The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-05-27


| thout justification er ennything but Jess
boss sense; put on his meetin' clos, an
this very minute is setJin' somewhat
mong tn seats o. tn scofers. Uncle
| Jimmy, I'm dore. I've prayed over it.
m runnin away from Silas Higher"
/ Nancy"
/ "Ennywhere. Dom matter now. If a
/ grave opens, III jess crawl in. AS tween
/ SlIas at my immortal soul Silas musn I
/ count; fur oh. Uncle Jimmy, I've been
/ reachin' fur holiness long an weary years
so hard an clutchin like!"
/ Hard an clutchin' like" involuntarily
| repeated uncle Jimmy. Dear, dear" he
/ added tenderly, as he saw the tears were
/ trucking down her withered old face.
And then: wait jess a minute, fore We
/ start
He entered the cottage where he re-
/ NAMED but moment. On returning, s
| Aunt Cynthy peeped out of the door while
| wiping the tears from her kindly eyes, he
/ LAID his hard hand very gently upon the
| little old body's shoulder
Long as you're runnin', don't matter
! jess whar ye run to, Gran ma Higher"
! oh. no, Uncle Jimmy. Emmy place
/ whar Silas ANTI" she sobbed in reply.
| How'd Cynthy's north bedroom do
Gran'ma' Big room, We know. Opens
on the north garding Quiet as the tomb,
| an heap more comfortin'. Nobody'll
mind justification or prayin' there"
| he took her huge, shiny valise in one
! hand, and with the other he lifted her up
! by her thin old arm. As they turned
! their steps to the porch, where Aunt
| Cynthy was smilinglY awaiting them,
| Grandma Higher put her withered hands
! pitifully together aud. raising her eyes to
heaven. murmured reverently, but almost
in ecstacy:
IT'S ans'er t. prayer; fur l leaned on
tn dear Lord when ] put on my things L
! run away!''
Such faith as hers, - said Uncle Jimmy
ruminatively to his wife when they had
| returned to the porch together, what
| ever plZen gets mixed up with it, would
! give barbwire fence a soul worth
! Savin'!"
But it takes filos'fy t. own up t.
that quickly replied Aunt Cynthy with
affectionate pride
'Mebbe it does, Cynthy." And the old
man worked faster and happier for the
sustaining cheer in her tone and words
The battle of lnsistiveness and contrari-
ness had been so long one, at such close
| quarters and so exhaustive to the little
old children. Silas and Nancy, that the
first few days in their soothing retreat is
were passed by both in almost imbecile
dozings and calm.
Rest T. sech, is reason: reasons sense ;
! an sensenl set 'em straight, Cynthy:' -
Uncle Jimmy Biggs remarked quietly to
his wife, as their wards ate, drank and
slept and showed no sign. They'll git
restless directly. and then, if We'll Jess
bear on leetle hard an cruel like, you q
Nancy bout Silas' cussedness, an me T.
Sile, bout Nancy's naggin', nuth Ill hold
EN- nowhere, 'cept their own little cot
tage, inside a week"
The words of the Concord sage came
literally true; and they had their first
! fulfllment in Grandma Hlglers demand
that she should be allowed to slip over to
her cottage, when Silas was sure to be
absent, and herself see that the sheets
were aired out the south window in the
sun.
"'Cause 1 can't stand Silas, amt no
reason why | should let tn poor soul git
more an more crooked up with rheu-
matics - she persisted appealingly
oh, Silas wouldn't thank ye;" an
swered Aunt Cynthy coldly. Amy one
as can { be lowed T. pray in their own
house, better let them as is stepped in
sin an scofin' git long alone, rheumat-
! les or no rheunatics,n
The faded old solder of the Cross
| WINGED at this as If from a blow After
| a little she continued hesitantly and
| pitifHlly, as she turned 20 the north bed
| room which was fast losing its asylum
like restfulness:
i've been thinkin', Cynthy, as how 1
might done most o. my prayin', least
wise my loud prayIn in the barn long
asst kinder nettled Silas."
| "Mebby :" was Aunt Cynthy's curt an
| swer as she instantly radiantly reported
/ progress to Uncle Jimmy
1 The next day when the two old ladies'
were together in the north garden, Grand
ma Higher turned sharply to her com
| panion with.
/ "Cynthy, does Uncle Jimmy smoke two
| kinds of baccy?"
! Why, gran 'ma?'
cause, if he does, one kind is Silas'
kind, sartin. Almost pears like it come
/ from TIL Of settin' room I hum, Cynthy "
Aunt Cynthy almost flew to her hus-
band with this She also noticed, later
/ in the day, that the old oil-cloth valise
had been repacked. and that a little open
| ing into the Higher yard. through the
north garden lilac hedge. had been visi-
| bly, widened.
With old Silas like restlessness and
heartpining We're meantime operating
with equal force. He grew less and less
anxious about old Doh and her daily
! lump of sugar, and proportionately more
concerned about the supposititious loneli-
ness of his wife in the little Higher cot
tage
ANY woman as VIII nag man outen
| his senses. don't git lonesome all by her
selfv'' Uncle Jimmy would quite unfeel-
ing retort; when Old Silas would snort
and fret in the sunny south garden, and
humble over his pipe that he once
thought Uncle Jimmy Biggs was his
friend.
faint fairH ne finally blurted out to
the old stonecuttcr in a desperate state
of resentment ''Taint fair!'' fur me t. be
a loahn', an Nancy a doin' all them
chores"
His little bundle had been tied up again,
and his manner to his friend had become
| one OF shifting evasion as is the way
with those brooding over some disloyal
purpose or design.
They're pinin an hungerin' huff,
Cynthy:" said Uncle Jimmy gleefully
They're both ready Z run away agin
Wen give EN- a chance tonight, Gym
thy"
After tea the stone cutter and his wife
visited their separate wards, and, after
little kindly chat. in which neither ap-
peared to notice that the old folks were
attired as if for departure, they babe
them goodnight, with the word that
they might be out for a little during the
evening.
"Cynthy," said Uncle Jimmy when
they were alone again, you kin go up to
tn north garrett window an see the
scramb bic from thar I'll jess step round
| . tn cottage, light the best ker'sene