The evening Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1918-1920, 1919-03-17

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BLY," the girl declared.
"Youngstersp' cried the Judge
"There isn't but one, is there?"
Suppose we get to the Dusiness!'
exclaimed Jack suddenly
The color gradually became normal
| in the young woman's face. Judge
Farmer spread out more official-look-
ing documents. He finished with the
arrangement of the papers and lastly
on the top he lead long narrow slip
of pink color with fine fringed edges,
face downward.
"How much are your debts?" he
asked. II suppose you are referring
to the bankruptcy of Jacks father"
"Those debts of mine will never be
paid with Mary's legacy if it's mil
lion dollars!" declared Jack grim1y.
Mary placed a hand over his
mouth. Playfully holding it there
she replied:
''Three thousand, seven hundred
and eighty dollars right this minute,
Judge" Then she gathered herself
together as thuogh to meet shock
and asked: "Will . the legacy .
cover it, Judge?"
1t was very quiet in the little cor
ner room. A clock licked on the wall
opposite Webster's picture A blue
bottle fly buzzed against a dusty WIN
dow.
cit WILL" said the Judge. "The a.
mount left you comes to fve-thous-
and-fve-hundred and fifty dollars and
twenty-five cents!"
Mary was the first to speak.
cit pays the debts" she declared
hoarsely, "-and Jack, it leaves US
it leaves us with a whole
thousand dollars over, for you to get
into some business!"
Jack leaped up and walked to th6
window He stood looking down into
the square.
Don't be a fool, young man." de-
clared the Judge. you've got wife
that loves you. Thank God for her!'
at cheats me! cheats me out
of the satisfaction of making real
effort to come up to the scratch"
"Tommyrot, young MANI retorted
Farmer 81 guess you find the JOB
of raising those youngster-that
youngster!-hard enough without
looking for a slow smouldering fnan-
cial fire to make you martyr to your
| principles"
"It's Mary's money-I'll never
touch it,"
Mary had the check in her hands
She winked at the Judge and made
a gesture not to mind anything Jack
| might say. Then her eyes sought the
| figures on the paper-fgures which
| in those days meant a competency
figures which to her poor financially
starved scheme of things meant g
| fortune If it had been fifty or {
| hundred thousand dollars, the amount
could have meant no more.
Fifty-fve hundreds of dollars!
The figures swan before her gaze
Frantically she fingered in her bosom
| for her, handkerchief. She sanl
| down into the chair, her pretty brown
head bowed in her arms on the edge
| of the Judges table.
"What are you weeping for?" de
manded Farmer.
"That's the way woman signifie;
she's having a good time" declared
Jack grimly without looking around
The papers and receipts were dull,
signed, sealed and delivered. TIL
check formally became her property
The Judge said they didn't owe hin
anything; he'd been paid from Chica
go. He shook hands with them ella
borately and they went out.
Mary carried the check all the wa
home in her hand. Jack spoke not
word.
Jack she pleaded, cant you &C
as happy over it as | would have bee
) if you had been the one left tn
money!"
It's-different," choked Jack ~
; puts me in worse position than eve
Pm frantic at times about gettin
ahead. +"
"We've got start now" she do
clared.
Il 'sMary," he begged, keep thu
, money in your own bank account
for yourself, I want to make goo