The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1891-10-21

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fore US, presume; so / Will ride on.
Good day." and he lifted his hat, when
he had mounted to his saddle, and
cantered away.
When he was gone Louise was Sorry
that she had not asked him more about
her grandfather, Tor in spite of the
heartless way in which he had treated
her parents, She had a tender spot in
her heart for the old man. She would
like to have known whether he was
well and happy, at least, and that
much the stranger might have told her.
But it was too late now, and She went
on homo and told her mother OF her lit
tie adventure and of the stranger
Harry Pearson" Mary mused. ''No
l do not know anything Of him. In fact,
7 do not remember any Pearsons among
nv acquaintances at home"
That was all Mary said, but the men
ton Of her fathers name had set her to
thinking, and all that evening she went
about with q sad, distressed air, and
more than once a long-drawn sigh
escaped her, and often she lifted her
coarse apron to her eyes to wipe away
the gathering tears.
"Oh, father, father" she walled in
spirit, chow can you be so cruel and un-
feeling as to disown your only child and
fill your house with strangers. Surely,
surely, if you knew how love you, and
how your conduct hurts me, you would
not be 80 cold and forgetful.'
Through all Of the poor woman's SUI
ferings, and after all her fathers neg
lect and cruelty, she loved him still.
He had trampled her love in the dust,
repelled and thrown her from him, lacer-
ated and bruised her heart, but she still
retained for him the love Of a daughter,
and but word or a token Of kindness
from him would have sent her flying to
his arms
Harry Pearson mused, as he rode
across the prairie, on the event OF that
evening and the discovery to which 1t
had led, and his thoughts ran like this:
There is no doubt of it-not the
least. These Greens, are old Batch
fords folks, and that girls mother IS
the one we've robbed. Robbed? That's S
putting it pretty strong, but after all
that's about what it is; were living
there on the fat Of the land at old
Blatchford's expense, while his own
daughter is living dogs life out here
in this outlandish place. It's shame,
and old Blatchford ought to be pun
ished for being such an old heather.
He's the one that's to blame, and not
us. Of course some people who strain
a point might tell Blatchford that he IS
8 fool, and refuse to accept the favors
that he ought to bestow elsewhere, but
don't seem to have as fine sense OF
Justice as that. feel sorry for these
poor devils of Greens and 7 sympathize
with them, but it would be a little too
announcement to 60 back on the old man 5
kindness and generosity and renounce
it in their favor, so guess III just give
them my sympathy in return for the
money that is rightfuily theirs, and con-
tinue to live at Blatchford's expense.
Some people might consider 1t rather
shabby in me, and for that matter guess
good many who are acquainted with
the circumstances think that way al
ready; but that is nothing in compari-
son to living in poverty. No, it may
not be exactly honest and manly to live
as do, but it's blamed nice and easy,
and that's the main point, anyhow.
but about that girl. She's pretty,
and somehow I've taken fancy to ner.
She's an innocent little soul, and as con-
f6ing as .amb. AS soon as saw her
that evening down there with that
farmer, felt an interest in her. sup
pose, though, she don't have much OF q
liking for me. noticed that, too, that
evening. If she knew me and knew
what relation exists between US, guess
she would like me a good deal less. But
I'll manage to keep that q secret; and
this business with Scraggs, too, that
must be kept under cover. It's good
thing to have tool to bear the blame
in such matters, and old Scraggs is so
used to being cursed that it don't hurt
him, and besides, he gets pay for
it, anyhow. must get up an excuse
for coming out here to Green's. l want
to get better acquainted with the girl.
And all the way back the young man
was busy trying to devise an excuse for
coming to Green's, and, sad day, Tor
Louise, he succeeded.