Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, April 7, 1914, Page 9

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EVENING TELEGRAM, LAK [ OO NXXNXXXRX X XXX XXX X WAS THE OLD STORY By HAROLD CARTER. “William,” sald the farmer's wife gently, coming up to where he sat and placing her arm round his neck, “what are you going to do about Bessie and her little girl?” The old man looked up angrily. “Do?” he repeated in a dull, mechan- ical way, “What do you suppose 1 am | going to do? Nothing.” “But we can't let her starve, dear.” “She would have let me starve,” an- swered Willilam Ives, staring into the fire. “If there hadn't been minerals on that plece of land 1 owned and ! sold, Mary, where would we be now? In the poorhouse. I gave my best {years to her and now—no, let her | earn her own living.” “But the board won't appoint a mar- ried woman as a teacher when she | has a child, even if her husband is dead, Willlam,” said the anxious mother. “Won't you help her?” “No,” said her husband finally. Everyone in Locust knew the story. | Commonplace enough, it was yet es- | sentially one that finds 1its yearly equivalent in a thousand homes. Wil- liam Ives and his wife had scraped for years, impoverishing their scanty resources, to put their child through ! When she had secured an appointment as teacher she was to repay them by helping support them. Five years had passed since Bessie's | graduation, and for a few months she had contributed to the family income. Then—she had given up her position to marry a poor writer. John Turner was consumptive when she married him, and soon the dis- ease had him in its full grasp. He took his wife and baby west and died | there. Bessie had come back to Lo- ! cust to secure a position as teacher. But the new board had passed strin- gent rules, born out of the over-supply | of teachers, and under these Bessie | was unequivocally debarred. She had not gone home; she was staying with an old-time friend who had taken pity on her and the little girl and given them temporary shelter. “It isn't as if I had wanted to send | her to college,” muttered the old man. “I ain’t hard. I meant to treat the girl well, and when she pleaded “Oo! You Speak Like a Big Bear, | Grampa.” and pleaded I couldn't resist her. But | what gratitude did she show me?’ | “Dear, it was to be expected,” sald | his wife. “Every girl thinks of mar- | rlage, college or no college.” “Let her starve,” answered the farmer shortly. But he slept little that night and sighed next morning as he went out to his fields. The mother had seen the daughter. | She had visited her without telling | her husband. William Ives labored | hard under his grievance. He wnsj difficuit to turn. The mother's heart | was bleeding, but she could do noth- ' ing ! “If only he could see little Minnie he might feel differently,” she mused, | kissing the child. “Where do ‘oo live, gramma?’ in- quired Minnie, clutching at the old | woman's skirts. “In the big white house over yon- der,” answered the old woman sadly. “Then bymeby me an’' mamma come to see you,” said little Minnie gravely, and the farmer's wife turned her face away. Days passed. renew the band. All the village was talking about the situation; most blamed the father, but a few thought he was act- ing rightly. This was the conserva- tive element, the older folks who were still unreconciled to the higher educa- tion of women. | She had not dared It was about a week after her con- | versation with her husband that Mary i Ives heard him calling angrily from the front porch, on which he sat after his supper, to smoke and read. She hurried out of the house, to sce the old man glaring at the child. “Oo! You speak just like bear, grampa,” lisped Minnie “Take her away!” exasperation. “You can’t fool me by any such trick as that, Mary.” “What do you mean?” faltered his wife. “You know what I mean. You hatched this scheme with that girl that used to be mine. Thought you would soften the old man’s heart by a big | back the flood of | be angry with her, poor little mite.” | arms and kissing her | 8o they took some props down and set | prop, and down fell a large stone al- discussion with her hus- | shouted Ives in ELAND, FLA, APRIL 7, 1914..... patching up a clumsy, worn-out trick like that, didn't you?’ he sneered. ‘Well, I tell you it won't work—see?” “00-00-c0!" mocked the child. “Speak like a bear again, grampa!” She stood in front of him, gazing up into his face with childish rapture. Evidently she mistook the old farm- er's angry tones for playful growls, and was mightily amused thereby. “Come here!” said the old man, looking at her ferociously. “Who told you to come here to me?” “Me told me,” said little Minnie. “Gramma said 'oo live in the big white house. Me come.” The man smiled bitterly. “So your grandmother put you up to this trick, did she?” he asked. “Do you know who I am?” “’Es. 'Oo grampa,” said the child, | nestling confidently against his knee. William Ives was bewildered. In spite of his hardness and of his reso- lution a new tenderness was creeping into his heart. The little creature was singularly like his daughter, as she had been at that age. He could picture Bessie perfectly in his mind's eye when she was four. He used to sit out there on the same porch, smok- ing his pipe and listening to her child- fsh prattle; but how different had been his thoughts then! How high his hopes had been! Bessie was his first-born; there had been a boy, but he had died and all his pride had cen- tered in the girl after his son’s death. “What are you going to be when you grow up?” the old man asked the child. He spoke in a mechanical way, hardly knowing what he said, because he was fighting hard to keep tenderness that brimmed over within him. “Me go to college,” lisped Minnie, “Me go to mamma's college!” William Ives let his pipe fall from his hand and his eyes became sudden- ly dim. So it was the old story all over again, and the younger genera- tion was dreaming the same dreams and hoping the same hopes when his old life was broken. “William!" said his wife appealing- ly. “Send her home, then, but don't “You hear that?" asked the old man of the child. “You go home now and —and tell your mother supper's wait- ing for her. Do you understand, my dear?” he continued, taking her in his in a shame faced manner. The child toddled away happily. But the old man sat very silently upon the porch, “I guess I've been wrong, mother,” he said at length, huskily. “We've had our day and we musn't expect the | younger people to think about us. 1 guess—I guess we can afford another college course, whether we live to see ! i it through or not—eh, mother?” (Copyright, 1914, by W, G. Chapman,) OWE THEIR RICHES TO LUCK Stories of Fortunate Miners Who Have Gathered Wealth From Supposed- ly Worthless Claims. It is strange how often the miner makes a fortune out of an abandoned or almost abandoned claim. There was such a case at Waarn Yarra, in Australia, in May, 1903. Two Kingston miners bought an old claim for a song, and found it in such bad condition that it needed timbering all through. One wanted to give it up, but the other suggested that they might try their luck for a day or two. to work. The first man stuck his pick into the clay roof to make a hole for a most on his head. But it was not a stone. It was a nugget of pure gold weighing 118 ounces. | The richest copper mine in the world is the United Verde, in Arizona. It was originally found by a couple of ranchers, who sold it for $10,000 to two men named Murray and Trimble. They worked it and found little cop- per, and were absolutely at the end of their resources when they struck a pocket, not of copper, but silver ore, which netted them a sum of $80,000. They came to an end of the silver and wbandoued the mine as worthless. Anothier man came down from Mon- tana and bought the old claim for a few hundreds. He struck the real vein of copper, and within ten years it made him one of the richest men in the world. In a single twelvemonth he took out copper valued at $12, 000,000. i Thig calls to mind the even more :{amouu Mt. Morgan gold mine. The first owner of the land was Donald | Gordon, who grazed his flocks above untold and unknown riches, and sold | the land for $6 an acre to two broth- ers named Morgan. 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