The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1883-11-08
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said bic vile piieously. Twas all tb'
worse for b~in' 90 short. lonr brother
aud don't never mean 10 believe tina
Samuel meant 10 cheat 70 ont OF that ,w'
hundred dollars.
What did he mean. them" snapped ,h'
husband Geresly. his square, dogged chi'
in the air - he combed his whiskers up
ward, . fsvorits action Of his when he fell
particularly pugnscious.
Mrs. Mscklefrssh turned one OF the lonG
stockings she was darning from heel e
toe aud back again before shs answered:
"Didn't mean nothin' husband. Were
oil TELLER moitles some Of us is human,
sometimes. Thought he'd pay ye. ] er
peel. when he borryed IT, Then be could
not. that's oil.
fsuppo snythiug about couldn'ts-
know about .didn't.'" said John Mackle'
fresh dogg.Jiy. ssili oombins that per
verse beard into The air. This ! know,
he's got the two hundred dollars. and ]
hahn I, and i III never
Don't John, dear" interposed his meek
little wife.
well bein' . deacon and A."
| "Christian," suggested the wife. seeing
be skipped that hard word. FqI
II suppose | can't say ] won't forgive
him. But there Amt no commandments
between the leaves Of that ere book
about -" a'f
Twenty .fivs cents TO pay, said small
business.like voice At the door. Mrs.
Mscklefresh turned the rough, brown en-
velopc over fearfully Ia her hands. trem.
bling. ~ people do. at kilograms. ! won
der il the telegraph boys ever get used to
II.
Don't be bothering, Alice" said her
husband, pushing her aside, not ungently,
though his words were rough = usual
This is what he road when he had torn
thin outlet at the end Of the envelope:
"Your brother Samuel died this morn.
lux. lOue NJ ouce,
Tue Western Union telegraph company
Ia, good deal to answer for-but then
SO have great many other people. John
Ma,klefresh did not swoon away on the
doorstep, or throw up his hands with .
piercing cry, or any OF those things He
mechanically took out coin from his
loose change pocket, careful even in this
moment to count the pennies given in
change. shut the door. handed the dls-
patch to his wife, and walked away to the
window. 1t WAS only his heart fainted.
Death. then. had como 70 the man whom
he hal said. only moment ago, be wonld
never--no. no, not that; he didn't say that
Alice stopped him, you know. Besides
be was deacon and aChristian, Alice had
said an
But then be couldnt SorsetS luap -
what he Was going 70 say when the door
opened. The Bible don't ask that. ORA
does it, when it speaks about God ca..ing
our sins into the depth ofthe Sea y hind
his back embering them no more
against us. Forget, What was there toI
forget? He had lent his own brother two
hundred dollars. Might have given u to
him and never missed it. Uuder his re-
morsefal eye his great 6elds stretched
away-whits now With suow--white Is the
soul God had forgiven, but yellow enough
he knew Is summer came on, yellow as the
gold they would bring TO his pocket.
Those few poor, pitiful hillsides Of Samu.
el'sl Why hadn't he given to him risht
out and ssyed hard feelinss7 There was
johnny teamed Tor him) wanting p 30 tol
college ever ainoe he was out OF petticoats.
Suppose he had given il TO him. ,a
Missry--misery Of remembering unkind.
sess when II is too late. And then that
cutting letter! Had it reached him before
be died. OF IVES II only HE poor brothers
hmiIy that world read the brief, harsh
' ords? ~
lie turned TO his wife, who sat holding
the dreadful envelope. sd. yet dcuDling
whether she would be wise in speaking to
him yet, III, ,stsss
Get your things on, will yer he said
in voice that seemed hard .and dry, even
10 hiniself. "I'll be round with old Billy |
% the front door. Wrap up warm and
take soApstone Ill put in the buffalo
robes. lie mortal cold"
She va ready and waiting when he
brought Billy around. The house could
take care of itself. She locked 1t.
They had some six miles to ride. In
ths course Of Il his tongue became some
what loossd and he told in broken aud
jerky sentences into her sympathetic car
what little OF the chaotic grief and remorss
he was able 70 put into words.
my brother. after all Used to play
when we was little. Hum, hum.
man grows very tender vhsn he goes
back to the days when he Was "little."
Bought me pair Of skates once when
wanted some. Older than me-Samuel
Was always maxim me kites and whistles,
and ali sich rattletrsps Never could seem
70 get along. Big family? Yes; ought
V ha' helped him. Ain't . man li,in' who
cosld scratch anything but moss of from
then rocks be calls farm. I'll help the
don't.
II ~ long. cold ride. Mrs. Msckle-
irssh wrapped the buhsloes higher and
highss. I'll q last she vas qsite sziiu'1
eishsd ia thsir folds. and the husband
thousht on drearily alone.
Alnost there The house is ir sight.
A long. lov. unpainted affair. The Oldest
,nhsbitant could not remember when its
owner bad had money enough TO paint it.
Here at last who's. Billy. You re,
member the old hitching post, though It
is 80 long since you've ssoppai a. it.
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