Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1866-11-08

ingly on bis wife as she entered the barn.
yard Its later than usual, Hannah! The
COWS ought to a.been turned inter the 10,
before now; for it's the dew on the grass
that makes the richest cream. Where's the
hands, Abed yetP And the boys, too P
That Tom has been hufy enough ever since
the talk yesterday, because I wouldn't lei
him have his own way about that gambling
board, and he's goin' to keep it up by lay
in abed this mornin' but I'll put him into
the harness to day. After he's sweat
spell down in the medder lot I guess he
won't fell like playin' them perdition games
of his'n. Gee Bright, over there! flourish
ing bis long arm at the nigh OK which
caused that ANIMAL to wheel suddenly g.
gainst the black COW, to the imminent dan.
ger of upsetting the milking-stool which
Mrs. Morris had just placed beside her.
wall, David, where's Tom L? Gettin' to be
a fine gentleman before his father, layin'
abed late of mornin's?' called out the dea
con, sarcastically, as bis younger son ap'
preached from the house, buttoning bis
shirt collar sleepily as he came along.
Tom, sir? asked the lad. Amt be
out here2 I didn't know but that he'd been
up this ever 30 long
But he amt! Nobody's come out Of the
house before me, for the door wasn't unfast.
ened. Amt he up stairs yeti?
mo, sir! replied David, sudden light
flashing across his brain, remembering bis
conversation of yesterday.
where is he, then2' ..
That's more'n 1 can tell, sir 7 answered
David, resolved not to betray his brother to
his father.
Deacon Morris left the barnyard and star.
ted off for the house.
As soon as be was beyond hearing, the
lad walked up beside his mother, and said,
i shouldn't wonder if Tom had taken faith
er at his word, and gone, mother!
'Gone ! Tom gone' echoed the woman,
pausing in her milking, and turning white,
startled face upon ber son.
sYes, mother But don't look so scairt 7
be replied, sYou know what was said by
'em both yesterday, and Iguess Toms made
good his threat not to stand fathers treat.
ment any longer thought he really meant
so then, when he said it,
But, Oh, I've heard him say it so many
times before; and you don't really think hes
gone You don't knoao it, Davie p asked
the poor mother, imploringly, rising from
her milking stool and laying her hand on
his arm.
eyes, mother, I do know that he meant
to leave - he told me so yesterday in the
barn, after he went out, answered David.
Il can't tell lie to you. But I didn't think
he meant to 60 so soon - to leave last night,
while We were asleep. He must have got
out of the shed window, if the door was
fastened when father came down.
% Davie! Davie I wish you'd told
me = said the mother, reproachfully. sWhy
didn't you tell me7 I'd have talked with
him, and coaxed him to stay. Tom was al.
ways a good boy, and would do anything /
asked him to-
Il tell you, mother, 1 didn't dream he
meant to 60 so soon p replied the lad, quite
touched by her distress, and vague feel.
ing of remorse coming over him now his
elder brother was really gone. But don't
feel 80 bad about it, motherv 7 be said, stout
ly. Il know Tom. He's smart as steel.
trap and 'twon't be long before We shall
hear from him - that he's got something
to do somewhere, so he can make his way.
He'll let you know, mean. He'll write
to US, mother
While David was talking, be did not see
his father returning from the house with
great, and angry strides, ndpause moment
behind him in the barnyard and overhear
his last sentence.
sHah you helped him of, did you p
You told him to steal his clothes - the
best Sunday suit bought him - and clear
out, did you p he cried, passionately, taking
hold of David's collar, swinging him round,
facing him.
Don't Isaac Morrisp pleaded the poor
trembling woman. Don't hurt Davie =
lie isn't to blame But is Tom really
gomez she asked, with look on her face
which betrayed that she expected, yet
dreaded the answer.
sGone of course he has - the young
rascal Stolen his clothes. too! Not rag
worth wearing has he left in the press. l
thought so the moment Dave come out with.
out him. He's been in a regular, sullen,
slow fire, all along these last six months,
ever since forbid his goin' to the singin'-
school in the village; and that gambling
dice. board, yesterday, fixed his flint for him.
Bu. let him 90. He's made his bed, now
let him lay on it He never shall darkeu
my doors again, let what will happen !; and
if he comes back, I'll turn him away as 1
would dog. And forbid you from speak
in about him amongst you! Let his name
be anathema and mar
Isaac Morris, don'tcurse your own son :
said his pale wife, with more courage and
dignity in her tone than it had held for
many a year. It amt Christian - and
you know you profess to follow the Bible.
The deacon stopped moment, and red
fash came over the swart face, pale with
anger before; then be said, contemptuos-
ly:-