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seized and. carted away to satisfy a
debt and most of the rqoms were
bare and cheerless looking.
Before night the industrious Netta
had Uncle Jared so comfortable and
well fed that he began to cheer up
"You are going to get well very
fast," she declared the next morn
ing. "Now I am going to clean
It was when she had removed all
the rubbish that littered the place,
swept it into one room and the rest of
the house dusted and put in order,
that she told Uncle Jared that he
must look over the massof papers
and sort out what was of value.
"You'll flnd nothing amounting to
anything," he observed. "They've
taken all the books, old coins and pic
tures that would sell. I'll go over
the mess, though, to please you," but
he soon ggj tired of sorting out the
..Then Netta took a hand. She
came to the old man somewhat later
with a legal looking document.
"Uncle Jared," she said, "I found
this amongst the rubbish. It is a
deed, it seems. It tells about some
land that you bought."
"Well! Well!" exclaimed the old
man, as he glanced at the document,
"I had actually forgotten all about it.
I remember now, I bought the land,
some forty acres, from a friend who
paid a large price for it thinking it
was oil .land. He spent a fortune
sinking wells but never found any
oil. I took it off his hands to help
A few days later Netta came to
"I've been thinking about that
land, Uncle Jared,"- she. said. "It is
right over the state line. It must
have some value. Why, it would
make a .nice little farm. You say
there is a house on it. Why couldn't
-we make a living there?"
"We?" repeated the old man. 'iYou-,
don't mean to say you'd bury your
self in that desolate spot?"
"Uncle Jared," replied Netta, "I am
going to help take care of you just as
long as you will let me."
Ib was just a month later when
Mr. Bliss and Netta found themselves
located in their new home. It was
in the midst of an oil producing dis
trict and the landscape was not very
The enterprising Netta found, how
ever, that they could raise enough on
the land to live comfortably and the
outdoor life was just the thing for the
old man. And then there came a new
element into the lonely life of the
loyal girl love.
As handsome and manly a young
fellow as one would meet in a day's
journey came upon the scene. He
was superintendent of one of the re
fineries. He met Netta in the little
village near by and it was a case of
real love at first sight.
Ned Burton was a cheery, helpful
sort of a fellow. Saturdays he would
come to the little farm 'and help Netta
and heruncle in alL kinds of work.
There was no well and they had to
get their drinking water brought in
barrels from a spring two miles away.
To remedy this, one eventful Satur
day Ned arrived with a boring outfit
to tap the ground for water. They
had gone down about forty feet and
were still boring, when "the; man at
the drill ran back, overcome by an
explosion and then a spray that
showered up high into the air.
"It's oil!" he yelled to Ned. "Say,
we've struck it rich!"
"A gusher!" shouted his excited
"Why, what does he mean?" fal
tered the surprised Netta.
"From wnat I know of oil wells,"
replied Ned enthusiastically, "I
should say that Mr. Bliss has ac
cidentally come into a big fortune."
They were sure of that when word
that a new big strike had been made
brought experts and speculators
flocking to the scene.
Before the week was out an oper
ative company in he field made Mr,.