The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1889-08-21

she'll be seven. come next August. Ye
see. high about every body had bunch
Of cattle ranging in the woods then, and
every winter they'd set the woods afro
and bHra the dry grass, SOS. come spring
the new grass I'D be good grazing. That's
where all the flowers IS gone TO. Folks
come down from up country, and every
last one on 'em says so this is The
land Of Flowers Hub, / don't see
many As Il flowers could bloom and
have 10 fight fire every year Why, ite
as much as this yer old tough wire grass
can DO 70 stand the fires
But were going 10 tell ye about my
little girls eyes, which twas al along Of
these yer same fires. Ne and :he bows
was gone to Tampa with load Of man.
DARN and Tangerine oranges nice prime
uns they was, too, leaving brother Sam
10 look af.er the Pullet and the Chicks.
The Puilet's my Old 'ooman. called her
so when ! flst commenced honeysucklin'
round her-aad she'd think I we're sick
or mad il was to say 'Missoury Ann.
Well, We hadn't been gone no time
fore neighbor Kilgore, three mile away,
sent his DO, after Sam 10 come and doc
tor him up little, beings he were taken
/ purity bad. There warn't no doctor
closter'n forty mile, and as Sam had done
good deal in that line, he couldn't very
well help from going, though he did hate
to leave the folks alone
But the Pullet's as plueky little
CONAN as ever eat seuppernongs. She
he Aminee lshe was fourseenb and sed
The was purity nigh ten and then little
sudie, the baby. Wen, sam, be didn't
come home that night, being as Jim Kill
gore were 50 bad oa. IN fact, pore ole
jim, he petered ous in the night.
Il can't Jest tell We howiit all happen
ed, but in the night the hammock clost
to the house was set afire, an when the
folks walked twas to ind the flames so
elost to the cabin they saw 'twere bound
to burn. But that warn't the worst. The
fire had ketehed in a solid ring round
the cabin, and there didn't seem to
be no way for the folks TO git out 'eepting
to walk right thro' the flames.
There warnt no time to lose, nuther,
for the open place were Citing smaller
n smaller So the Pullet, she snatched
quilts and soaked EN- and wrapped the
children in EN-, fixing all three head Of
children SOS they could run. Then she
climbed up on the ladder to see where
the flames was thinnest. Hard choic-
ing, it were, she said, but there warn't no
time for footing. So she told the two
oldest to hole the quilts over their heads,
and when they come to the FIRE to make
a break til they didn't feel the heat no
more. Then she took the baby ali wrap
ped in a quilt. She might got out all
right, for these yer piney woods amt
thick, and the grass don't git high enough
to make high blaze, but she were small,
and the baby we're heavy, and something
or other must have tripped her up, for
she fell Jest as she reached the edge. and
the quilt ceme off from the little un's
head
She thought they was safe, but afore
she could get up, blazing branch fell
from a tree over their heads, right down
across the baby's eyes. OF course, it
did't take the Pullet a second to snatch
it of-but-and-wel stranger. We know
the rest tell We, friend, when I come
home and found every thing in the
world | could call mine gone - ashes, it
were purity hard. Bot when had to be-
Iieve that my little Sadie had lost for al
ways the light Of her two bright eyes, ia
have been glad 70 see a million Of dollars
burn clean up afore my eyes, and never
lifted a finger to save it, if a have brought
back her sight But there amt no good
Of hoping for any such happening, for
the best doctor in New York reckoned
she'd never see no more.
When We got a roof over our heads
onct more, We lived ou mighty slim ra-
tions, and in two years we'd saved enough
to take me and the little girl to the big
city. But came back with my heart
heap heavier than it wis when We set
out. l must have hoped purity strong,
but / never sensed it till that doctor had
looked at her eyes-And then looked at
me.
He didn't say one word, but Jest
reached out his hand and l took it in
both of mine, and never said nothing,
too. l never wished we're CONAN bot
onct, and that were the time, for it pear
Ell 70 NE Ike ny poor ole heart d break
if didn't find leiout somehow and
what the girls call good cry ud done
me powerful sight o good. But bein's
l were a man, jest sot and held hard
onto that there kind hand till Sudie put
her little fingers up on my face, and |
had TO choke down the hurt and speak
to her. Pore little girl she warn't Old
enough to sense how much that look
were meaning to her, even if she could
have seen it. Well, I've been eyes to her
ever since, and I've seen more in the last
five year n ever saw in my whole life
time afore.
Look down in that there bay-head
over you. Its the head of a big ham
mock, and if ye don't say it's enough
sight the purtiest place ye ever sot eyes
on, then I'm plumb out O my reekonin'
There's where Sldie and me-but hyer
they come in the ox-eart now, AMI yell
see for yerself how she loves her onery
ole dad.'-C. s. Cowenhowen, in NJ
y. Ledger.
Plenty Left Over.
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