Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1903-09-10


farm, house and all, to her husband
Her mouth fell open; she scarcely nj
lowed herself to breathe. Then. NJ
Bishop paused, her husbands voice
struck dumb dismay to her heat. u
vas as II she was falling from glowing
hope back 10 tasted despair.
"Thar's more land in that farm an
! could do jestice 10. Mr.. Bishop, but
ef thar's a good cabin on II an you SEQ
fit to cut off enough fer me an ore
boss I'd jest as soon tend that az this
heer want to do what YOU an Aler
think is best all round"
"Oh, Pole, Pole," The woman was
crying It to herself. her face lowered 70
her hands that the two men might not
see the agony written in her eyes. A
house like that TO live in, with all
those rooms and fireplaces and win
dows with panes Of glass in them! She
fancied she saw her children playing
on the tight. smooth floors and ON the
honeysuckled porch. For one minute
these things had been hers, TO be
snatched away by the callous inLifrSr-
ence of her husband. who. alas. had
never cared straw for appearances!
"Oh, wasn't thinkin' about rcntia'
II TO you!" said Bishop. And the wo.
mans dream was over. She raised her
head, awake again. "You see," went
on Bishop. still struggling for proper
expression. ALAN thinks well, ho
thinks you are sech a born fool about
not acceptin' help from them that feels
nigh TO you an, may as well say,
grateful, exceedingly grateful fer what
you've done. things that no other livin'
man could "a done-Alan thinks you
ort to have the farm fer yore own prop
erty, an so the deeds has been made
out to-
Pole drew himself up to his fuIi
height. His big face was flushed half
with anger, half with a strong emotion
Of tenderer kind. He stood towering
over the old man like giant swayfd
by the warning winds of good and evil.
Il won't heer word more OF that,
Mr.. Bishop" he said, with a quiyering
lip-"not word more. By golly, |
mean what say! don't wan to heer
another word OF II. This hear place Is
good enough fer me an my family.
It's done eight yeer an It kin do an
other eight"
"Oh, Pole, Pole, Pole" The wom-
ans cry was now audible. II came
straight from her pent up. starving
soul and went right to Bishops heart.
You want the place, don't you, Sal
ly?' he said, calling her by her given
name for the first time, as II he had
just discovered their kinship lie could
not have used tenderer tone to child
of his own.
Mind, mind what you say, Sally!"
ordered Pole from the depths of Ills
fighting emotion. Mind what yon
say!"
The woman looked at Bishop. Her
glance was on fire.
Yes, | want i'll want it," she cried.
Il amt goin' to lie. want il more
right now than | do the kingdom OF
heaven. | want IL ef We have a right
to II. Oh. l don't KNOW" She dropped
her head in her lap and began to sob.
Bishop stood up. He moved toward
her in a ierky fashion and laid his
hand on the pitifully tight knot of hair
at the back of her head.
We'll. it's yores," he said Alan
thought Pole would raise kick about
It, an me an him had 1t made out in
yore name, so he couldn't fetch 1t.
It's yores, Sally Ann Baker. That's
the way it reads"
The woman's sobs increased, hut
they were sobs of unbridled joy. With
her apron to her eyes she rose and
hurried into the house.
The eyes of the two men met. Bishop
spoke first:
You've got to give in, Pole" he said
You'd not he man to stand betwixt
yore wife an a thing she wants as bad
as she does that place, an by all that's
good an holy, you sha'n't!"
What's the use o. me tryin' to git
even with Alan" Pole exclaimed, "ef
he's eternally a-goin to git up some'n I?
I've been tickled to death ever since
cornered old Craig till now, but you
an him has spilled it all by this heer
trick, II amt fair to me-"
well, it's done" smiled the old man
rs he went to his horse, AN ef you
don't live thar with Sally I'll make er
git a divorce"
Bishop had reached a little pigpen
in fence corner farther along on his
way home when Mrs. Baker suddenly
emerged from a patch Of high corn In
front of him.
"Is he a-goin' to take It, Mr.. Bish-
OPP" she asked, painting from her hur-
ried walk through the corn that hid
her from the view Of the cabin.
Yes" Bishop told her. "Pm a-goin'
TO send two wagons over in the morn
in to move yore things. | wish II was
ten times as good a place as 1t is, but
it will insure you an the children q
Twin an comfortable home"
After the manner of many of her
kind the woman uttered no words OF
thanks lint simDly turned hack into the