The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1888-07-11

.tMerely to begin It will be great UNDER
taking. But we have saved more than q
hundred dollars between US, Mrs. Barker" !"
"Well, that does frst-rate for two Or
phans. And hope you've put it out safe. :"
.I-loaned little Of mine,' said Phoebe,
hesitating. "The rest ! keep by me; to
be always ready"
'sMercy! you oughtn't to keep such big
sum In the house You bear the spoons in
mind,n urged the masters wife, laughing.
ssYou amt going to keep old maids hall
with Thorney for ever"
81 hope l am. It would be almost too
much to have snug log-pile like this, and
be sheltered up among trees, and never
tormented by anybody. Thorney is good
boy, and I have only him. 1t would be
NICE" said Phoebe, locking her fingers, ''if
could be proud of him; II he were bright
and handsome, like such young men as Nj.
Gurley, and could direct sad advise me in
stead Of my having to direct and advise him.
But he can't help it, you know, and must
Just cover up his weakness as well as can
and take him for his good qualities"
''You dear child" said the masters wife.
"He's my brother" explained Phoebe,
sincerely. "And even if he appeared dis
gusting to other people, it would be base
for me to own to myself that found him so.
Other people do not know the best Of him"
"Does he favor the fathers or mothers
sides" inquired the masters wife.
81 don't know" said Phoebe.
"But your kinfolks could tell"
II don't know any Of them," responded
Phoebe, briefly, and great stamping out
side the door broke through this converse
ton.
| The @aster entered with a second and
smaller self at his heels, excepting that he
was gray and stout and his son was light
locked and chubby. he wore blue army
overcoat, and the boy one of similar cutand
color.
"Wen, here you are, Ogre" said Mrs.
Barker.
1.-THE Ogre's late tonight" he responded,
in great bass. "He had five stupid fools
to eat up. And here's Miss Phoebe" he
advanced his square paw and shook her
hand.
'Are you going to eat me for another
fool, Mr.. Barkers''
II hope not But We'll see how you have
your German. Orcutt Barker, take off your
hat sir, when you come under roof, and
speak to Miss Phoebe"
~ was waiting till you gave me chance,
sir" responded Orcutt, boldly, with the ap-
pearance Of enjoying skirmishes with his
bury Sether.
mind your tongue, sir, mind your
tongue" growled the master, rolling his
sons head between his palms. Neither Of
them could resist tousing romp, which
lasted until the elder felt sufficiently re-
Iaxed from his days toll, when he atonce
resumed his mastif-ike demeanor, and
Orcutt gravely shook hands with Phoebe and
hung up their wraps.
'Well, Miss Phsbe," said the master,
planting his feet on the hearth and gather
ing his coat-tails under his arms, ''what is
the height of a tree on the opposite side of
the river, which forms one side Of tri-
angle, the hypotenuse being"
please, no, Mr.. Barker. Try me with
the German
"What's the hYpotenuse, pa?'' inquired
Orcutt, Immediately bringing slate and
pencil.
''There is nothing in the world" said the
master, 80 beneficial and Strengthening to
the mind as that same science Of mathe-
natics."
"What's the hypotenuse, pa2" repeated
0rcutt, approximately ,twitching his fathers
trousers.
The master turned and drew long
switch of the mantel, where, from timber
and JUICY shoot 1t had dried in disuse to
orittleness, and suggestively measured the
3;ctonco hofrryoon hic oof1trofohal hand and
bis sons fat legs.
''That's the hypotenuse," threatened the
master. The son set down giggling to solve
other imaginary problems.
Supper was coming upon the table.
Mr.. Barkers basso seemed to reverberate
among the dark joists.
'.NoW, Miss Phoebe, let US have that verb
corrugated before we blunt our minds with
eating"
Phoebe therefore plunged into German
conjunction and afterwards produced her
exercise from her pocket; he examined it
frowning.
whats this! This is too ambitious. A
good student keeps his eye on the structure
If the language; he doesn't run after senti-
nent''
''It's the last part Of Schillers Diver
and is familiar enough to every body but
me-" said Phoebe. 81 did enjoy it. The
sense of much of it came to me without the
dictionary"
'sYes, I don't doubt itp' commented the
master, dissentingly snorting. LET me
hSar you pronounce now"
Fit bears one along" pleaded Phoebe,
seven the foolhardiness which took him
ander the water second time after he had
brought up the cup in safety once"
The master listened to her reading, giving
vent to gutteral corrections, while she took
her momentary stand in his book alcoVe.
The sash there was not so deeply imbedded
in logs as were the other windows, and such
late light as still struggled across the clear
ing illuminated her and her German text.
Mrs. Barker drew back her own chair from
the table and announced with housewifely
formality that supper was ready. Orcutt,
having suspended mis- ciphering to hear
Phoebe's exercise, now briskly laid aside
his slate; and the master was willing to
postpone further drill until he had filled the
plates on the table.
"Come, Miss Phoebe" said he. "Some
day, with constant practice and the chance
of conversing with intelligent Germans,
you may get fair grip Of the language"
Whats the matter, childr exclaimed
Mrs. Barker. what do you see out there"
"Oh, nothing, nothing" replied Phoebe,
coming swiftly away from the window.
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I'll h:le naEaS d