The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1901-09-12
lyT HAT Mr.. Timothy Burt
refuses to give a cent to
the new hospital, for all
1,;e 1roc1<h ho ic potl,ipu


the new hospital, for all
his wealth, he Is nothing
but skinflint."
It was said in New York car by a
LADY dressed as only American ladies
can dress; she was so fine in her
sumner masrificence that she quite
soyershadowed g little nonentity Of q
woman squeezed into the corner.
That little body was elderly AID
0ld-maidish. just the sort Of person
to- be squeezed into corners on every
occasion. Her eyes-if any one had
fAken the trouble to look at them
wefe younger than the rest Of her;
they swere quick-moving and change
fnl and soft.
Elderly though she was, she had
not reached the dead level Of resig-
nation that Is like the Slough Of
3 sDespond. She had little pride still
left, and such a longing to return ~
her native land that the pain Of 1t
kept her living soul. and not
mere mechanical drudge.
ssWhy not try Mrs Timothy" sug-
Sested the friend Of the aggrieved
LADY, perhaps she is almoner!"
doubt It," answered the other
dryly; there are two OF one mind in
that house.
The shabby little woman smiled to
herself, knowing that Tim Burt had
been gifted with a saving knowledge
sfrom his youth up. Yet the fancy
seized her to try and win from him
what the others could not. The thing
would be a triumph, besides
stopping the car she got out, and
made her way tc q gay furniture store
where there were mirrors in the win
dow, and gazed intently at her re-
: fiected face. She thought 1t looked
palmer than usual, So with an anxious
touch she preened herself, and the
passers-by saw more humor In her
actions than she did herself.
s.He viii never know me again.
she decided; "never-after thirty
years. would not risk it other
wise
Arrived at his offices she boldly
9 asked to see the great man, and there
WAS something SO determined about
her that the clerk did not notice her
shabby appearance, and showed her
straight in.
"a lady to see you, sir"
This was merely official politeness,
Tor she was only q homely, quaint
body with eyes softer than her
fongue. At the moment Of entering
she could see nothing but the money
sspinner's bald head, for he was bus
ilz writing. She did not speak, anu
presently he looked up. She was
Egcomforted to see only blank inquiry
and no recognition.
$50 am come to know If you VIII
eiYe a trife towards the building OF
the new hospital. More money is
wanted to finish it, and If yos-'
Her speech was correct, bus not
thatof an educated person. and ne
cut her impatiently short.
. nI have already refused to con-
tribute anything" he answered.
curtly. "I look upon the place as a
nuisance, and much object to its being
SO near
His hardness made her throw pru-
dence to the winds. She went close
and looked him full tn the face.
u.sTim Burt! Tim Burt! Can't you
krs agone, when the harse
ZEE, breaking lag; an
It Farmer Jarge's fat beast
led zee so turrible bad, that
ilied out with the anguish for
aftee?- If anyone had told
sse tnen that you would live to have
no pity for poor mortals IN PAIN,
.you,d had toused them well for 1t
you would"
To his bewildered senses the &C
customed room seemed to fade away
and become lost in pleasant uplands
with brilliant patches OF blueoells
among the thin feathered grass. He
could hear the gentle munching OF
the sheep-the tinkle Of their bells;
he could smell the salt breath OF the
sea which made the breeze so health
giving. Nay, more; there was a lad
he seemed to see, light OF heart, 60
ing whistling to his work in the hope
and freshness Of early morning. Such
q remembrance made him feel old
and weary, so he turned angrily upon
the woman.
aAnd who may you be, I should
5 Ike to know? There is no reason
because you happen to come from
the old place. that I"
He broke of, scanning her uneasily
from head to foot.
81 have not the least recollection
Of you. 1t is not possible that you
can be"
- He paused again, conscious of his
folly in mentioning names; but she
Z read his unspoken fear easily, and the
pride that was in her leapt to arms.
$50 you think I'm Lucy Derriman!
las though she would demean herself
by intruding upon you here! Surely
you can mind Of Martha?"
There was defiance about her as
) he looked her up and down. this time
with obvious relief, being long past
fhe time when the temperance OF
an old sweetheart could mean any
thing but annoyance.
! 81 see now you are Martha right
enough" he answered slowly; you
4vere always harder-featured than
icy. Folks did say as you took
i'm and left the cream for her.
see tits Martha right enough
thoughtful resig-
for she had surprised the We
thirty years clean off him!
had both sprung from a
is giveh to speaking
personal appearance.
he said a little more
I'D tell me how you came
Sc parts"