St. Landry clarion. (Opelousas, La.) 1890-1921, 1896-01-25

name to save mine. An he made me-,
sMar-ty Lear"
s'Don't hinder me, Job. It's Gods
truth I'm telin' zee. His folks were. c
low lot, an father'd have broken every
bone o. me. But we used to meet in the
orchard most every night. Don't looh
SO, brother. I'm past so, an notlain
known; an now evil an goods the same
to me-"
ssGo on"
''Wen, the last night he came over
twas spring tides, an past the flood.
was Waitin' for EN- in the orchard, down
/ in the corner by the Adams pearmain
| We could see the white front o. the
house from there, and us in the dark
shadow, and there was the gap handy
that Amos could snip through at q
pinch-you feneeds it up yourself the
very summer that father died in the
fall. That night Amos was late an the
dew heavy, and no doubt | lost my
temper waitin' out there in the long
grass. We had words, I know, an /
| reckon the tide ran far out while we
quarreled. Anyway, he left me in
wrath, an I stood there under the ap-
pie tree, longin' for 'en to come back
an make friends again. But the time
went on, an I didn't hear his foot
steps-no, nor his oars pullin' away
though hearkenin' with all my ears.
"An' then heard a terrible sound. .
Miss Marty paused and drew the back
OF her hand across her dry lips before
proceeding. "A terrible sound-a sort
OF low breathin', but fierce; an some
thing worse, a suck-sucl1in' of the mud
below, an ran down. I suppose, in his
anger, he took no care how he walked
round the point (for he al'ays moored
his boat round the point out o. sight,
an went wide an was taken. There he
was, above his knees in it, and far out,
1t seemed to me, in the light of the
young moon. For all his fghtin', he
heard me, and whispered out o. the
dark:
Little girl, it's. got me. Hush!
don't shout, or they'll catch YOU
Can't you get out?' I whispered
back.
No, says he, Tn afraid I can't un-
less you run up to the linhay an fetch
rope
1t was no more [ stayed to hear, but
ran up hotrfoot to the linhay and back
inside the minute, with the wagon rope.
Hold the end,' he painted, and
throw with all your strength And
| threw, but the rope fell short. Twice
again I threw, but missed each time by
yard or more. He wouldn't let me
near the mud.
"Then / fell TO runnin' to and fro
on the edge Of the firm ground, an sob
bin between my teeth because I could
devise nothin'. And all the while he
was fghtin' hard.
I'll run an call father an Job
says I.
"sHust ZEE now! Be you crazed? Do
You want to let 'em know ALP
/" But it'll kill you, dear, won't it?'
Likely it WILL said he. Then, after
awhile of battlin', he whispers again:
Little girl, I don't want to die. Death
is cold end. But / reckon you shall
save me an your name as well. Take
the rope, coil it as you run and hang 1t
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