Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1930-01-16
But on the very day before the

But on the very day before the
wedding, as though &c fill her rup TO
utter overlooking, the postman deliv-
cred three letters addressed 10 E.
Tolliver, all in strange handwriting.
well, that's funny" stammered
Ginger, and held out trembling hand.
and with the guilty consciousness of
the evildoer. sure the very pOstman
must be suspicious Of such sudden
burst of correspondence, she added.
Bunch of ads, suppose" She was
so excited that she fell off the ladder
three times before she finally got her
self-and the three letters-inlo the
attic studio under the dormerwindow.
She was trembling nervously. Her
chilly fingers tore uselessly al the
stiff paper she had il open al last.
dime rolled out upon the floor. She
SEIZED and kissed il.
you're my nest egg" she whis
pered. you're my lucky piece. you're
what some dumb farmer would call
pay dirt"
She opened the other letters, three
dimes resulting. A sorl of stiffness
came over her. She sat, huddled
into a small bunch on the old stool
and read the letters-pleasant letters.
sympathetic, st is a joy 10 help in
such good work" God bless the
cause" pleasure TO add my mite
''The darlings." said Ginger. THE
dear, sweet, generous, Christian
souls" Ginger had significant habit
Of judging ones Christianity, not by
his Thoughts, but by his contributions
Three dimes TO her represented three
devout Christians Very still she sat
on the old stool, very quiet, enveloped
in a sweet and grateful gladness. Her
mind leaped swiftly On, 10 expensive
curative treatments for her father
new rich furniture to replace their
threadbare shabbiness. coal and steak
and chickens
She kissed the letters, one after the
other. and crumpled them in her hand.
70 be burned
Little white angels she called ten
DERBY.
Then she cast about for proper re
ceptable for this incipien1 fortune.
Three dimes, Of themselves. did not
require much treasuring, but the
highly imaginative eyes of Ellen TOLL
yer looked already upon the thousands
and thousands, in neat little stacks,
that were to come. In another part
Of the attic she ferreted out an old
dolls trunk. very dusty, very shabby.
but stout, well made, with a strongly
hinged top. and best of all. with the
old lock still intact and the key
dangling from q string. Within il,
side by side. she laid the three dimes,
and turned the key il the rusty old
lock. Then she moved everything
else off her desk. and directly in the
middle of il she placed the trunk,
royalty alone. The key she thrust un.
cOncernedly into the table drawer.
She was not afraid Of thieves.
Her sigh was great and glad one.
"At last fortune smiles upon the par
sonage, and all the Tollivers in it,"
she whispered iOyously. Perhaps moi
much Of a smile so far-just a little
giggle. but nice little giggle. The
poor little church mice are going to
surprise folks one of these days"
She wished greatly to tell her sis
tiers of this sudden turn in the tide
Of the family fortune, but that little
inner monitor, which Ginger most IN
scripturally called bunch, warned
her against this confidence, and she
buried herself and Der seething emo
lions as well as she could In plans
for the following day.
Continued next week.