The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1893-03-22
going to ask you to teach me every

thing You wish-to be all that you de-
mand-which would be far better. You
have said we were good friends: want
you to let me hope to be more. want
you to overlook my deficiencies and the
difference of my race and let me meet
you on the only level where | can claim
TO be the equal of your own
peopleAthat Of loving you. Give me
only the same chance you gave the
other poor fellow who sleeps yonder,-
the same chance you gave the luckier
man, who carried the wreath for you to
put upon his grave" i
Sally had listened to Courtland's dec
laration with prettily knitted brows,
the faintest air of color and hall
laughing, half superior disappro baton.
When he had finished, she uttered
plaintive little sigh. "Yo' oughtn't to
have said that, connie, but yo' and me
are too good friends to let even that
stand between us. And to prove it to
yo, I'm going, to, forget 1t right away
and so are yo'." al
"But cannot,' he said, quickly, I'll
I could should be unworthy OF even
your friendship. II you must reject It,
do not make me feel the shame OF
thinking you believe me capable OF
wanton trifing. know that this
avowal is abrupt to You, but 1t is not
to me. You have known me only for
three months, but these three months
have been to me the realization Of three
years dreaming" AS she remained
looking mt him with bright curious
eyes, but still shaking her fair head dis
tressedly, he moved nearer and caught
her hand in the little pale lilac thread
glove that was nevertheless too wide
for her small fingers, and said, appeal
ingly: But why should you forget it,
Why must it be forbidden topicf
What is the barrier? Are you no longer
free? Speak, Miss Dows-giye me some
hope. Miss Dows-Sally!"
She had drawn herself away, dis
tressed, protesting; her fair head turned
aside, until with slight twist and mar
rowing of her hand she succeeded In
slipping it from the glove which she
left a prisoner in hiss eager clasp
"Therel Yo' can keep the glove
co'nnle," she said breathing quickly
"Sit down! This is not the place moi
the weather for huslIng frolicsl Wei
-yo' want to know 'chy yo' mustn''
speak to me in that way. Be still-ant
I'll tell yo."
, She smoothed down the folds of he
frock, sitting sideways on the bank
one little foot touching the road "Yo
mustn't speak that way TO me- sh,
went on slowly, because it's as mucl
as yo' company's wo'th, as much as on
property's wo'th, as much maybe as yo
life's wo'thl Don't lift yo' comb
co'nnle-if yo' don't care of that, other
may. Sit still, l tell vol Well, yc
come here from the moth TO run thi
property for money-that's square an
fair business. That any fool here ca
understand. It's no'th'n style. 1t don
interfere with these fools family a.
fairs. 1t don't bring into their bloc
any no'th'n taint. 1t don't divide thei
clannishness. II don't separate fathe
and son, sister and brother; and eve
II yo' got a foothold here and settle
down they know they can always ou
vote yo' five TO onel But let these SAN
fools know that yo're courtin' so'th'
girl known to be union during II
woh; that girl who has laughed &
their foolishness; let them even thin
that he wants that girl to mix up tf
. family and the race and the propert
for him, and there amt a young or ol
!. fool that believes in so'th'n isolation {
! the price, Of soth'n salvation this
wouldn't rise against vol There ism
one that wouldn't make shipwreck {
: yo'r syndicate and yo'r capital and IL
= prosperity Of Redlands for the ne'
: four years 10 come and think the
were doing right. They began to su
= pect yo' from the irst. They suspecte
= yo' when yo' never went anywher
but stuck close TO the farm and M
That's why wanted yo' to show you
self among the girls. They wouldn
!, have minded yo' flirting with them wit
y the chance of yo' breaking yo' heal
10 over 'Tave Reed or Lympy Morri
y They're fools enough TO believe that
\ snub or a jilt from so'th'n girl woul
pay them back for a lost battle or
ruined plantation.
! For the first time Miss Sally sa'
: Courtland's calm blood fly TO his chee
: and kindle in his eye. "You surely d