The Newtown bee., 1896-08-21

seemed to grow more haggsrd and hard as she gazed,
 "Just like her father, " she muttcrcd, '.rcvrugeful as au lrjin. she'll lay it up az in mc till Jedgemcnt Day.. Sheu keep her mind too, and nothiu I kin sa} will make her bIicve 'twarn' me as stole Her money. mays well keep mum- " The woman went to the window and pocrrd out into the gray mist Hatouea E moment to the dying walls of the w'ro as it pptrratod down the mountain, ard bogvo nweerIog agafa ''T,or, what s sro,1u va had last nlght! lts A wonder the hooso did not come down about cur heads }, won's stan roany sich ga.n- AnoH,ar intern hrd us in 'Ac work os. Thon ,'ro.e tA,y'I -c~d Jaanu ous ts sarvir. '- @ac ,a@y.'l3 d It.lr.turoto& to The g... h ugat cf sach aa o't..sec crea," .. ,aE c+It taito a Li.ohen and ordor.' l. TT.
 Joa5 ,. ,,'4,csei ia he-.r e. ... the v..o.e o.,,d he a.uu,.5rz-, 4.r g5i e.a :. H.,. a.", b ga. -.irrt. z .'s asb~. " f. I .hr "isnt, .,m, sr j. tpt .. ~--'Ial. 'u,.3a d 'o,ar. | . dSu :rs~re'. as a'e tsa- over ;! .. dead .h.rs. Her fscc, w.ul1ad . t. yrIev ~4s ued .hpus @fsl co.. - hm ... .. If o l'v .t~..ya c.'ner t... L-r ..- l,ar .hs,s. s,.aC ssir. va d.. mucl. ..~ ao.> culor. patched and l..1. .,, and t,s.a ab.ut mc hem; aycr h. shoulders, and a}rd,ntly ay4, Wa , larg", rcd bandsna handkerchief, wjut black spots the a.l' of pennies on it; her feet were muol-d up in queer fashin:. and tied with strings.
 When the woman had coaxcd a bIaz from the dead ashes, she put on sogoe wood, hung kettle of water over, wen' to the door and locked out. "A soggv morning" she mumbled, everything drippiu Bad weather for 1heumatjz :; but thcrc'JI be a sight of limbs broke of, aa' I'll have to scratch for 'em fore that despisable Nick gets 'em."
 "There's no likelihood of hayin' any help from Joann today" she added, turning again to look at the sleeper "ICl take a week or so to grind out grir 'nough sos't she'll be decent to live with"
 The woman wrapped herself about with the remains of a rusty old cloak, and stepped, shiyering into the cold, drenched air outside. "Might's we'll pick up an armful while the kettles bilin', B she said, bending her steps toward the woods just below the slope where the house stood.
 If the woman. had looked back she would have seen another face at the door; it was Joanns She looked at the gray sky, at the trees massed black against it, at the gray fog creeping through them, and lastly at the dim ob- ject moving along the edge of the wood. Joann scowled at this objecb, and set her lips until they looked cruel. 'Let her go,' she said, from between her closed teeth; "shs'll get her daath down there tn tho sluSh. What do carer" . .-..
 Joann was a stout, well.built figure, looking almost as strong as man. Her eyes were as dark as her hair, her com plexlon almost swarthy, and the lower part of her face 70 heavy aa to seem mas culine. Haf gown was, if auytbing,more patched and frpypd than the wonia4's; ]; she bad aaeld shawl twisted about her shoua. her feet Ncsc bare and .as brown as haf hands and face. ''Nobody'.l dispute whether this fig the line storm, '' she sat3, ard Istered to the water aet- ding into the ground and dripping on the roef. All at once she became aware that the birds were singing and that the eastern sky Was stgrsked with crimson. ''I M ( eas I bird" she said, IS aev eral agw pY then che gave another look at tile dim figure toiling among the underbfnah q the edge of the woods "Mucis ! care z she muttered again,and backing into the house she went to tue