The Memphis appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1886-1890, 1889-04-21

sweet. Heaps o them growed down by
the orchard wall. Kenneth an me come
TO New York an no got rich, an he left
all TO me- Yes"-aud she turned her eyes
with = ghastly cunningv"ap' KEEP It'll
KEEP IT bid from the kilbraiths. It's not
much. Oh no! only few dollars. Hush!
Yes, it's good heap. Hushl' and again
that awful expression OF avarice stirred the
iast-stiiiening mask OF death. 1--WE lived
close, Kenneth an me; an when he died
was aieard to DO known for rich, TO be
robbed or murdered, or perhaps to have
the kilbraiths come begin to me. Twenty
years ago got Chubbuck fora servant an
TO look after the rents; an he liked
TO see the money pile up too.
Hush! it's not much. It's this house
an a few more-twenty moro. Hush!
An it's bonds--a good many. The papers
are a in my bed. For twenty years
I've slcp' on EN- ct night an carried EN-
all day; an Chubhuck could never Law
hands on EN-, though he's tied-yes, he's
tried. lIushl" The flush Of sordid pas.
sion when she repeated at intervals that
hush was something flandsh to see.
"Chubbuck has been a striyin' to get th'
upper hand o me- Pve been ailin' the
winter an he wanted me to give up the
will to him. No, | left him everything,
but l wouldn't give him the will. | was
aiccrd he'd poison me. No, | always KEEP
1t whore | could burn it or tear il up in a
second. See, it's herc-hcrc. He tried
to take it when couldn't speak, but with.
ont mnrderin me he couldn't. uethinks
It's a right though, when I'm gone.
Help me-help' She plucked at her
bony neck. The doctor pulled at a string
about her throat aud drew ont a small
folded paper, creased and dirty. She
pointed TO the candle. He brought
It, Her quivering hand held the paper in
the flame, and the burning mass went
out harmlessly on the floor. "Quickl"
she whispered tho voice growing almost
lnaudible; IL want TO make new will.
Write"
The doctor sent Kilbraith TO call In the
two men who were watching outside, and
he wrote with Il pocket pen on a slip from
his memorandum book, AN my estate"
lshe dictated) ito Kenneth Esme Kill
brlith, son OF Donald kilbnith, and
nephew OF my late husband" She made
one oupreme effort secured the pen In her
shaking hand, and wrote legibly, for even
at the last the keen eyes had not failed,
'EiiLa kilhralth.' The two men wit.
messed the strange document. Tho doctor
handed II TO kilbraiih.
"Chubbuck never got IN upper hand,
after all, she muttered; then, with sort
OF convulsion that was terribly like ma
licious smile, added "Chubbucls will be
riy,n' mad" Alter long silence she
sighed out softly, "'loikc violet saws
Kenneth, pretty an sweet" And then,
Heaps o them grow down by the orchard
wall. And 80 "babb!ing o green fields"
she died.
The El,tcr dawn, creeping through the
bcgrimcd windows, found kilhriiih In
KIND Of stupor. the whole thing seemed
TO him like some wild story, not real OK
pcrlencc.
IL was still early when Kathleen Bryce
arrived quietly, alone and on foot. She
carrie | a bunch OF her Easter yiolcts. lie
spoke TO her in the hallway. She went,
with sigh, aud laid the flowers on the
dead hands. and then he TOOK her homo.
On the way she slid: "Iou are very
quiet today You don't even torment mo-. y
"lakccarc, answered kilbmith, maxi
ing her color mount with the new audarity
In his eyes, THAT don't torment you all
your life