Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1896-03-19


: half an hour, pop, to get 'em some
thin hot
! They'll have something hot whe,
we ketch the feller that done 70
Jeb Wilson; 90 will he.
This witticism revived the flag
eing energy of his followers, ars
after a hurried excursion to th,
spring-house, Sue had the satisfac
tion Of seeing them mount theil
horses and disappear down the steep
stony bridle-bath BY which they had
come.
i When the last hoof- had
ceased to sound upon the rocky
ground, she fed her prisoner, and
loading him down with provisions
and good advice, sent him away in
an opposite direction from that ta.
ken by the horsemen. He turned
and waved his hat to her before the
black woods swallowed him up.
'Of course, / won't never see
him again. she said stolidly. 'and
don't know as care to; but
lied for him. right on top of man,
my's Bible. and that's goin' to
make it hard for me to forget him
out and out
In point Of fact, she found it I'M
possible to forget him 'out and
out She called herself q mesn-
spirited creature for clinging so te-
naciously to his memory, but it did
not mend the matter at all.
Jeb Wilson's real slayer was dis
covered and summarily dealt with.
Sue Lumley sitting on the slab shell
ling corn, as she had been doing
that evening. lifted her eyes to
gauge the iengthening shadows of
the familiar landscape, as she had
done on that evening, and saw o
man standing on the stiIe that
spanned the rude yard fence.
She sat quite still, but a slow,
sweet smile came to her lips and q
glad light shone into, clear, stead
fast eyes.
'You be come back What for?'
He was by her side in q few swift
strides. us L-ia 80. ,..s s.....s 80
lifted face.
I'm building q house over 10th
er side of the DELL
'Oh, you be?
'And I'm goin' to live there
Yes? The color came and went
in the girls sun-burnt cheeks in a
hot torrent.
I'm goin' to take my wife to live
in my house when it is finished
Yes Pit was almost whisper.
She fell to shelling corn as if the
world held no other possible occu-
patton for her trembling little hands.
He seated himself boldly on the
slab by her side. He laughed and
filled his hands with the corn abe
had shelled.
Don't you want to learn some.
thing about the girl Im building
that house for?'
III you be anxious to talk about
her.
Il am
He flung the corn from him, ant
the pigeons came in q yhite-winged
throng to repair the waste.
She's the pluckiest girl / eve,
saw. She's worth ten dozen of me
She's got the dearest, cleares
brown eyes in the world. and-ant
once upon q time she saved me froc
being hurried out of the world b,
a lot of idiots who insisted upo,
calling me a murderer
Slowly the truth dawned Sue
mind. She leaned toward him =itl
hands folded on her knees.
Il lied for you on msmmy's Bi
bic ! How are We going to &c
around that?'
We are not going TO try to ge
around it. We are going to forge
it. No one need know we ever me
before
And Sue placed her hand in hi
with q smile of absolute trust an
content.
Pending the furnishing of hi
! house and the fencing Of his farm
Martin spent much Of his time 9
the Lumley's. Peter fancied b
came there to learn wisdom j
farming of him. Frank though
> he came to learn how % make CO
pace. Each masculine member {
the Lumley household had his ow