The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1889-02-28

would have told me; but i can under
stand that you wished to save me from
unhappiness as long as possible. But
surely it cannot Be true that he threatens
sto foreclose on father. Whats bad man
must bel Is it from revenge, because
sITefused to marry himl7' p
Is, e g answered her mother; .tspite,
and Smebbel lmore'n than that Thinks,
like enough you'll take i'm now to save.
the farm. s'sSss; &C
sss.t l,ordin' to Jabez, Reed" !" said Mr.
sPettgrew, your fathers q liar an hyin'
tto be- 8 thief. :, .ss.
But, father, Sam says you should re-
ssist It. He says your word is better than
Mr.. Reeds oath. ;,
Sam can do q good deal o. talkn'," ;"
remarked Mr.. Petigrew, shut twon't
! amount to nothin' :. Mebbe he's got three
Thousand dollars Ia: lend me.
.sHe hasn't, Of course, y replied Myrtle.
81 know how gladly zhe would lend it il,
he could. = zs
Val, long he amt got it I don't see
rs; he can: do better n 80 stop pesterin' on
sye an,letye marry. Squire Reed an, done
with It. -
1; Shame, Cyril, 2 cried Mrs. Pettgrew..
Myrtle smiled. Never mind, mother;;:
/ poor father does not mean it. AS for
Sme twill not believe, till hear it from.
shis own lips that Mr.; Reed can be SO un-.
Sc {
.s Pears; likely You won't hev' to wait
s long fore you do. That's him now,
shitchin, his horse by. the front gate, or
I'm greatly naistook K. Mebbe he's thought.
better ont and come to bring the satis
I faction piece, 'cordin' as he promised. "
e Mebbe them apple trees II blow out
bout as likely grumbled
Cyril
sound OF stamping and scraping on
the front piazza, and a loup rap on the.
door, announced the arrival Of d visitor.
Myrtle opened the door and admitted a
man off about go years, $of ordinary
height and size, with a ruddy; complex
sion, coarse iron gray hair and small,
! light blue eyes. His: !; lips were fabby
sand Sshapeless.s His chin was streaked
with tobacco juice. -
GoodS day, Reed, said Myrtle;.
tive were Just ia liking about you. Twas;
telling mother that unless you told me
go, would not believe you would be
EcrueI and unjust. =
e. Reed snook Myrtle's hand as
though iitEWere q pump: handle, and
swinkad knowingly at her. ;'ss.;.
$50 course, O course, 2 he answered.
How isSthe old man, any way; pretty
sspry, hey S.
s Cyril gave Saa grunt; but neither an
gswered nor looked at the man. Mrs:
SPet6igr rew said stiff 6 Have achair, Mr.
Reed. s5ss !.
sslNa1l, dunno, 2 ., turning to- Myrtlas
&c lot q fire eins the front room2 come
stto see you .n,s .sss;
lyo, sir, z she replied; .sbut 7 do not
$objectto the presence Of my parents, Z
all mebbe not, but ( told yer
wish particularly, inter-
srupted Myrtle; sis to have this affair set
fright. II you have not brought another
receipt to- father, when will you send
Sones', ss5.
Easy q now, , asy-Hd Ike to Ehev' "a
talksal by ourselves. Come over and
set on. the lounge 2 8 S. s:
He seated himself; and Myrtle stood
s;near. Set down an be confurble-No
Wal, s'cuse my setttiin Pm: tired.
no, course you an me understands one
another. Their amt no use o, maxim a
row, but yer pa didn't pay men money
tibet day. Can't see what the. DEVIL got
Into the old fe1ler. Amt acted queer
lately, has he19'' S.
Myrtle did not reply to Mr.. Reed, but
turning her father, who was still
seated, said: iszs (.
ather, NE. Reed aays you did not
pay him sanyS money. Where, then, Is
the money which I counted, in bills, and
placed "a your wallet just as you were
home for his houses,,'
Petdgrew: sprang to his feet:
sssJabes Reed, 9 be cried, dare you look
me ii the face and say thatt??'
1yow,s now, Myrtle; what did you
::sSyant to rile.im up fort, asked MI. Reed.
g lever mind, Mr.. Petit grew, yrtle an
Hsettle this 'ere. trouble Mebbe you
dropped the money in the road, goin,.
y along, or likely you come across some
sharper an he fooled ye out ont. Don't
! blame You none fur not wantin' to tell
on,tt:s 81 pose you old folks goes out in the
back room an let me an, Myrtle spark.
Wen come to terms, hey, Myrtle;;' with
another wink. q x.
Reed, = exclaimed Myrtle, eemy;
father paid you the three thousand dol
liars. We know he did, and so do you.
Since you are 30 wicked as to deny it
you can have no heart to which I can ap-
peal Overcome with grief and repug-
nance she felt on the point Of bursting
into tears. She left the room hastily,
,notwaiting to see what effect her words
had produced.
Mr.. Reed scowled fiercely and grew red;
the face lofty, toity; wicked, hey"
he snarled. stwall, guess I'll be goin' p.
5ss:ssYEiis go" cried Mrs. Pettigrew, st.an'
the quicker the better. Mebbe you'll
cheat us out q the: farm, but r shouldn't;
think allthe money ye could steal 'ud be
much comfort to ye,; KNOWN thet all
hands, young an. Old, hates ye like spisin.
You was the meanests boy in school !
amt forgot yer dirty tricks, an'sens ye.