"I jist got dat Greg'ry Montague to write it fur me, and dear knows what he put in it." "Who was your letter to, Aunt Matilda ?" asked Mrs.Loudon.
"I do' know his name, but he works de telegrum at Hetertown.

An' I do' min' tellin' you 'bout it, Miss Mary, ef you do' worry dem chillen.

De letter was 'bout my money in de telegrum comp'ny.

Dat was reel silber money, an' I hain't heerd nor seed nothin' of it sence." When Mrs.Loudon went home she told Harry and Kate of Aunt Matilda's troubles.
Neither of them said anything at the time, but Harry put on his hat and went up to the store, while Kate sat down to her sewing.
After a while, she said: "I think, mother, it's pretty hard in Aunt Matilda, after all we've done for her, to think of nothing but the ten cents she put into the stock of the company." "It is perfectly natural," said Mrs.Loudon.

"That ten cents was her own private property, and no matter how small a private property may be, it is of greater interest to the owner than any other property in the world.