Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1896-04-17

afraid that me and Little Dave couldn t
20 until we git through hoein the
corn.
"Do you have to hoe corn?"
eyes; when it's in the grass much, I
do. Pap wouldn't make me, but I hate
to see him and Little Dave out in the
field all by themselves. "
"But should think that you'd rather
stay at the house and help your
mother"
II would sometimes.
"Why not at all times"
She turned and looked about, and,
seeing her mother standing at the yard
gate, looking down the lonely road, re-
suned her work without answering, but
after few moments she said: Mother
cries so much sometimes that I can't
bear to see her. She's afraid the Lord
don't love her, but I know he does, and
pap knows it too. Yonder comes pap
and Little Dave.
"Come out under the trees, whar the
air is stirrin,", said the old man when
he had placed basket on the veranda
"Fetch cheer with you.
When they had sat down under a tree,
Andrews said that he had thought Of
continuing his journey, but that the
idea Of taking up school in the COM
munity had just occurred to him.
"What do you think Of it?" he asked.
"Waal, if you amt got no particular
place to 60 to, and if nobody in particu-
| lar amt expectin you, don't know but
it would be as good plan as any, but
thar's this about it-you won It git much
of sprinklin of scholars till the corn
is laid by. Miss Madam could 60 most
of the time, and Little Dave could go
rainy days, but if it's money you re aft
er, why, I ruther think you can do
better in most any sort Of business.
"I don't care for the money that
might be in it."
"Waal, if that's the case, you can jest
teach a school in this neighborhood as
long as you are mind to- 'Lizabuth,
he called, whats the matter with you
this mornin?"
"Pap," she said, slowly turning her
face toward him, II jest know that I
amt elected. "
"Don't, now, 'Lizabuth; say DON It
give up that way. Come over here and
set down. Come on" he softly pleaded,
going to her. He led her under the tree
and placed her on his chair. "Don't,
now"
"Pap, thar's certain number to be
saved and certain number to be lost.
s.Thar, now, don't. You'll feel better
after awhile. What's dark now will be
bright by and by. The Son Of Man
didn't die in vain. Come, we'll go out
in the woods and talk it over"
He led her away, and Andrews went
back to the veranda. The girl was
sweeping, and the cripple sat on the
floor, with his back against the wall
The visitor sat down on rickety chair,
and after gazing in the direction which
the old man and his wife had taken
turned to the young man, and with an
air of rather pleasing familiarity said,
"Ah, by the way, Little Dave, sup
pose you would like to 60 to school,
wouldn't your"
II don't know" be answered, spit
ting through his teeth II uster think
that I'd like to 90 to st hool long enough
to be doctor, but I reckon I'm gittin
along little too much for that now."
~ wouldn't like to be doctor" the
girl spoke up, "for I have heard it said
that they cut up dead folks. "
II wouldn't mind that, said Little
Dave. "After Mil Pursley's head had
been split open by a boss kickin him
stood by and seen doctor sew it up,
and never flinched, nuther. Why did
you want to know whuther I'd like to so
to school or not?'
Because was thinking of taking
up a school in this neighborhood." "
"No; don't believe l want to 60.
Miss Madam" he added, "do you want
to go to meetin today?"
"No; can't. Mother and pap are
goin, and III have TO stay and git din
ner Are you goin, mister?'
No." Andrews answered, "for the
truth is I rode SO hard yesterday that l
don't care to do any riding today. Are
you going, Little Dlve!'
Tile cripple glanced quickly at An
drews and simply said, "No.
Mrs. Bradshaw appeared to be in bet
ter spirits when she and the old man re-
turned from the woods, but OCCASION
ally, as she busted herself with prepa-
rations for the ride to church, there
was nervous outcropping of the dis
trcssing anxiety through which she had
passed. While Bradshaw was attempt
ing to tighten the saddle girth the old
gray mare squealed maliciously, and,
reaching around, bit handful of hair
from the top of his head, and in a
frenzy he seized fence rail, knocked
her down, and then, clapping a hand
OH his head, swore furiously.
ooh, for mussy sake, pap, don't! Oh,
please don't!" his wife pleaded.
"What in the deuce, then, do you ex'
pect HE to do, hah:" he cried, turning
upon her with sharp cut grin of agony.
Didn't you see her bite mighty nigh
all the hair often the top of my head?
Do you reckon I'm goin to stand here