The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1903-08-20
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ehsir. his k.pd resting vessly 90 iis beck.
You kin tslk 10 ne iprsveer HI Csssson,
boat that sstes; bat u l bad atty springs
ls.ssa o nfiesn and the dry sesson lasted
tsel,e nontbs stead sif. 90, drip. not
. drop, 60. . sol,'ry drop, voold Mary
Loss cit from one ny utncbsa She's
20 iriend mios
She sur bics L .st. rotbst--- Clsu
sos choked u bic bolip-sa Her veettA
biss 10 eli dsyin up her bosrden 10 lesvin
90 every dosu stsst t-
| A faint red showed itself ondar Mrs
lCisvscn's dsrk. vriuhiei shio. SSe lover
I'd her brovs omitously.
Dyeh happen TO mind Mary Longs q
prophecyin tbs. I'd never DO better thso
pick up crooked stick 10 the mslriuon
ysi msfke,f
Cisvson hsd heud The report OF Mary
Longs speech on the occasion OF msny
family i,rs, yet the words never failed 10
make him vince. He set tosp. throsieg
one knee over the ether. Tben be GRO eed
bis wrists and let Lis head fall forward
humbiy.
Ivonlint lit 9 noeer Mrs Cisveon's
voice YES ~ solemn 90 the tollins OF .
belly for Mary Long ! wooldnt give her
cup tes II sbe come t.beggin 81 my
back door. No not not u even Bobbis
ct me TO
Bobbie vas their 500. and TO reiase spy
request OF bis was The fnsl test end tri
umph OF Mrs Clswson's will power.
| Cisvson's eyes followed bis wife - she
drew ups chsir end began 10 scrspe tbs
skins from the email, pink-brosp potstoes.
A look OF incred uli.y csme into bis patient
stare and rested there,
| After little while be said, still observ
ing hi, vile keenly. ! never koev you to
refuse Bobbie anything yet l bet II he'd
ssnt marry Mary Longs eurrl you'd
Bat be stopped speaking. silenced by
the glare from bis wife's dark eyes.
The hand holding the knife began 10
tremble.
You ought TO be ashamed o yourself sug
gestin secb . thing. Our Boi bic to mar
~ into that family. I'd rather he'd marry
% Ipjun from up the valley. Don't SET
there With that look on your isce - II you
blieved eech thing could happen.
She threw up bead st fi keeping her
eyes on her husband, meaning to look him
ont OF countensDee
His glance dropped. Don't lets qusrri,
mother Got nything Tor me to doP Got
plenty o wood in2
For moment she WAS silent. Her hus
band must not be permitted 10 imagine
that her indignation could be sppessed BY
auy .uah tr!aiog osertuFes.
Yes, she said, cutting Of the word 6erce
~. have got somelhin fer you to do
Strengthen up that trench where il mskes
the sharp turn mex Mary Longs field.
Well be irrigstin her coro patch frs thing
you know. She spoke .oontemp; uouely;
then she laughed, low and msliciously.
That dry trench hers With ouly foot or
Two OF solid ground between II end that
6ne little stream ofoars And some time,
father, between this IN bedtime. l want
you to take . stick snd and scratch two or
three channels down tow.wsrds the toms
toes. The other garden stuf 10 fairly grow
10 up ont Of swamp; but, somehow. the
tomatoes hss been forgot.
Clswson rose and slowly left the room.
While Mrs Olsweon prepared the noon
honr dinner she frequently psered up the
long slope leading from the kitchen porch.
Il vs. planted 10 methodicsl pstches OF
ssrden truck. Some Of the green clamps
bad on. grown their strength and could be
seen to sprawl, % II for support. over
smaller, stockier eroWths. Mrs Clswson's
gszs vas bounded by . hedge Of mspzsni
ts. whose smaller trunks and twisted
limbs showed . soft red. like dressed ced
Or. A vide ditch ran along the hedge,
the water turning near the group Of pines
snd hurrying down through the soutbwes
tern corner Of the Clswson ranch 10 the
creek,
When Mss ClsWson sew ber husband
bend to pick up % srmiul Of broken rock
she est down con,sntedly nesr the open
door, sbs brscsd the small. squsre coGeo
mill firmly between her knees spd turned
The handle With . fierce spirited move
nent.
Cisssop. dinnsr's ready | she called hsli
10 boar later.
AZ be vent along the path che pulled q
n the viihefed roses from the bushes
W ben she csme 10 The bsvbed wire fence q
he stood looking ont critically scross her
blishted cornfsld. Not .
,eslthy stalk 10 be seen soysbsre among
bose sickly plsnts, each ope shitsiius ior o
sstes. 81
The ditch 1ovei rather noisily st her q
EFT % trso along the steepest psft Of the Il
iii. Three hundred feet vett the creek
sns mo- icslIy 10 mt a d rosr d
Mrs Cisw,on's thin lips carved 10 > d
'o~Ossrd crescent
CisssoI she called sg.io. Bot be sss st
/ her side, snd followed hes heavily over =
be plsnk isii scross the trench. d
Wns,ever hes become Of that boy Of
'ur.. che ssii ID 'c,ionstsly. Took his b.
o,s snd HT book esrls this morning. %
'ni he'd be bark Of dinner time. sure, 10
Veil. Ci,ssor. bos'd you cit slons With O
be uorti She turned . Suspicious eye Of
o her hssbsr1. 10
,ishiened the vail. be replied meetIy. %
They walked along silen,ly to the kiteh
o door. Ma CIsrson sent 90. soirs u