The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1897-02-27

h.; Sk So 80. ia? Thall live t
rue it, aw te
thee, an So will that hupstart tha'
sect thy heart on-mind that"
The girl thas addressed blnsbe,
family, but did not hang her head
Rather, she lifted it with a proul
look which, despite her workin,
shawl, plain black hat, and somewha
pasty-white complexion-the commo,
heritage of mill girls-lent somethin,
queenly to her whole appearance.
had you seen Rachel Swami or
Sunday, as she walked with her Bible
and hymn book to the Methodist Sun.
day. school to teach her class, Won
would scarcely have known her.
Dressed in the latest style-or the
latest that had percolated to the nro.
vlnces-from the "tips" in her hat
and the "fall" which expressed rather
than hid her delicate features, to her
neat little shoes, she looked what
she was-a lady. And had Won Seen
her at the chapel door, after evening
service, without ado OF even greeting,
beyond mutual look of satisfaction
meet apleasant.faced young man, and
walk away by his side, you would
nave been IN possession of the secret
no secret now-that James Sumner
assistant cashier at Mossrs. Peas
mill, and Rachel Swami were "keen.
ing company.
Jim Sumner had started life as
half,timer and little-piecer, but, nat.
urally an intelligent lad, a great fav.
orite with the schoolmaeter, be had. in
spite OF the great disability of begin.
ming to earn his living at ten. made
such good use of his opportunities, that
ne was early taken into the ''office"
ana was not "looked up to" by right.
thinking folk as q man who "conll
addle (earn) his brass bout takkin his
cooat off," Moreover he was Junior
chapel steward" at tho Methodist
Chapel, and, altogether, man anv
girl in that place might be proud to
"keep company" with.
That Rachael was proud of her lover
everybody knew. They had onlv
"made it up" short time ago, and
had walked in public less than fort.
night when the above conversation
took place. The man, for such he
considered himself, who threatened to
make her rue" was considerably older
than herself. and an "overlooker" at
the mill in which they all worked. He
had long forced his attentions upon
Rachel, who, while giving him no en-.
courgement, had not absolutely re.
pulsed him, until she heard that he
did little private bookmaking amono
the youths and young men in the
great mill. Until then she had re.
yarded him as. decent fellow, and
'hrank from hurting his feelings. hop-
ing he would desist in time and give Il
up as bad job. She did not know
'abez Smethurst. He was the sort of
nan whose love can turn to bitter
'ate, and now, both against the girl
md the man he deemed his supplantcr,
lis rage burnt fercely.
lawn fair miserable at nv work.
i'm, now" said Rachel, as she walked
With her lover from his mothers cot.
age along tho embaukment Of tho t
reat reservoir. {
why, how's that, my lass? Aw I
bought tha' wur all rect now, an q
radely set up wi four looms, an az.
ragin' nineteen an six a wik"-for.
hough Jim was an assistant cashier q
Q dropped, like his lady love, into his y
alive Doric on all familiar occasions q
FAN tha' towd mo that even thv =
'oss'grained ovid aunt could speyi r
vil now" :;
-" ~ a1 was fain enuf, Jim, but! il
b, lad, aw can hardly tell yo', aw' We tt
opt it to myself for days, but aw can. f,
Of bear 1T no longer-th' overlooker's =
Zen one O. my looms off me, an says 81
ell TAX another if aw don't mend nv h
ork." h
"Dost mean Jabe Smethurst? Anvil r.
% that reet-ne'er heed. Rachel al
I'd. as they had passed the railway o.
alton which stood at the upper end
the reservoir and were in some. h,
hat secluded place, he put his arm Of
'ound her waist, drew her to him. Ell
I'd kissed her fondly. e1
'Say nowt, Jim. It'll do no good. st
after thinks weel O. Jabe. He bark ht
IS to him as if Jabe knew everythin' a
him nowt. An it does look rs if as
= work was bad, for he gives me such m
ID 'soarts' at aw con on'y do half b1
1at t'others con, an my aunt says b1
1oll gle me th' key O. TIL street if Ri
cannot addle more nor a little an
IS. Its piece work, tina knows" M
"Ay-well, no'er heed, my lass.
smas'll soon be here, an we'll Get ur
ID as soon as tn New Yer comes in. in
gettin' e week now, an aw' m to
omised q rise wi th' New YER" tn
hp
A month had passed. Poor Jim! th