Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1878-03-01
lCar iInnnd from hr,t pars.l

rings of hair From where he stood he
could see the breath come and go IN thu
slow motion of her throat and full bosom
She moved suddenly. and the hanC
chapped and worn by hard work, almos
touched his own.
He caught IL passionately, leaning ovel
her shoulder
There is no reason why we should no
be happy together. And We will be, 81
help me God! You shall come to me-
Bessy"
She started to her feet scared
40 you What do you mean ."
Il mean that you shall marry me this
week. I'll force things to come right.
Fm tired OF seeing you starve while you
trust in the Lord and | work for the souls
of the miners. Ii is my duty to care for
you. The miners must find some other
apostle"
He tore off the shabby glove, held the
thin hand to his lips, his breast, Eliza
beth watched him, half frightened.
Marry you9 Then you-F
"Love you Elizabeth Oh, surely you
saw that long agoi
Ill hoped So" The shy little Fl yure.
warned, bent toward him. He laughed
triumphantly.
There never was anybody so down
right Hoped sop He drew her to his
breast, but she stood suddenly back.
lone minute rave no breath ~
They stood silent. The snow beat
sharply on the windows; in the steeple
overhead they could see the flutter oil the
pigeons.
II see how it is" she said at last. IL
am temptation of the devil to you. You
shall not give up your work for me"
at 10 my first work TO take care of the
woman that | love. | can have no bet
ter"
"You said nothing of your love for me
until you were driven to 1t by dreadful pity.
You offered yourself in place OF the aims
house."
You talk absurdly. Like a woman
angrily. "Eizabeth-"
mo, don't touch me ! I'll not hear a
word. You shall go on your way and |
shall go mine, and God will take care OF
US"
81 will marry you this week"
He wrenched her hand and left her.
The sexton. coming up to stir the fires,
saw Miss Corbilt alone in the gallery, and
the minister going out OF the door into the
driving storm. He plowed down through
the snow, his soul raging within him.
Was he to leave this girl to starve ? Was
he to throw up his work Or what did
it matterP Was there any one above
that dead gray sky who cared what he
didp In old times men fought Tor their
love, or were burned at the stake for
God. Easy enough to do that. But to
have soul and lite barred in by lack of
money of dollars and cents A liquor
bill was to drive him and this girl this
way and that on the road to death and
hell. He did not believe God had any
thing to do with the matter. How could
be have any connection with these nag
ging difficulties which drove him mad, -
the price OF board, or the size OF his own
wretched salaryP
Down in the basement, too, money
matters were discussed, in solem mn whis
pers, out OF deierence to the day,--God
having, OF course, nothing 10 do with
these affairs. He belonged to the
Doctors sermon. to the faith once delv.
cred to the saints.
The stranger had shared Mrs. Macin-
tyres pie and cake.
'Mr. Watterson, my dear" the judge
had said, presenting him. Likely to be
apeighbor. Thinks of moving to Lime
burgh and of-of purchasing the Corbitt
property
"AhP We shall be glad to have neigh
bors there whom we can visit" replied
Mrs. Judge. bowling loitilv, and cutting
the pie. The Corbitts aIe---weil, unIe-
fined"
"Oid man regular hummer" munched
Mr.. Watterson, with his pie. Every
body IN our county knows old Corbtt.
Hung around the tavern for Years. 1t
was from Stiles, the tavern-keeper,
bought my claim on this property. in
fact
Mrs. Macintyre shortly afterwards
whispered TO Susie, and in five minutes
all the women knew that the Corbilts had
sold their house for "A good round sum.
Bessy bad been one OF their kin, in her
waterproof and patched shoes, but all
her faults came to view in the light OF her
new prosperity.
why, thought they were in actnal
need ' cried Miss briggs. Il gave the
lady cap last week, aud meant to
throw many a job in Bessy's way"
''Oh. that girl has other notions in her
head than sewing" said Mrs. Macintyre
"She actually has detained young Knapp
all this time up stairs tor Irritation.
Upon the Sabbath day Ia the very chruch
lott Her manner is grossly forward
considering 1r social position"
Now old Corbitt," said Watterson
confidently to the Judge, 'come originally
FROM our township. Hezn't been seen tor
three years. The old CDrbitt property
was considerable. There wur one patch
about seven acres OF it, stood in his name
until about that time, three years ago. Ii
was said as he'd sold it. Know ei that's
so, judge?"
81 believe it is. He disposed of it to
party in this town. Drank the money.
He drank all he had horses, COWS.
stock"
Eyes. he had big swallow, sure. Dye
know what he got, now, for that patch Pr
with keen glance over his pipe, Tor he
had heard the judge was the purchaser
of it.
"Small SUN, sir. hill-land, not even pas
turage. Ii is most time for service" He
had no mind 10 open out his business at
fairs to Walterson, least OF all this matter
OF Corbtt's patch.
He had bought it of the old man at five
dollars the acre. After year finding
how worthless The land was n. had maj