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

the north, there-und thuts Whut L
come to see YOU about"
She paused and cleared her throat
ncrvously, and noted how Mr.. Seymore
was playing with an ivory-handlcd
paper knife, resting on one end OF the
desk and sliding his thumb and fore
finger down il,
| Alive been raising some heets this
summer" she continued, determinedly.
"for the sugar factory herr, and came
% tell YOU II did II by stealing your
water"
scymore's fingers stopped midway
on the paper-knife, and he dnrted
quick glance ut her. He saw her evil
dent distress und his eyes softcncd.
"Tlow was thQt?" he nSl-cd.
"rherc wns leak In the ilumc." she
Rnd. 1T IL right where u runs through
path Of scrub oak, so your mon didn't
find 1t. The water ran right under my
fence, and I sunk barrel there for
kind OF reservoir, but truly, Mr.. Scy-
more, | had no idea how much that
water wns worth, and ! never thought
of stealing y thing from YOU: and I'd
give It bnck this blessed minute, every
drop OF II, II ! could, but can't---so
did the heNt best tl,lng--I brought YOU
nj, the Neets l raised, and only hope
they'll I've worth ns much as the water"
Scymore had tipped back his chair
and wns pulling his long, black mus
tnche down over his mouth.
"Whcrc nre they9" he asked,
"rhey're right down here In the
wagon" she said. "You can sec 'cm
from the window"
Scymore rose and looked down on the
dusty rnnch wagon and the little figure
ir the brown gingham dress absorbed
IN studying the throng before her,
"Bcets have fallen this month";" he
srid, turning from the window with n
Gccpened twinlslc In his eye. lie had
moi noticed whether they were bce,s or
turnips.
Dent YOU think they'll pay for Il ."
she asked anxioalsly.
lie pulled NJ His mustachc harder
tlan ever. 'Wcll, it's hardly Gus.
tomnry," he began. "to settle such mat
terra In this way"
IL cun take them round 20 The sugar
factory md ret the money for 'em,"
she interrupted, cngcrly
"Mrs. Hart" he snid, sobcrly. "lf you
will ngrrc no. to bring suit for cam
! nges ngdinst rac for the uurstlnC of NV
fumc, III ngrec to fny 10 more nbou'
! the bcets."
"Damngesl" she said, wondcrirciy.
"EXactly," he raid; "and if the water
has been any accommodation to you
| sanll he glad 10 let II run where II
Will" lie wnS writing MS he spoke.
"Eut, Mr.. Ecymore." shc protested,
"after all YOU pay for that wnter--" .
III am indebted to IL for this call"
he interrupted. "und that more thnn
pnya for II. j shall send n mnn around
Tomorrow to look over the ground,
and hope you will tell him Just how
you would like to have things fixed.
lf YOU give this TO the foreman OF the
sugar factory, think he will see TINT
the recent fall In the price OF bects
does not affect your crop"
Ito gave her the note he had written.
The next day there came 10 Mrs
lIait's ottnge tw burly Swc,les who
built nent little flumc down the hill
side, dug trim. small bitches about md
ncross the garden. and delivered 10 her
II signed md sealed document sccnr-
Ing the right to uso the wnter for fivc
years.
Not every man would have done
thiB--l sny II with sorrow aud shame
and the act WINS therefore more of
n credit to Mr.. Scymorc, and certainly
n credit to human nature.
Annie was in g-cnt plec at seeing
the water come shceting down over the
smooth boards and ripple into the
barrel reservoir. Aren't you glad Mr..
Nordsen told us. aunty." she said "thni
we were stealing the water2"-Y Youths
Companion.