The devil and the Tom walker.

Few years ago and miles form Boston in Massachusetts there is a deep inlet winding serval miles into the Interior of the county from charles bay and terminating in a thickly wooded swamp or morass.the inlet allowed a facility to bring the money in a boat secretly and at night to the very foot of the hill;the elevation of the place permitted a good look-out to be kept that no one was at hand;while the remarkable tree formed good landmarks by which the place might easily be found again. About the year 1727 just ack to the time that earthquakes were prevalent in new England and shook many tall sinners down upon there knees there lived near this place a meager miserly fellow of the name Tom walkers.he had a wife as miserly fellow as himself they were so miserly that they even conspired to cheat each other.they both lived in a forlorn -looking house that stood along and had an air of starvation.a few straggling Savin trees emblems of sterility grew near it; no smoke ever curled from it's chimney ; no traveler stopped at it's door.