Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1897-04-09

charge. Advertisements should be marke,
with time and space they are TO occupy.
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claimed il by nightfan. And II did.
There were girls who seemed glad to
tell Rachel, and when abe fiared up and
said:
'Yo' know as we'll as Aw do'at Jim
ne'er did it, /" they only replied:
We'll, he's ta'en his hook, at any
rate. Yo'r Aunt Bet seed him goo an
says good radiance to bad rubbidge'
She doesn't seem to think on weel o.
Jimmie as her niece does. T" What could
Rachel say? She went home with rage
in her heart against her aunt, and some
thing like resentment against her lover
for hasting away without word to the
girl who could have died for him. All,
little did she think, yete even now dead
misery had taken possession Of her.
We'll, Miss Proudie, an how's thy
fine gentleman naar (Aunt Bets own
lad had had hopes Of the office" once,
but had turned out wastrel; hence her
bitterness Jaw thout wot It nd be-
Some fowk can't stand gettin up l. tn
world. Pride'll hev u ia, an thy whip
persnapper's come cropper, at ony
rate.
In tongue warfare Rachel was no.
where, Besides Aunt Bet wasn't worth
answering. Then, that very day, the
overlooker had threatened to reduce her
to two looms and had humbled her 80
terribly before the other weavers that
all the spirit seemed clean gone out of
her. She went to bed, but not TO sleep.
The "knocker up had an easy task
next morning. That day was the black
est of many black ones during the past
few weeks, and now no lovers comfort
awaited her. Everything went wrong.
The stuff wouldn't weave. Her looms
seemed bewitched. The overlooker over
looked with vengeance.
"Yo'll start OH two looms tomorn,
he said. 'Think ON thatl Awe lots n
wenches o. II at weave better nor thee
All do moor wark ON two looms tan tina
con o. three. y
1t was the last straw. She dare not
face Aunt Bet and her sneers
ooh, Jim, Jim, was the cry Of her
heart, why couldn't you say word TO
mes" For when her heart spoke 1t cried
for Jim, and not for looms. Coming out
of the hot mill it was bitter cold She
drew her shawl over her head and hur-
ried away-not to the place she called
"home. " She scarcely knew where she
went. A hopeless despair weighed ON
her sensitive spirit Tears, unchecked
and UNDECIDED, dropped ~ she walked.
"Anywhere, anywhere. out OF the
world" would have been her exclama-
ton could she have expressed her deep
est wish. Suddenly she found herself on
the top Of the reservoir embanltment
The moon was shining upon the water.
which sparkled and shone with crys.
talline brilliance.
There's nowt left to live for, an
won't livel" and, casting her shawl
from her. she threw herself from the
embanlOnent There was sharp, ring
ing sound. The moon shone on and all
was still.
''Now, Aw wonder what's come out
about this money!" Thought Jim Sum-
ner ~ he struck the reservoir bank ON
his way from the station home. Folks
are fain to stay In toneet, Aw reckon.
AVN glad nob'y'll sec me till Awe
cleared myself clsarin IT is--and
what can tn masters ha' taken tn trou-
BILE to get my address fro mother-for
MODIFY else knew it--an telegraph for
me to come instantly, II it's not? My,
but tn frost has bin keen this two daysi
Anvil bet tn lodge'll BEAR SO saying,
he ran down and tried IL with his foot,
and, finding 1t safe, walked distance
on the margin.
fsxUhakt, tL.ko nz.,l
had stumbled over the prostrato form Of
q woman lying few feet from the em.
bankment The Ice was starred In every
direction where her head had struck it.
Poor wenchp' He turned her over, and
the moons light fell upon face he had
often kissed He reeled IN though he had
received the blow that made the blood
flow from that marble brow How cold
she WASH But she breathed. He picked
her up and carried her, no knew not
how, up the bank and away till he stag
gered into his mothers cottage.
Could she be In better hands2 Still
unconscious, but with signs Of returning
animation. he left her and hastened to
the mill. The lights still burned In the
Office. The masters were seated by the
fire. and In the background sat the mes
senger and Jabez Smethurst.
How dye do, James-you got our
wire?"
II did, sir, thank you.
Boy, tell US again what you told
this morning" Whereupon the penitent
lad, with fearful looks ut Jabez, told
how the overlooker had terrorized him
about small betting debts; how, ut his
instigation, he had obtained blank
check from the Office lad ut Bromley's;
how Jabez had filled 1t In, copying the
writing FROM another Of Bromley's
checks; how he had presented IL with
the rest ut the bank and got the cash.
The sequel was known and did not need
Jabez swore 1t was parcel
Of lies, but the boys evident sincerity,
revelations Of Jabez's bookmaking trans
actions and later Rachel's account Of her
rejection of his suit, and his subsequent
threats and persecution, convinced the
Of Smethurst's guilt. They siu-
ply discharged him and eased their con-
Sctousness Of Jim's overhasty Dismissal
by raising his salary to $3.50 yean
The folks who cheered n happy pair
and pelted them with rice did noteee a
scar on the brow Of the bride. for II was
covered by her bridal veil Bits.
Dean Stanley and His shirt Button.
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