The progressive farmer. [volume] (Winston, N.C.) 1886-1904, 1900-04-10

Aunt Pcue's voice was doubtless
sharper than than she intended, bus
Oh. the child was such O trial.
atBuried in q book, know" she Coz
timed. .sTf Archibald only would
forbid il, or at least insist that It be
taken in moderate doses. The
child will he ruined if this goes on
She ia not q for anything now but Co
dream. g books, books. from morn
ing till night. E jsabethi Elizabeth
Eyes, ma'sm, auntie. l hear"
"WeII, do come, if you ere ever
comipgl Here's this hank to hold. fo'
I must finish the wristIets for Major
Dotham. Do you think, now, you a
hold il it without letting it slipf" she
added, az e z 10eth, her hair tum0leo,
her dress awry, g book between her
fingers, came into the room.
The child-she was only IL raised
her gray eyes quickly to her aunt's face
There was q hurt expression In them.
"Oh sunt, you know I CAM" n
the hurt was in her voice, too
mo" esid Aunt Prue-and there
was sssuredly no reason for her to Fay
it as though she had just taken a eip
ont Of the vinegar bottle-''no; / don't
know any such thing. I'll have TO
wait and see first il you can do any
thing but dresm and read books. What
are you good for, anyhow, childH"
'NGood for no hing, spoke Margaret,
her growp-up sister, with a laugh.
Isn't it go, Betsy Best Come, now,
tell 10 Of anything you have done since
those last books came TO the housel'
Margaret" said e. .besh, slowly
and with dignity. II take note OF
more than you think. Hove the books
dearly, I will edmit, and I do epend
much time reaoinR them, but I hope
I'm good for something" and her eyes
filed.
Just then there vas a stir in the
yard below. Margaret craned her necE
out OF the window.
"Oh, there ia the Major now, anC
neither father nor Anthony at home
Unjust go and call one Of the negroes
TO take bis horse"
In q little while she came, back AND
with her the M4jDr. He had pinned a
Ciuster Of Cherokee roses upon the
lapel OF bis coat, but outside of this
his attire was neither fresh nor in or
der, certainly not that of a gentleman
who had prepared himself to dine with
ladies. He had ridden hard. for the
mud was not only over his riding boote.
but alsO on his clothes and even on the
ribbon bow that tied his cue. His face
had a worn and anxious expression.
which Mrs Prudence Ashley was quick
to note.
Il fear you bring bDd news" she
said. What OF the I0diansF"
He took the chair Margaret placed
before replying!
Things look we'll, so far ga we can
see. but | fear me to rust. You know
the Yamassee character. Like tbe
9licksand, 1t is treacherous. 1 have
been on the ride Bll the morning. bul
though things seem quiet, l can't gel
the assured fet ling would like"
But surely tn y will abide by the
treaty. They have promised to let the
whites alone 10 consideration Of the
concessions that have been made.n
III remaiOs to be seen il thew will
fear the governor himself ia uneesv
wouldn't be surpr s9d to hear at an1
moment that the Iodians were in ~
midst OF another uprising"
'"Oa, MajlT II, don't even suggest mn
thing so horrible, and to-morro,
EIster Sunday, too" pleaded Msrpare,
ION, l wonder what dear OLD Dr.. RI
sey would do if the Indians sbou1
ruth in upon Us while we were at RI
R~ervIceti"
"FIghIi' qliekly replied the Mai,
fight, ana quite as well as he go
preach. But what has quoted our mon
over theFe9' his eyes turning for III
FIRST time to E zaoeth.
''Ol, she's buslly contemplating h
question as 60 whether she is real Y ,
any good in the world saw as a dc
vourer of vic usls and of books"
Mics Margaret
faere was real Bebuke in the oI