The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-02-03

the old woman, VINO salu, WIFI hush
laugh, lingering them eagerly:
$50 he's fetchin things ter You err
ready, agh? / met him in the road; had
er nice dish er chat with him, too,
though he was in sech er hurry. Now,
you listen at me, Magnolyer, jest you
mind me. an you kin marry Ben Top
mark an be as big er dog as any er the
big dogs.
Magnolia flung her arms above her
head, with quick shiver.
"Iwoon't have heem, she said duly.
at woouldn't-no, not for nurthin.
All I wants er heem is-murney.
woouldn't stand heem er ya-air fer all
hee's rot. IL hate heem, do-ef-
eff he stays Jest err leetle while"
"You air err big fool" Mrs Annis
said roughly, "all on account er Noch,
an, though he is all the child I've got,
I'm bound ter say he is no account
wusser'n no account. Besides you jest
as well see. fust as last, he wont new
er marry you, not eff you git your full
rights an money besides. F"
rt-the-chile-th leetle
unp' Magnolia gasped, her mouth gath
ering whiteness. "He-he CANT deny
1.-THE pore leetle un. It's 3 year ole
now. Eff Jest had it an Noch-an-
an we had er place whar nobody know
ed''-
"Shet upr' Mrs. Annis commanded.
"Gal, femme tell you somethin. Noch's
like all the rest CT men-crazy fer what
ne amt got Now he's plumb distracted
arfter Betty Hinsley. He'll git her too
Now Hinsley's done gone ter Jail, Bet
tvs free as any on us.
81 mought as well be dead, then, "
Magnolia said passionately, dropping
into chair and breaking into dry sobs.
But in little her eyes went back to the
gay ribbon. She got up and began to tie
it about her round waist. Then she
draped the kerchief over her shoulders
and smiled to see how ivory fair her
long throat showed in contrast. When
her dusky hair had been piled high ON
her head, she surveyed herself in the old
clocks looking glass face and said, still
smiling:
II would look right fine eff had fine
clothes all the time. 2"
eyes, an mean ter see that you git
um, - Mrs Annis, added with her most
energetic nod.
A very wise man has said there is no
such thing as trife. And myriad hu-
man beings will echo the saying when
they cast back to crucial minutes and
note whereupon they hinged. IL only
Nam Liza had not been at perpetual
feud with Luce Allen, Miss Winfield and
her mother might have postponed if not
wholly escaped a very bad quarter of an
hour. Luce was the foremost of the
black passersby who came upon Jack
and Rob. She had seen enough TO make
her smile, thrust her tongue in the check
and resolve TO 90 TO Mrs. Winfield S
bright and early next morning. Besides
born gossip's relish for things of ac-
count she knew she could give herself
the double satisfaction of revenge upon
Nam Liza and Of getting even with
Mrs. Winfield for more than one grudge
kept this long time in mind.
Yet her face was pattern of demure
and ebon innocence when she came ask
ing if Miss Alice and Miss Sairey could
not be persuaded to undertake making
her new black calico against an occa-
sion of combined funerals soon to come
off at Boiling Spring church. They
agreed readily, and throughout the time
of cutting and fitting Luce let her tongue
run TO such purpose that she left them
both upon the verge of stormy tears.
That was not surprising il you con-
slider that Miss Winfold' s world thought
her as tender hearted as she was admit
rable. Her mother said indeed she didn' Z
see how dear Alice got along even as
we'll as she did, so sensitive as she was.
Why, the least little trouble coming to
anybody made her cry half q day.
Brother even noticed it and was mighty
careful Of what he told her, and when
it came to conscience, "Oh, my, eff Alice
thought anybody, no matter who Ell
what they might be. had injestice done
'em, most of all by anybody that was
anything ter her, why, do believe
Alice would go almost out of her mind. u
Assuredly Miss Alice had fountain
of ready tears. They flowed freely as
she said, looking after the vanishing
black woman:
"Mommer, what makes you stare al
me that wayP God knows wish could
say don't believe anything, but l do.
just know, in fact, Luce told the
truth.
Mrs. Winfold's heels beat a rataplar
on the floor 1t was full half minute
indeed, before she gathered voice to say
''It amt, it can't, it shan't, be so
The idear, brother goin ter court thai
little upstart mink, that limb, thai
vixen, Rob McGregor, an Jack Talbot
engaged ter her an huggin her in thu
face of daylight an everybody Eff then
things can be, CANT no longer believe
in Providence. Poor Mrs. Talbot
know she'd heap ruther see Jack dead
as I'd ruther see brother"-
''Do shut up, can't you? I'm sick al
tired of all you can say about anythingp
Alice interrupted irritably. "Let m
get my head clear. must think hard