The Portland daily press., 1895-12-26

an stopped down. 'Barbary!' he said
, She never moved She's dead, said
what done it? o Barbary, my pre.
cious, what hurt you?' Be stilll' he
said sharply She's not dead. Helm oct
her in the house. We lifted her up. an
she opened her eyes. Phil she whis-
pered family, tell pap Steve then
her voice ceased, an her sweet eyes shu+
again. We got her on the bed, an I pot
the campfire, an pap rung the big bell
fer the hands, an soon as they come in
sent one fer the doctor. But I found
where she was hurt. There was great
ugly bruise right between her pretty
white shoulders. A little stream O. blood
begun to trickle out O. her mouth. Send
ever to Thomas I said, fer Phil an
Steve an Emily He thought I'd lost
my senses, know. 'They there. T
said. Phil was here. In spite o. his
trouble his face lighted up. Then Steve
is not he began, but at the name Bar
bary's eyes opened again. Never mind
DAD. He don the don't mean IL
Stevey,' she muttered. I know it's
hard, but guess he likes us children.
Co. said, send fer 'em.' He went
out with that queer gray color creepin
over his face that I see in the mornin.
An pretty soon heerd the horse gallon
in Off Then he came back. Well, we
done all we could. The doctor came an
Phil an Steve an Emily an her man. But
she never spoke but once after they
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All we could make out was, Pap
Steve neyer-ma's real good-Phil-
mother she cried aloud at last, an her
eyes opened wide, an she looked won
deringly at US, flxin her gaze for little
on her pap, who stood at the foot O. the
bed Then a long shudder shook her
body, an her breath came in gasps. A
torrent of blood poured out O. her mouth,
an she was gone.
''Yes, we he'd to bear it. People can
bear things when they hev to. But he's
never been the same man. An his face
keeps that queer color. I've heerd that
when that ashy look comes to anybody
they've got their deathblow. They may
live a few years, but it's death it means.
How did he get throwed?' Well,
you see, jist as he rods in at the barn
yard gate the horse sheered an throwed
him, an his feet caught. Barbary see it
all, an see the stable door open She
knowed the horse'd make fer his stall
an her pap's brains'd be knocked out,
an she got there in time to shet the
door, an when the horse r'ared up he
struck her afore she could git out O. the
| way. Yes, Steve staid at home. dunno
what we'd do without him, an Emily
an her man comes over right often. She
has a little girl now She calls it Bar
barry, an it's mighty cute. But it'll
never be like my Barbary to me or pap
either. An, after all, Selim had got out
himself an was on his way home when
they caught him. But pore Stevey, he
said he never wanted to see him again.
''Phil Thomas? He was pretty down
hearted fer good while, but he's
| chirked up now, an heerd he was wait
in on Melinda Jones. She's nice girl,
but she couldn't hold a candle to Bar
barry.
Dead folks soon fergot, you say I
don't believe it. Folks don It ferget. but
they can't go mournin allays. An it
wouldn It be right if they could. know
long as live I'll never ferget my grille.
who Civ up her sweet young life to
save her pap. No, I'm not sorry mar
| ried him either. He's awful good, if he
is little close with money. But that's
his nature. Ireckon it cause he knows
how hard it is to get. But, bless my
heart, it's nigh O'Clock, an that girl
will never get supper on without I see
to it. So you must excuse me awhile.
There's the album with Barbarys pic
ter in it. 'Tain't half as pretty as she
was. but you can guess little what
she's like by it.
"If you see him comm, jist slip it
out O. sight. He can't bear to see it.
There's SOME O. my folks likenesses in
it too. No, never did hev mine taken.
Don't reckon I ever will but, lawsl
must see about supper. -
| THE END.