Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1895-03-21

ana Wh1stllng Tor the OK was preparing
to return to her plowing on the hillside.
>Ida,' he said, how would you like to
go to school and learn
>Go to SCHOOL, she interrupted. Her
blue eyes kindled as she continued ASK
me if like to drink out of the spring
when | am sthirst OF to eat bread and
honey when am ahungry. Go to SCHOOL,
But
but what?
What's the use oftalkin mister? Are
you schoolkeeper?
Yves, am teaching school across the
mountains, down in the Hiawasse valley.
If you would like to go
"Taint no use to talk about it'-and
her voice had ring Of sadness in it
u can't leave pap and old Spot
Mr.. Slade babe goodby to the noun
tain girl, but his mind was made up.
Providence was opening the way.
The first opportunity after his return
home he paid visit to DR.. Baker, the
kind hearted physician who had befrien-
ded the Hales in their sickness in more
than one way.
Never have seen mortal being bear
his sufferings more patiently than Cap.
Hale. He's always as cheerful as
cricket, no matter if there isn't crumb
of bread nor a scrap of meat in the
house, said DR.. Baker in explaining the
situation of the family to Mr.. Slade.
AS to Ida,' he continued, she's as
bright and as pretty as picture. If
she had the chance of a good education,
professor, she would be queen among
women or my name isn't Billy Baker,
Tintend to give her the chance SAID
Mr.. Slade with decision.
1t was soon arranged. One of DR..
Bakers tenants was to 90 over and take
care Of the little farm and the helpless
family, while Ida was to be taken into
Mr.. SHADES school and given the best
opportunities of obtaining finished
education. Good Mrs. Baker volunteer
ed to fit her up with wardrobe which
would answer for present emergencies.
Ten days after his first visit Mr.. Slade
Was again drinking from the gourd that
hung on the broken twig by the side Of
the mountain spring.
AS Ida came across the brook follow
ing old Spot from the cornfeld she met
him.
'Howdy, Mr.. slade, what you come
forT she exclaimed.
For you.'
For me! What for. Mr.. SladeT
To carry you back toschool with me-
But | can't 60. l cant leave pap
and old Spot and the children
Her lips quivered and the tears came.
Yes, you can,' said Mr.. Slad for a
man has come with me for the purpose
of renting the farm. He will stay and
take care of old S pot and your father
and the Children
Her whole face shone with joy,
"A kind friend,' he continued, has
provided pair of shoes, dress or two
and some other things for yon in that
trunk in the wagon
"Thank GodI'
will you go?'
Yves, if pap's willin.'
He is not only willing but anxious.
I must tell you. however, before you
make up your mind that I am a Yam
kee.'
'The Lord has forgiven you for that
But was soldier at Cickamauga'
>The Lord will forgive you for that.
too, if he will forgive me for hatn' Of
you Yankees what shot and crippled
pap. I've done asked him to forgive
US all.
vThen you'll soon be readYT
YES And Mr. Sade--I can tell it
but want to say thanky. am only
A poor mountain girl, but if the good
Lord lets me live will thank you, aud
I'll work my fingers to the bone to pay
you back every cont you spend for me-
In an hour she had kissed her father;
her sisters-and the truth must be told
Old Spot, goodby, and was gone.
But to-day she is to receive her di-
ploma. Clad in her simple white dress
she stands upon the stage, and in voice
rich in melody, yet softened by pathos.
she tells of her struggles and her as
pirations, and all eyes grow moist and
all hearts beat in sympathy with the
barefoot mountain girl who was already
queen among women.
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