Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1903-10-15

h.r EHnLS that the two men might not
soc the II org written III her eyes. A
housc liko that TO live in. with all
those ronNs and tr"places and win.
dpws with psnos of glass in thom She
fancicd she saw her children playing
on the tight. smooth foes and on the
honcysuckled porch. For one minute
these things had been hers, to he
snatchcd away by the callous indiffcr-
cncc Of hnr husband. who. alas, had
never cared straw for appearances.
"Oh. wasn't thinkin' about rentin'
it 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. he
thinks Won are soch a born fool about
not accrptin' help from them that feels
nigh to you an, | may as we'll say,
grateful. exceedingly grateful. fer what
you've dane. things that no other livin'
man could "A donc-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 full
height His big face was flushed. half
with anger. half with strong emotion
of tpnderor kind. He stood towering
over the old man like giant swayed
by the warning winds of good and evil.
81 won't hcpr word more of that,
Mr.. bishop" he said, with a quivering
liD--"not word more. By golly. |
mean what say. l don't want to heer
another word of it. This heer 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 1t 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 if he had
just discovered their kinShip. He could
not have used a tenderer tone to child
of his own.
"Mind. mind what you say. Sally"
ordered Pole from the depths of his
fighting emotion. Mind what you
say"
The woman looked at Bishop Her
glance was on fire.
yes. | want i'll want it." she cried.
81 amt goin' to lie. want it more
right now than | do the kingdom of
heaven. | want it ef we have Il right
to 1t. Oh. | don't know" She dropped
10, hor In tn sol
Bishop stood up. He moved toward
her in a ierky fashion and laid his
hand on the pitifully tight knot of ha ir
al the back of her head.
"Well, it's yores," he said. ALAN
thought Pole would raise kick about
it, an me an him had it made on,
in wore name so he couldn't fetch it
It's yores, Sally Ann Baker. That's
the way it reads"
The woman's sobs increased, but
they were sobs of unbridled JOY. Witt
her apron to her eyes she rose and hur
ried into the house.
The eyes of the two men met. Bishop
spoke first:
"You'vc got to give in. Pole" he said
YOU'D not be man to stand betwix
yore wife an thing she wants as baC
as she does that place, an by all that's
good an holy, you shan't"
WHAT'S the use O me tryn' to ri
even with Alan,' Pole exclaimed, "e
; he's eternally a-goin' to git up some'n
I've been tickled to death ever since
cornered old Craig till now, but yor
an him has spilled it all by this hee
trick. Ii amt fair to me-
"Well, it's done" smiled the old MAJ
as he went to his horse, AN eff yo'
t don't live thar with Sally I'll make e
3 git divorce"
Bishop had reached a little pigpe
in a fence corner farther along on hi
way home when Mrs. Baker SUDDEN
g emerged from a patch of high corn i
q front of him.
as he gem to take it, Mr.. Bishop
Il she asked, painting from her hurrie
: walk through the corn that hid h,
. from the view of the cabin.
o Yes" Bishop told her. I'm a-goiI
. to send two wagons over in the nor
:. in to move yore things, wish it wa
ten times as good a place as it is bl
= it will insure you an the children
Twin an comfortable home"
q After the manner of many of h.
Il kind, the woman uttered no words
thanks, but simply turned back into Il
!, corn, and, occupied with her own vsiC
y of prosperity and choking with gra,
!, tude, she hurried back TO the cabin.