Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1907-07-25

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and have the Joy of buying her own
things for the home wonderful. OF
course, Kitty the Third couldn't I'M
derstand how she loved each piece of
furniture. She was too young How
could she feel sad over the old bureau
without the memory Of the little baby
garments that had been tucked away
in its drawers years and years ago !;
of the dear old solid mirror that had
reflected the face of that other bride
from Boston, and beside her, bending
over her shoulder, the laughing, merry
tender.eyed Tom Kittredge-52 years
ago it was, but how could Kitty I'M
derstand2 But it was for the best /;
surely it was all for the best, Grandma
Kittredge kept telling herself, for the
young people wanted to go to New
York to live, ard she was to 60 too.
They were very, very kind to her.
She could not stop in the old house
all alone, and then there was no money
to keep it up with.
Money? She had hardly ever both
erek about the word until the Judge
had died. There had always been
plenty of money. She had never
asked how much or what was left.
The judge was the judge, that was
enough. His father had owned the big
white colonial mansion up on the hill
before him, and even the new trolley
track that cut across the front lawn in
the interests of modern improvements
hBd not taken the beauty and dignity
away from the old place.
But after that last quiet ride in the
spring sunshine out to the pines on
the hillside, they had told her gently
and cal efully, so as not to worry her
too much, that there Was no money
left, that the old judge had nothing
except the old home, and the land it
stood on.
She had tried hard to reason it out
for herself. 1t was not like Tom to
let thinga go along like that and never
tell her. And they had always had
plenty. Kitty had gone to college
with the other girls; there had never
word been said of money.
"Going, going gone-to Miss Pod
more for fve." Billy's voice broke
in on her reverie. "Better take the
glass right of, Miss Podmore, and
the marble, too, SO as it don't get
smashed. Dick, here, will help you.
And you might as well bid up on the
rest of the act. It's shame to break
it.
LAND, 1 don't want the heavy old
stuff" exclaimed Sue Podmore, star
ing blankly at the big old bureau.
"My ceilings too low for that top
piece, and it's too.heavy to lug around.
I only bid up FIVE because it did seem
such pity. felt az though wewere
fairly insulting the old thing, cheap
ening it SO. But I don't want it.
Didn't want it, when it was worth
its weight in gold to her. Grandma
Kittredge crossed over to where Dick
Lane was trying to take the screws
out of the mirror, the screws had not
been loosened for 81 years, and came
out hard.
"It's fearful hefty, Mis- Kittredge.
he said, tipping it up against tree
to get at the back better, and then
something happened-something SO
amazing that it stopped the whole
Kittridge sale, for as Dicks hands
| pulled on the handcarved, acorn
trimmed bottom piece along the side
it gave way in his grasp and fell out,
and there in the sunshine lay exposed
Judge Kittredge's private home bank
"Of course, grandma, you'll do just
as you please" Kitty the Third said
after everybody had gone, and Billy
and Dick had carried all the precious
uusold things back in to their places
| in the house. "But Dudley and
would love to have you live with uf
In town.
Grandma Kittredge smiled happily
to herself, and swayed back and forth
in her little low sewing rocker that
Miss Podmore had kept her eye on
ever since the eale had begun.
"Well, it's real sweet of you to Say
so, dearie," she answered, land know
you both mean it, but as long as
there's the means to keep 1t with
how much did Dudley say your grand
pa put in that drawer-twelve thOus'
and and some odd? Well, l Kind OF
think that I'll stay right here. You
can come out often to visit me and
there may be others to consider, you
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