The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1892-01-29

noWs Ano her hanOb ttomoteu Wueu bhe
changed my plate. tie burning
shame--snd If none Of you men will
talk to George about il / will"
But when George Brewster joined
them Solomon Wyse deemed il prudent
to defer the proposed talking tor for
his brow was as black a. night, and he
had no more to say to his neiRhbors
now than to bis wife at the dinner table.
This, then, was the way 10 which
they spoke Of him behind his back,
these men who labored beside him and
took their wages from his hands and
pretended to be his friends.
Aud his wife was afraid she hated
him.
To whom could he turn for COMFORT
From whom could he expect true
friendship. if she who should have been
nearest and dearest was an enemy 10
Disguise? Lost in moody reverie, he
paid little attention to his work.
And at last, at 8 o'clock 10 the after.
noonr there was sudden uproar in the
hay ZELDA trampIing Of hoofs. rush
Of terrified men, confusion Of voices,
and among ell George Brewster lying
on the ground beneath the moving ma
chine. his right arm and leg broken by
the wheels, his head cut and bleeding
with his fall.
Meanwhile Lefty. in the cream col.
ored house, had not been idle.
Tying ON q great calico apron in
place of her white one, she had quietly
washed and put away the dinner dishes
and reduced the dining room to order.
Tea was easily arranged. since it was
to consist of cold dishes, with glasses Of
milk for the men.
She threw a clean table cloth over
the whole as soon as it was finished,
and went up stairs into the spare
chamber to pack her trunk.
Yes, Lefty had made up her mind
at last. She was going away.
Life had degenerated into slavery,
unbrightened. as she fancied. nv o
ray of love.
And slavery win support one
anywhere" thought Lefty as with
trembling hands she locked and snap
ped her trunk and fastened her few
lines to George upon the lid.
At the porch door she paused for
one look around the house that might
have been so happy.
She did not intend to glance
toward the hay field.
Yet in spite of her resolution. her
eyes turned that way to single out
the tall figure that guided the rat
ting clinklng moving machine.
II wonder ii he will miss me o
little-just at first y she unused.
He can get divorce, / suppose, if
l desert him, and then he will marry
again. / hope he will be kinder to
bis next wife than he has been to
me r.
With tears that rose at the thought
Of her successor binding her eyes,
Lefty failed to see the figure that she
sought.
Il am foolish to look at him again.
| have never been more than q
house.keeper to him from the first"
she thought, stumbling blindly on
toward the gate and opening it to
find herself in the center of an ex-
cited group.
There. don't ye take on like
that |" said Solomon Wyse, who
came first and saw the tears upon
her cheeks before she could wipe
them away.
@Were you coming out to meet
us? We were in hopes you didn't
see anything Of it. It's bad acci-
dent, but George is so strong and
hearty that he will be up and around
again almost before you know it.
We've sent Ben Hill off on one of the
colts for the doctor, and if you will
only tell US where to carry him"
"Carry him?" repeated Lefty.
Solomon stepped aside. She saw
behind him litter roughly made of
hay rakes and covered with coats,
and on that litter George was lying
pale and bleeding with his eyes
closed.
"Oh, Mr.. Wyse. is he dead :" she
nsked. turniag even paler than
George.
Not a bit Of it'll Worth twelve
dozen dead men yeti Only bit of
a break in one arm aud one leg, and
little knock on the head when he