The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-07-05
The New Fable of Susan and the Daughter and the Granddaughter, and Then
 Something Really Grand

the Cradle, and he resolved to reward her.
 With only three Gills of Stone Fence under his Wammus. he spread his Wild Cat Currency on the Counter and pur- chased a $6 Cloak, with Jig-saw orna- ments, a shiny coat of Varnish and a Bouquet of Pink Roses on the door.
 Susan burst into Tears when she saw 1t on the Wall, alongside of the Turkey Wing, and vowed that she had married the Best Man in the World.
 Twenty years later, Jennie, the first begottene Click at the Log House in the Clearing. had matured and married, and was living at the County Seat with Hiram, Money Changer and Merchant. Railroad Trains Side-Ba Buggies, Coal-Oil lamps, and the Civil War had come along with a Rush and disarranged primitive Conditions. The Frontier had retreated away over into Kansas.
 In the very Township where, of late, the Beaver had toiled without Hindrance and the Red Fox dug his hole unscared, people were now eating Cove Oysters and going to see East Lynne"
 Hiram was in rugged Health, having defended the flag by Proxy during the recent outcropping of Acrimony between the deyotees of Cold Bread and the slaves of Hot Biscuit. The Substitute had been perforated beyond repair at the Battle of Kenesaw Mountain, proving that Hiram made no mistake in remaining behind to tend Store.
 When Jennie moved in where she could hear the Trains whistle and began to sport Cameo Brooch, sine could barely remember wearing a Slip and having Stone Bruises.
 Hiram was Near but he would loosen up a trifle for his own Preside. The fact that Jennie was his Wife gave her quite a Standing with him. He ad- mired her for having made such a Suc- cess of her Life.
 They dwelt in two-story Frame with countless Dewdads and Thingumbobs tackled along the Eaves and Scalloped around the Bay Windows.
 The Country People who came in to see the Eighth Wonder of the World used to stand in silent Awe, breathing through their Noses.
 Out on the Lawn. surrounded by Ge- IT ms, was @ Cast-Iron Deer which seemed to be looking at the Court House in a startled Manner. It was that kind of a Court House.
 In her Front Room the daughter of Rufus and Susan had wonderful Wax Flowers, sprinkled with Diamond Dust: What-Not bearing Mineral Specimens Conch-Shells, and a Star Fish-aso some Hair-Cloth Furniture, very slippery and upholstered with Sand
 After Hiram gave her the Black Sill, and paid for the Crayon Arrangements of her Parents, Jennie did not have the Face to bone him for anything more but she longed in secret and Hiram sus. pected
 Jennie was a Soprano. Not a reguiar Soprano, but a Country-Town Soprano of the kind often used for augmenting the Grief at a Funeral. Her voice came from a point about two inches above the Right Eye.
 She had assisted Quartette to dothings to "Juanita," and sometimes tossed out little Hints about wishing she could prac. tice at Home. Jennie was Nice Woman but she did need Practice.
 Although Hiram was tighter than the Bark on a Sycamore, he liked to have other Women envy the Mother of his Children.
 When he spread himself from a Shin. Plaster, he expected Fanfare of Trum pets.
 It took him long time to unwind the String from the Wallet, but he would Dig if he thought he was boosting hi. own Game.
 By stealthily -weighting of th Country Trade and holding out on the Assessor, he succeeded in salting away