Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1885-08-02
TINE WORM WILL TURN.
Jim Thought He Knew Mary. but she Con
yineed Him That He Didn't
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We were winding down one OF the noun
tain reads Of Tennessee ip cart drawn By
Q mule. The land was barren, the cabins
no better than novels, and it were q query
how people made bare living or were coz
tent to stay. By and by we came to q turn
in the road where there was trough 10
water horses, and the cabin Of settler.
This cabin was the poorest of all, aud
nothing around it indicated
that the owner made any attempt to cult
vate the soil We reached the place just in
time to witness q tablesu. A woman,
poorly dressed, and her face bearing the
look Of one Who had seen much worry and
suffering. stood near the trough, and q
satchel filled with clothing sat on the ground
beside her Five feet away stood her hus
band, burly, tong faced mountaineer, and
he held q switch in his hand. Neither
minded Us as we drove up. and it was q full
minute before the husband said:
MARY, I'll wsllop ye"
Jim, We dasn'tl" she replied.
Mary ye can't leave me, nohow.
Jim. I'm gwine ter do it! I've starved
end suffered till IN clean gone. I'm going
home"
"Mary, If ye don't take up that satchel
and march in I'll wallop ye good and
stout"
There were two of US besides the driver.
The woman looked up and scanned our
faces, as if to Judge how far she might
count on our help, and the driver said;
"Tain't rulable for strangers to mix in,
Mary, and Jim's got knife and would kill
somebody. Better 90 in.
Never" she Kissed.
IF you don't said the husband as he
came step nearer, II II make the fur fly.
Take that"
With q swish he brought the switch down
across be shoulders and raised it again. She
stood stock still for a minute and looked
him in the eye and then walked into the
howell.
"Rsyther pesrt, but the CAD will cure
hit" grinned the husband as he drew toe
switch through the fingers
Her triumph was short lived. In sixty
seconds Mary reappesred. She had the
mountaineer heavy rifle in her hands and
as she came out she raised it on q line with
the mans heart:
81, ] want ye TO gitl'
mo"
"Sartin"
"Shoo Can't do it"
Click! click!
MARY, what we gwine ter doY'
Kill ye like a wolf in yer trscks if ye
don't walk away.
"Whar to?'
Nobody keers! Go sumwhsr-keep
goin'-don't never come back! Hurry up,
fur I'm going down on the stage"
He looked into her eyes and saw the
change. Poverty and brutality had come
to an end. Love had turned to disgust,
nd in place Of fear was such bravery as
he would rot have looked for in man on
the road. He saw shoot" in her eyes, bat
he still hesitated.
Mary, drop that rife" he whispered.
Jim, git! II you are here when I've
finished counting twenty I'll kill you as sure
as there is a Gcd in hesven!'
&c began backing away. When he had
gone twenty feet he turned and walked.
When he had gone a hundred he halted,
wheeled about, and after long look NUT
tered
"Wall, by gosh Mary, let's make up"
Keep a-gittin, jim, she replied, as she
still covered him with the rife.
In five minutes he was out Of sight up the
road. The woman placed the gun and
satchel in the cart walked into the howell to
be gone two minutes, and when she came
back to the cart and took seat with US
flames were seen creeping through ahuudred
crevices between the dry logs. Without a
word she climbed in, and only once during
The fve-mile ride did she utter word At
bend in the road she looked back at the
pyramid of smoke and fame wrought by her
bands, and said, as if to herself:
"Jim didn't know Mary, Jim didn't