Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1889-11-29
BLUEBERRIES.

Rock watchingn forest fire on the side OF
old Shaunagunk. Dc6bc was CRYING.
SFea, tree she had been very fond OF
had burst into red biazc. changed to mink
ashes. aid dropped ont Of Sight as We
.azr,l.
al cannot bear to see it," she said. hid
ing Ecr fa"c on my shoulder.
No matter, Dcbbic.n said. ..Thcrc'U
h' plenty of hlucbcrrics next summer.
You Know there always are the wear after
l;cSe fires, and I'm us famous for catin,.
i''npbrrry pie ms You are for making it,
I;Ii Dehbic would moi laugh
There arc always hucbcrrics enough. =
She said. "l'm lorc'l that ircc--;hc
trc" We sat under when"
When asked you 10 lc my wife. .
said !. "And You said yes, otherwise I
should not have made that remark about
hluchcrry pics
l'ul liked The tree. too. for all that
hcbhic took thing, of that sort very
l"'i. She could not bear 10 see The
flowers fade in autumn. or the yr,,s
crow brown. She often said tlml She be-
lic'r'i 'he green things growing had
souls.
.>h' had been jus! like that ever since
Sii" was l:ahy, whcn She prttcd every
thin in the place. The calves, the
la'nhS. 'he Lizzie pi-;ictS. even tho old
black hog in h. siy came in for share
Il! h"; favor, though III was tn. most un
i''"h:t creature alive. And remember
'ia' "ac Thanksgiving DAY turkey
lha. "iaced the feast had been her ,nccial
Ia'oriic-- She abscntcd herself from
tah'c. 'nd was found, after lon. search
hn' mnc', alarm. hiding in the garnet.
cant iprcii hiw. mother, she con
i"s>HJ. Il can't, We have been too
lricadly." WV
''-ta oAi child" HE farmers wives
d'riar'i. ami thanked Heaven their own
ii;d moro plain common scnsc and les,
imagination. liu; even lhrn. to my fam
cN bcobIc noHnc was he sweetest, prct
Hest creature alive. y slender. blue
\'G. idif-iairc'l wi~p III u child. rs LIGHT
al her feet a, any bird. She kncw all
the birds in the wood, il seemed 10 me.
md whe.c they rc>i"d, anI never dared
touch one. liad u hoy'S natural brutal
ny, o! course, but for Drbbics sake
Ncnt II undcr. until it died natural
death with manhood for we livc,l in ilia.
l'eaian: place among the m",ln!aiuS-
Debbic and until She WA, eighteen.
and | orc-anh-iwcrty.
Our parents were fmrntls, and WA, an
only child, while Dchbic'. little brothers
there wer' two or three of them, | be
lievc--lmd passed away when they were
babies. Our liking for each other pleased
nm mothers, art, when ore day hc.an
to know that did NOT lnvc Dehbic as a
SISTER, was sure That no one would dis
approve; and up there under The tree We
had just seen drop. we kissed each other
l"r tho first time as lovers kiss, and said
those things 20 each other which onl,
lovers say.
And 50 had come To ,hinkiny OF her
as my future vic, and talking about her
making buelcrry pie for me.
But long before the llucherric> spran,:
up over the ashes OF the dead pines every
thing had changed
Dcbbic's father MAS a hol lrmncrcd
man, and mine mn obstinate one They
got along wonderfully with c,ch other
Tor many years, and il seemed 20 be one
of those especial bits Of spite which Fate
dorcs out to lovers that they should have
their first serious falling out directly Deb
bic and were engaged.
What was ii about. You ask! OF all
men on earth, farmers quarrel about thc
smallest thing. The ill-feelimg began
about bit Of meadow land. worth next
to nothing, was continued by DIR old
pear tree, which projected lis roots into
MIR. Doane's cellar, and finished by ono
of Doanc's COWS, WHO trod down our
corn; and one day the two elderly men
faced each other, their faces crimson.
their eyes blazing, blotting out the fricnd-
ship fer years by their mutual ialntS and
reproaches, until, At last, Doanc strurl;
my father, and my father Knocked him
down. He fell with his head agains, :
Int ri wood, and cut il, and the blood
flowed all over his face and neck. Til,
women screamed; Doanc l;iy at lcng,l
upon the grass, CORY spectacle. Mir
Doanc called one farm hand To help hi
master III. another To run for the doctor
and the general impression that murder
had been committed was conveyed. L
was matter for bit of court .plrstor
after all; but Il lifelong friendship va
"'Ni iotcNcr. ilt IL was cDnccICI ni
both sides that Dcbbic and must breal
with each other.
Up on the mountain, where the blue
berries We're to DC next summer, We me
for the last time. The ashes of the ire,
we had first kissed under were nil blow,
AWAY, and only IL grim, black stump re
manned to tell where il once stood. del,
be was very pale, but very firm.
1T would be M insult TO father if
should marry the son Of Il man who trie,
TO kill him." she said; ''and Mr.. Ashto
did try, Ebcn.n
MY father only resented blow. Il
any man ought" said.
"l'ut how furiously," said Dcbbio
"how brutally."
And then we quarrcled, until at las
we parted, going by different ways dow
the mountain, angry with each other, a
we had never thought to be.
The quarrel between the two familie
changed everything. My father shortl
"a