The Temple Weekly Times. (Temple, Tex.), Vol. 6, No. 5, Ed. 1 Saturday, January 8, 1887 Page: 7 of 8
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declared Aunt Melzeun
l»» agreed Uncle
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expect to live on grass
‘ cow brutes?” gram-
ok the f500 ‘Squire
y” said Undo Sim-
more’n the old place
j an’ the rest growed
'stalks an’ hocr-houn’
.ff ■ :.V v.'^;
[ of sot her on’Steve
pice,” pursued Aunt
> stirring away at, a huge
went on among the
relations, far and
JR because MoUle Hillacre,
t girl, refused to part with the
l and its twenty acres of
. which had become hers on
of Grandpa Hillacre, some
ull the d«p there was no one
hu lie’s side of the question but
ife ubney Mcllen, who occupied
: farm.
*;n‘t nobody’s fool, I kin tell
i%>.>uld say, nodding his head
•An’ if she hangs outer the old
I she’ll make it pay, one way or
,or ray name atnt Dabney Mel-
i other relatives only shook their
wbodingly, and deohured that
i! woman must have her own
Btl they washed their hands o4
r#j! '
he makes her bed, so she must
it," declared Unde Simeon,
"An* if she comes to grief she
\speet us to help her out. ”
jrse not," echoed the rest,
pi Mollle persisted in "taking
i head," in spite of their predic-
•J prognostications.
' Keve Kimble, Mollie’s affianced
- i against her. He wasadis-
ffc...i on the Mellen side.
(3;-raid we ever do here, Mollle?"
TP‘I couldn’t make a livin’
worn out ground! Taln’tflt
i* hnt black eyed peas. Why, it
rrow a bushel o’ wheat to the
K V look at the ole sheep paetur’.
n' i skeersely a blade o’ grass on it
ifcr. But if we had $500 I could
H * "re at the cross roads, an’ we’d
;.Un* rich.”
I h«ve the old place, Steve," per-
iodic. “I was bom here, you
Lth!Kbow‘0<
eksl what if
ran
itly.
was," inter-
fteve impatiently. "Well, you
your choice, Mollle. If you
p’throb place than you do
hy keep it But you can’t have
ft alL"
e,” erled Mollle, "do you mean
i," returned Steve sullenly, "I do
e’a your ring, then," said Mollle,
y/"and ‘ “
Ihralk
df angrily away,
was fresh food for the gossips,
i news of Mollie s broken engage-
soon spread abroad, and the
i wagged and heads were shaken
orously than before.
paid no heed to their fault
i your ring, men, sain ruouie,
nd good evening.”
walked proudly up (he grass
lk to the house, white Steve
; contrive some way to make a
l^ ehe told herself, “and why not
wag boarders If the place is
>00 to ’Squire Stafford, it’s worth
ch. to me. The old house has
1 enough to quarter a regiment, and
.furniture Is old fashioned, it’s
red, and I must make it do.
1 tan get grandpa’s old house-
jy Mrs. Hall, to stay and help me
[the has not made any engagement
ad now for the ways and means,
is rocky an d worn out, to be
[ but I’ll have the old stable tom
it’s ready to tumble down any-
—and take that place for my garden,
M K shed will do for the cow. lean
i vegetables enough with a little
le help, to pay for most of my gro-
and the old orchard and the berry
trimmed up a little, will bring
i a crop of fruit.”
1 having laid her plans like a skill-
,1, Mollie went to work with a
Hull’s services were soon secured,
old house put in apple pie order,
s windows were scoured, curtains
i down, washed and ironed, and pnt
Carpets were taken up,
put down again. The old
ponderous furniture was
With turpentine till you could
' in the tall bed posts and
_____ , and the mirrors and brass
ft Irons were polished till they shone
Uncle Dabney Mcllen, with his
[ hand, came and pulled down the
stable, chopped up the old logs
1, and plowed and harrowed
besides helping Mollie to
when all was ready a few judi-
lents brought Mollle the
i number of boarders.
1 were^ Mr. and Mrs. Smythe,
deriy couple, who were charmed
blgy rooms, the old fashioned
tables and choirs, the vine
and verandas and the
i country fare. There was Mrs,
, a gushing widow, who went
lover the beautiful view of
hill tops and the shadowy val-
1 by the far blue tinted horl
] there was Miss Tufton, a good
* placid faced maiden lady, who
content with everything
and
figured
the evening meal,
while affairs continued to go mrim-
y for Mollie, the croakers found
itftasc for gossip in that very fact.
"They live mighty fine, an’ set a tip-
top table,” admitted Aunt Melxena, who
hat! been spending the day at the old
homestead. “Bat I dnnno how Mollie
works it. I’m afeard she goes in debt
fat all them ntek-niut."
But Mollie was tod smart a girl to go in
debt, and if she did not lay np mnoh she
paid her way as she went.
"Miss Mollie,” said the professor, one
day, taking a seat on the porch beside
Mollie who was seraping carrots for din-
ner, "what do yon think these are?"
Mollie gave a cursory glance at the
rough looking bits held out to her. The
professor waa always exhibiting "speci-
mens ” of one kind or another.
"I should say they were rocks," re-
turned Mollie, in true western dialect.
“Exactly,” smiled the professor. "But
what kind of rocks?" *
"I don’t know,” was the answer. "I
don’t know one kind of rock from
another.”
"So I thought,” returned the professor
gravely. “If you did you would not be
keeping boarders for a living.”
Mollle looked np In surprise.
"Why?" she asked, with some curios-
ity. "What have rocks to do with my
keeping house?”
“Just this," was the answer: “This
bit of white rock here I ehipped off a ledge
In thifbld sheep pasture on the. hillside.
And to the beet ofay knowledge and be-
lief that ledge is magnesian limestone, a
superior kind of building stone which is
in great demand. This other bit is of a
different kind of rock, but quite valuable
also, and is used f or door and window
sills. It is worth forte cents a square
foot, and there is no doubt but what it
exists in abundance on your farm. But
if the other proves to be really magnes-
ias limestone, you eeuld sell out tomor
row for $10,(XX), Miss Mollie.”
"Oh, Profeseor Tollman 1 But how—
but bow should I go to work to find
out?” asked Mollie, clasping her hands,
excitedly.
"Leave it to me,” said the prorissov
kindly. “I am going to the city to-mor
row on business and I will take these
bits of rock and exhibit them to the
proper parties. Then, Miss Mollie, you
can either lease or sell your property to
good advantage.” ■■)
‘I shall not eell,” declared Mollie, "if
I can help it.”
In due time the professor returned.
The specimen he had exhibited proved
to be megnesian limestone, and two
business men accompanied him to in
spect the ledge.
Before they ’ left, Mollle wee offered a
good price for her farm, or $1,000 a year
and a certain share in the profit* of the
quarry
She accepted the latter offer, and toon
the sound of hammer and drill waa heard
hi the oace despised sheep pasture.
The news was, a nine days’ wonder
«wmg nig neighbors.
"As rocky as the Hillacre farm," had
been a byword in that locality for years,
and now to think tboae self same rocks
to be coined into money before
their very eyeftt
The astonished relatives flocked to the
old homestead to congratulate Mollie on
her geod fortune.
Stove Kimble was one of the rirg to
put In an appearance.
"You was right in boldin’ onter the
oidplace, Mollie, after all,” he declared,
radiantly. “And—and, of course you
didn’t think 1 meant to break off with
you fur good and all, Mollle?”
‘Indeed!’’ answered Mollle, with a
smile.
“Of coarse notl I only wanted to try
you, en’ see If you wouldn’t give In to
my way of thinkln’. But It’s lucky you
didn’t, after what’s happened. And—
say, Mollie, when shall the weddin* be?”
But Mollie drew herself up with a
show of spirit, as she retorted cooHy:
"I don’t know when your wedding
will be, Mr. Kimble, but mine is to be
the 1st of September. I’ve been engaged
to Professor Tallman for two months.”
And there was nothing for the dis-
appointed Steve to do but to take himself
off.
Before Mollie’s hoarders left in Sep-
tember, there was a merry wedding at
the old homestead, to which all her rela-
tives were invited, but the most honored
among the guests was Uncle Dabney
Mellen, his genial face aglow with good
natnred triumph.
“I said our Mollle wasn’t nobody’s
fool,” he asserted, proudly. "An’ I reckon
she’s proved it.”
And nobody felt disposed to dispute
the assertion.—The Household.
If a German has got a chord to [
he draws it heavy. Tbo French (
. j» in Paris and Brussels are under
the charge of the government, which J
desires to encourage music. The teaching
of music is also a national matter.” |
"Of the two schools which do you pre- ,
fer?”
“The French within its limits, because
it wears better than the German. One
can’t hear classical music forever.' Beet- I
hoven and Mendelssohn are good in their
way, but a surfeit of their compositions
tires one. It is the little touches hero
and there, the light and shade, which Is
the chief charm of the French school, and
which makes it attractive. The fancy
frills are the invention of recent years.
A German violinist requires a long how.
Thfe Germans have the soul and appre-
ciate the works of the ancient composers,
perhaps, better than the French. Beet-
ho >en’s concert is, no doubt, more lasting
than Sarasat’s Spanish dance, but which
at the timo is the more pleasing of the
two? ‘ The Spanish dance with its life
and airiness, of course. The French are
always looking out for style.—Brooklyn
Eagle Interview.
numbered a sallow faced
Characteristics of the Long Island
Former.
All things else may wax and wane,
but not the Long Island farmer. Ab
lived his forefathers, so lives he. He is
unchanged and unchangeable. “A
phlegmatic, conservative oM soul,” says
the student of human nature; "the
tightest man on the face of the earth,"
.exclaims the land speculator; “a quaint,
charming people, living after the customs
of their forefathers,” gushes the sum-
mer visitor. This latter Is true.
A sharper contrast is nowhere else
afforded between the past and present
than oh Long Island, the favorite water-
ing place of the United States, and at the
same time the home and ancient herit-
age of tha Long Island farmer. New
Yorkers are fast getting possession of
Ate island, and in proportion are trans-
forming it; but adjoining their grounds
and villas stands the old farm house,
with its weather-beaten, shingled sides;
its double doors and wooden shutters,
which are as securely closed at night as
in the days when the Indians lurked
around. The old farmer may count his
money by thousands, but he clings to the
primitive ways of his ancestors. The old
fashioned “hit and miss” carpets, with
the breadths overlapping each other, the
mahogany chest of drawers, the high
post bedstead and the ancient timepiece
still grace the rooms. Every Saturday
the brisk housewife scrubs and Bands the
floor and paints the bricks before the fire-
place. The unchanged customs in the
fanning settlements are a marvel to
visitors. A lady 60 years old was beard
frequently exclaiming: . "Why, that is
just the way my mother did itl” The
progress of the Nineteenth century is no-
where visible.—New York Commercial
Advertiser. . >
i ■■
A Popular Novelist’* Beginning.
E. P. Roe’s impulsion to novel writing
came from without. His novels are con-
ventional—hob of the kind thought to be
artistic or to indicate genius or some-
thing like It But they sell; they are read
rather than talked about. He was born
in a small town on the Hudson, and had
a leaning to theology. Hq studied it, and
became a country Clergyman. The civil
war broke out, and he went with a New
York regiment to Virginia as chaplain-
He had his spice of romance; he volun-
teered to accompany the body of raiders
under command of the chivalrous youth
Ufaie Dnhlgren, who rode into the Con-
federate lines surrounding Richmond and
lost his life by tho daring act. After the
war he returned home, lectured on the
thems, .and grr dually retired from the
church. Being in Chicago at the time
of the fire he was deeply impressed ■with
tho calamity and inspired to attempt a
novel, which ho named “Rnrriers Burned
Away. ’ ’ It was a remarkaable pecuniary
success, and decided his vocation. Ho is
a Hterary farmer—an agricultural litter-
ateur. Ho spends his timo between email
fruits and Mg stories and of tho former he
writes fondly and knowingly. Chicago’s
misfortune was Roe’s fortune. Except for
the great fire he might still have been in
the pulpit, which ho has relinquished for-
ever, having dropped his title of reverend.
Digging Phosphate Rock.
The annual hegira of Italian laborers
(0 the phosphate works around Charles
ton, S. C., has set in, and in the past few
days nearly 1,000 of them have
. through the city on their way to Dray-
ton’s Station, a suburban station, which
seems to bo the distributing point. Tbe
employment of Italians to dig phosphate
.rock was first tried several years ago
but it is only within the past year or two
that it has been done on the present ex-
tensive scale. The men who are taken
there annually for this purpose are emi
grants from Italy, the majority of whom
have not been In America long enough
to speak English. They usually go south
about the latter part of October and stay
there until April, when they return to
the north and go to work on tho railroads,
being unable, like tho negro, Ho with-
stand the malaria and fever which per-
meate tho rock fields in summer. They
receive, jtls said, &s high as sixty cents
per day for their labors in the fields.—
Chicago Times.
"Does your husband get a salary for
taking wn the collection in the church Sawovi
Deacon?"
MKiur-
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Boys Overcoats,
•' Heavy Underwear
Woolen
Woolen Buckskin
And Kid Gloves
Woolen Caps.
We have still a large line of above good
■ * 1 *
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before purchasing.
h. mmm,
Tho Oalvo3ton Clothier.
THE GALVESTON CL0THIEI
TWELFTH STREET. TEMPLE, TEXAS.
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Cox, William D. The Temple Weekly Times. (Temple, Tex.), Vol. 6, No. 5, Ed. 1 Saturday, January 8, 1887, newspaper, January 8, 1887; (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth584992/m1/7/?q=%22%22~1: accessed July 17, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu.; crediting Abilene Library Consortium.