The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1900-01-23

of it, Then look of intelligence, albeit
half aggressive, came to his face.
"Wl,.er beest tina goin?" he said.
Something in his voice struck Sadie
like vague echo. Perhaps it was only
the queer dialect or some resemblance
to his granddaughter voice. She look
ed at him little more closely as she
said:
''To the Priory."
"Whaat?"
She pointed with her parasol to the
gray pile in the distance 1t was posi-
BILE that this demented peasant didn't
even understand English.
''The hall? Oh, aye!" Suddenly his
brows knit ominously as he faced her.
"An wassist tina doin dresst COP in
this foinery? Wheer gettest thee that
goawn? Thissen, or thy maester
Nowt, even a n'apron, fit for thy wark
as maid at serviss, an parson a-gettin
tina place at hall So thou'lt be high
an mcity will tina! Thou'lt not walk
wi maids, but trapse by this sen like
slut in the toon-dang thai
IL WAS pain W 0du10 GudU
the old man in his wandering percep
ton had mistaken her for his grand
daughter in service at the Priory, there
was still enough rudeness in his speech
for her to have resented it. But, strange
to say, there was kind of authority
in it that touched her with an uneasi
ness and repulsion that were stronger
than any other feeling. II think you
have mistaken ne for some one else, :"
she said hurriedly, yet wondering why
she had admitted it, and even irritated
at the admission. II am a stranger
here, a visitor at the Priory. l called
with Miss .Amelyn at your cottage and
saw your other granddaughter. That's
how ] knew your name. y
The old mans face changed. A sad,
senile smile of hopeless bewilderment
crept into his hard mouth. He plucked
his limp cap from his head and let it
hang submissively in his fingers as if it
We're his sole apology. Then he tried to
straighten himself and said: NAV
ofiins, miss, nav offins If tina knaws
mea, tina II knaw I'm Granddaughter to
two gals as moight be tina owern age.
Tha'l II tell ee that old Debs at haaty
| years as warized an nivver lost a day
as man or boy; has nivver coome oopea
'em for ha porth. An ell keap out O.
warkus till o doy. An 'e's put bye now
| to 10y wi his own feythers in Lank-
sheer, an not liggen aloane il, parsons
| choorchyard.
| It was part of her uneasiness that,
scarcely understanding nor, indeed,
/ feeling any interest in these maunder-
/ ing details, she still seemed to have an
| odd comprehension of his character and
| some reminiscent knowledge of him, as
if she We're going through the repeti-
ton of some unpleasant dream. Even
his wrinkled face was becoming famil-
lar to her. Some weird attraction was
holding her. She wanted to get away
from it as much as she wanted to an
alyze it. She glanced ostentatiously at
the sky, prepared to open her parasol.
and began to edge cautiously away.
'sThen tina beant from these pearts?''
he said suddenly.
| No, no, she said quickly and en-
phatically-' no; I'm an American"
The old man started and moved to-
ward her eagerly, his keen eyes break
ing through the film that at times OBJ
scured them. ''Merrikanl Tha baist
Merriam? eThen tina knaws ma son
John. E war nowt but BARN when
brother Dick took un to Merriky. Nav
Now, that wor 80 years sen-nivel
wroate to his old fey ther-n iver coomed
back. e wor tall-loike an thea said e
feavored mea. He stopped, threw III
his head and with his skinny fingers
drew back his long, struggling locks
from his sunken cheeks and stared il
her face. The quick transition of fas
cination, repulsion, shock and indie
Unable apprehension made her laugh
HISTORICALLY. To her terror, he joined
in it and eagerly clasped her wrists
"Eh, lass, tina knaws John-tha coome
: from un to old grandfey Their! Who-rr-u
Fay, but tina tho't to fool mea, did tina
: lass? Whoy, knoawed tina voice, TO
, a. tina foine peacock feathers. So tina b
John s CELL COON from A1neriky! Dear
> dear! Coon neaur, lass! Let's Sc
l what tina IS loike. Eh-but thou 1t kis
!, tina grandfeyt her sewerely?"
A wild terror and underlined conste1
e nation had completely overpowered hel
3 But she made desperate effort to fire
3 her wrists and burst out madly:
, Let me go! How dare you I don
= know you or yours. I am nothing
you or your kin! My name is Des
t borough Do you understand? D
d you hear me, Mr. Debs-Desboroug :?
: $50 thou'lt call thissen Desborougl
d wilt tina? Let me tell tina, then, thu
S sDebs, 'Debban, 'Debbrook' and De-
Q borough are all the seame! Aye, th
y feyther and thy feyther's feythel
: Thou'lt be q Desborough, will tina
e Dang tina! And look doom on tina Xxi
It and dress thissen in silks O. shame
s Tell zee thou TT an ass, gell! Don t til
Q hear? An ass For all tina bean John
If bairn An ass That $ what tina beest
e ITo RE Continued