Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1880-08-26
THE MILL CHIMNEY.
Story of a Bricklayer.

you seemy father was setagaif
the match, Kate being only 3
laborer's daughter, while he him
self was foreman in the mills
getting good wages, and thought
a great deal of by his employers
An if it wasn't for Katie,
don't think I'd be here now tc
tell you about it, for it twas she
that saved my life, though hit
ting on a plan that never once
came into the heads of me ol
my comrades-aye, or those
you'd have thought would know
better than any Of us.
1 was not brought up tony
fathers trade, having been ta-
ken, when young, by a brother
of my mothers, a master brick
layer living in town. When my
uncle died | came home to Lis
garyen for a bit, just to see my
father, and finding that they
were at work on the new build
ings at the mills, I looked for
employment there, an got it at
once. Lisgarven mill is a flour
mill, an a pretty place it was in
those days, with the river run
ming just by the old red brick
buildings, an the big water
wheel always going round an
round. The river falls into a
la ger one a little lower down,
an the tide comes up as
far as the mill, so It's in boats
the most of the corn is brought
in an the flour carried away.
'T'isn't half so pretty a place
now; there are big whitewashed
buildings alongside of the old
brick ones, the big wheel is
stopped, an you hear the whirr
of the engines instead of the
sound Of the water, but they
make power of money there,
am gives a deal Of employlheht.
AS was saying, | got taken
on as a bricklayer. Katie's fa-
ther was working there, too, and
l used to see her bringing him
his dinner, and after bit | be-
gan to think that I'd. like to
have her bringing mine, toe.
She was as pretty girl then as
you'd see anywhere-she's good
looking to this day y4aifiI L soon
became that fond of her that I'd.
have done anything almost to
get her. She herself was viii.
ling enough; twas my father
that made the difficulty. He
was a proud man; as proud in
his way as any gentleral1s an'
he was right down mad at the.
notion of my marrying a labor
er's daughter. To be sure j
was earning good wages, an
might have married without ask
ing anyone's leave if I'd been so
minded. / didn't like to so, a.
gain the old man that had al
ways been so good to Elc. Be
side, Katie was just as proud, as
an would have nothing
to say to me unless he was sat-
isfied. | got the owner to speak
to him, but sure t'wasn' + EaTbit
of use. RlLlN no 1LlHLul ]
"ffow would you like, sir," ,"
he says to the owner, "if ] had a
to have Master Philip
take up with her, an wouldn't
that be the same thing?"I TT
/ believe the owner didn't
think it would be at all the same
thing; but my father wouldn't
hear the reason from him any
more than from me; So Katie
an l had just nothing for it but
to wait in the hope Of his comm
round, and very little hope we
had Of that same.
As we were putting up a
steam engine in the mill, we had
of course to have a big chimney,
am we got a man down from
town to build it-one. of them
chaps that builds chimneys and
nothing else, and thinks nobody
knows anything about it but
themselves. / was working a.
long with him, and indeed twas
that built the most oft. and a
right good job it was. Twas
finished by Christmas--ten years
sgo this Christmas coming on--
ali but the lightning conductor,
and that was not put up.lOwing
20 the owners wanting to make
INQUIRIES when he'd go to town
M to see for himself what
would be the best kind TO use.
rhe proprietor was a scientific
sort of a gentleman, an had
has of his own-sometimes.I
.hey'd be better than other peo-
ple's, sometimes maybe ppt so
good.
At any rate, there was a delay
about the conductor, an in thesl
meantime the senginesE were at |
work, an the big chimney was
awayYHke bEazesma Mr..
Brown, the strangesOworkman,
had gone ;SwaYy ysins eryt
condescending Iikes thathe Wasa
sure Jim For6le s(that sMassme)