Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1896-11-06

the north, there-Rnd that's what I
come to see YOU about"
She paused and cleared her throat
nervously, and noted how Mr.. Seymore
was playing with an iyory-handlcd
paper knife. resting on one end OF the
desk and sliding his thumb and fore
finger down IL.
"I-l've been raising some beets this
summer" she continued. deterrinedly.
"ior the sugar factory herr. and cane
% tell YOU IL did II by stealing your
water"
Seymore's fingers stopped midway
on the paper-knife. and he dnrted
quick glance at her. lie saw her evil
dent distress md his eyes softened.
"Ilow was th0t?" he naked.
"I'herc was leak I'm the ilume." she
said. 1T Is right where u runs through
path of scrub oak, SO your mcu didn't
find u. The water ran right under my
fence, and I sunk barrel there for
Kind of reservoir, but truly. Mr.. Scy-
more. I had no idea how much that
water was worth. and ] never thought
of stealing u thing from YOU: and I'll
give II back this blessed minute. every
drop OF IL, u could. but l can't---so
did the hext best thing brought YOU
all the Reets raised, and only hope
they'n I've worth rs much as the water"
Scymore had tipped back his chair
and was pulling his long, black mus
tache down over his mouth.
where are they" he asked.
They're right down here in the
wagon" she said. "You can sec 'cm
from the window"
Seymore rose and looked down on the
dusty ranch wagon and the little figure
ir the brown gingham dress absorbed
in studying the throng before her.
"l3cets have fallen this month" he
said. turning from the window with n
Geepened twinkle In his eve. lie hnd
not noticed whether they were bcets or
turnips.
Dent YOU think they'll pay for I ."
she asked anxioslsly.
lie pulled NJ his mustachc harder
than ever. 'Well, it's hardly Gus.
/ tomnry." he began. "to settle such mnt-
tcrs In this way"
IL cnu take them round 30 the sugar
factory and Ect the money for 'en,"
she interrupted. eagerly.
Mrs. Hart" he said. sobcrly. "if Won
will agrrc nos 20 bring suit for cam
ages against rae for the UuretinC of NV
fume. I'll ngree 20 say no E.orc nbou'
, the beets."
"DamnRes!" she sad wondcrir rIv.
"EXactly," he raid; "and IL the wntcr
has been any accommodation ~ YOU
sanll be glad 10 let II run where II
Will" lie wnS writing ms he spoke.
"Eut. MIR. Scymore." Vic protested,
after all You pay for that water"
81 am indebted To- IL for this call"
he interrupted. "Und that more than
pays for IT, ] shall send n mnn around
tomorrow TO look over the ground
and hopc you will tell him just how
you would like 10 have things fixed.
1f YOU give this 10 the foreman OF the
sugar factory, think he will see that
the recent fnll in the price of beets
Goes not affect your crop"
He gave her the note he had written.
The next day taere came ia Mrs
Hairs ottaRe tw burly SwcdeE ho
built neat little hume down the hill
side. dug trim. small bitches about and
ncross the garden. and delivered 10 her
signed and sealed document sccur-
ing the right 10 usc the water for Ave
years.
Not every man would have done
this--I soy II with sorrow and shane
and the act was therefore more Of
credit 20 Mr.. Scymorc, and certainly
credit to human nature.
Annie was in great glee 1t seeing
the water come Ehceting down over the
smooth boards and ripple into the
barrel reservoir. Aren't you glad Mr.
Nordsen told us. aunty." she said. "thnt
we were stealing the Youths
Companion.