Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1912-10-05

something. she'd do It somehow
money or no bank"
Mrs. Balm went out TO shut up I'D
chickens for the night, and Jern|
took chair on the front porch
smoke. Later. he went inside to ca
ton the landlady to say nothing
Jessie: but he could find her NJ,
where She had not returned Wild
he retired to his room near midnlglI
The next morning Mrs. Bad
knocked at his door half hot
earlier than usual. He turned to \
watch and observed the difference
time, but dressed and went dow
stairs. He found Mrs. Balm alone
Little early this morning, are.
your" he asked.
YES, l wanted to talk with you
;ore them others came on" Foldit
her hands beneath her apron, 81
proceeded: "Mr. Bixby, why dol
you sell the house?"
"Sell It? Why, Mrs. Balm, n
know why built It, and now "
ask me to dispose of It,"
Yves, take It to be the best wd|
Then you'd have enough money 4,
you and Jessie to get fixed up on, al
you could come and board with nj
cheap, until times got better. al
then you could sen some of your Id
and build another house then, WIFI
you could AFFORD It."
"Why. nobody could buy that hou|
now, Mrs. Balm. and give me Id
what / put into It,"
ooh, yes, they could"
"Who?"
ooh, know, II you'll only do 1t"
"Well--" he hesitated. AS othd|
OF the boarders began to appear,
added hurriedly: "I'll tell you I
night"
That afternoon Jenny was sittil
alone in his office, with his I'd
propped up on desk debating Il
matter to himself, when Mr. Stanld
president of the bank, apreari
Jenny brought his feet down With
bang, and arose in confusion.
'T--I-Mr. Stanley" he faltered,
was just thinking of stepping over
see you about my account, but"
mo reason for that" returned II
other, cordially. 81 came over 70 81
you about your new house. l hnYoI
, client who wants to buy It,"
well, / hadn't thought about SCI
Ing" answered Jenny, himself agad
Then calculating: "Of course new
had anything l wouldn't sell, if theI
were the inducements"
We'll, how would $4,000 stril
your"
1.-TWO thousand dollars?" he d
claimed, but recovered his composud
and asked: "And who pays yoj
commission, Mr.. Stanley?"
"That is already provided for
my client"
Then I'll sell, Mr.. Stanley Who'd
name do you want in the deed?" turI
ing to his desk and pulling out
blank form for conveyance.
Just leave that space blank for "
present. My client wants to pd
you UNDERSTANDING the balan(
when the name is filled in and tH
deed delivered by myself as thiI
party. Is that satisfactory"
''That suits, l guess"
Alone in his office again, Jern1
threw his hat into one corner and ID
back in his chair, chuckling over HI
good luck.
Two thousand dollars!" he q
claimed. TITS settled-we'll MARI!
Well have plenty for honeymoo
trip to my folks in. Missouri. Then,
the deed has not been delivered, W
can stay at Mrs. Bain's awhile, an
when the balance is paid, there'll
enough to settle my debts and bull
a new house besides. Glory!"
They were married at high noon tn
first Tuesday in November. 1t wa
Ilanned that they should leave on tn
1925 O'clock afternoon train for Kal
sas City, and thence to the home {
his parents. After the dinner ha
been served and while the party avail
ed carriages to take them to tn
depot, Mr.. Stanley stepped up
Jermy and asked for a moment Of hi
time.
Tho banker led the way into al
other room, followed by Jenny an
his bride.
"Just little business" Mr.. Stanle
said, by way OF introduction. H
fumbled with some papers and drev
out fountain pen.
Here's certificate of deposit t
your credit, Mr.. Bixby, for $1,7OO,
he resumed. "Now you will please fl
out the space left blank"
"What name?" asked Jenny, tai
ing the pen.
Mrs uhm," as he cleared hi
voice, maintaining a stolid expires
sion, Mrs. Jessie Bixby."
Jenny was dumfounded.
What" dropping the pen AMI
turning to his bride. .You--you?" HI
cried, and grasped her in his arms
"You bought the placer"
Eyes" she replied.
"And just to think that the dea
alone wasn't half the bargain"