craft, either and now they say that
the shares aren't worth the paper they
are printed on. l guess everybody is
pretty much stirred up about it. They
say Mr.. Evans takes it dreadfully
hard and talks about going to the
poorhouse."
Il guess he won't go to the poor
house at present" said Mrs. Lang,
remembering a certain note she had
signed She had grown very pale
as she listened to the news, but she
made no other comment.
Mother asked Rosetta, present
ly. chow much money has father
LOST"
He hasn't lost anything to speak
off, was the reply Il want you to
remember that when you are away
from home,' added Mrs Lang, signiff.
cant!y.
A little later she said, with an at
tempt at cheerfulness, wouldn't you
like to spend the rest of the day with
your cousin Addie? You haven't been
there for some time You may stay
to supper if Aunt Emma invites you"
The girl was glad enough to escape
from what she felt to be an atmos-
phere of trouble. and Mrs. Lang was
left alone with her thoughts to await
the coming of her husband, whom
she expected on the stage at five
o'clock.
In spite Of her abstraction, she
went about her preparations for the
evening meal with more than usual
care; and by five O'Clock the sup
portable, in its company dress Of
snow white cloth. china tea-set and