Virginia gazette. [volume] (Williamsburg, Va.) 1893-192?, 1898-08-20

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brown cottages side by side an the hol-
low.
Then wimem don't feel Jest right,
said he rehechyely, thinking aloud,
as was his habit when alone. "There
hain't been no runnin' back n forth
n swapping things fer morn week;
when Miss Alvira comes after the milk
she hurries right home, an yeste day.
when Mis- Thompson hung out the
clothes n she was weedin' her DAT
fodils, they didn't scurcely speak; most
gently they'd a leaned on the gate AMI
talk halt an hour bout their posy beds.
There's something wrong. L don't
claim 70 he as KNOWN as some, be
continued, but Ireckon L can see day
light through a ladder. It's them cow
slips Each one thinks the others
been n picked nm, an don'tsee but
what Philsnder'n hev TO turn peace
maker.
This last remark struck Philander
as being very funny, and he laughed
so convulsively as 10 nearly roll Oft the
fence. He looked down at the little
brown houses and up at the clear blue
sky, but no plan calculated to adius;
this unsatisfactory state OF affairs
seemed to present itself.
"'Twon't 10 20 let um know't mis-
trust anything. nuther." said he. an
getting down on the other side OF tbs
fence he rested his elbows on the toy
board, and leaning lazily back sur
veyed the opposite landscape through
half closed eyes.
Here and there the sandy hillock'
were dotted with forget-me-nots an,
stunted blue violets. A belated ere,
benjamin" struggling from the brush
heap at Philander's feet, swayed light
ly to and fro in the morning breeze
The budding green of the naples la
soft and warm against the dark pine
beyond.
In a neighboring field man wa
busily engaged planting corn; crow
rising high in air from a gaunt birc
near Philander, winged its way acroS
the pasture and appeared to hover fc
moment over the head of the distaI
laborer. Just what this had to d
with the plot that seemed TO take il
slant form in Philander's dull brai
would be difficult to determine, but
the crow disappeared in the adjoinir
woods with hoarse "caw, cav" Phi
ander clapped his fat hands triur
phantly and exclaimed:
Good idea, Mr.. Grow, good idea
and thrusting his hands deep In Il
pockets OF his bagging trousers
slouched across the pasture In 4
direction of Mr.. Burt's cornfield WI
unusual alacrity.
Good morning, Mr.. Burt" sa
he, crawling cautiously through I
lowest gap in the barbed wire fenC
Good morning." returned n
Burt shortly, without looking up.
You're kinder rushin' busine
amt YEP" drawled Philander.
II don't expect to plant two acl
of corn alone without rushing; 1 ne'
accomplished much yet" = he "
going to say Topping round on fenc
but he thought better of it and s,
stituted ''lolling in the shade"
''Shoi" said Philander. bscs-cs
didn't know what else to say,
should think yo'd need some hell
''Need some help" repeated
Burt, angrily, didn't run all o.
town last night, and not q man to
found for love or money-and thu
not the worse of it, it'll rain Def
forty-eight hours; the wind roared
Black Mountain this morning, {
that sign never fails"
'sSho!" exclaimed Philandsr sy
pathetically. "I'd help We myself
hadn't got to go to town fer
Thompson an Elvira; they might