The Farmington times and herald. (Farmington, St. Francois Co., Mo.) 1902-1905, 1903-02-05

III but I'll put you on nnch'
Harry. There's n loaf OF
bread that is bread; faint made out |
Of flour that's been paytcnlcd an pro
cessed I'll TIERS no heart left in IT.
ITS made out of wheat that grew over
there on the south slope, an ripcncd
up 10 the long August days, when the
sun lay on it from rise I'll set; Miller
Davis ground it into flour, just as he's
been dom for forty year; guess he
knows how. pcrss made the bread
with good, rich milk emylings. o,
you needn't laugh, young man; I've
ct your raised an a'ratcd city bread
brcndl I'd as lives eat the pctrilicd
froth off vanity. There's butter fit
to 90 with ii.
"Ycs, Euttcrcup gives the milk, an
colored il with the yallcr flowers in
the paNcr; don't need any bottle
culorn. know you'll like this, it's
daudclion honey. Now I'll got you
some cold billed ham, an some milk -
Harry Coleman walchdc aud smiled
a, hc listened to hi, uncle, comments.
"Now SET right up, Harry, wen
talk whilst You cat
IL SAW Miny, yesterday, said IIar.
rs, watching his uncle intcnlly. An
instantaneous change swept through
Daniel Willing; jaws, shoulders,
elbows, knees, in fact his whole frame,
settled into rigid right angles; the
clear, blue eyes that a moment brtor,
were lwinkliug with good humor re-,
treated under their shaggy hrows; tn,
lips that had been Overlooking will
hospitality were compressed until moi
line Of color wa, visible, and thu
thrcc.d days, growth OF slnbby, white
bacrd gl,tcncd like points of stcc
over the mddN, sun Drowned checks
Harry continued, rs il he had no
noticed the change.
"rhc city doe, not agree will
George, aud they are coming back Il
the farm 10 live; they will move ncN
week. You will surely see Miny an,
her boy, uncle; you know they namc'
him for Daniel willing
"Ir,, an tackled II Copeland ont
it, an no son OF grandson OF old II
Copeland ever sets foot in TIN
house.
"l.illlc Daniel is every inch a vii
ling; he is like You in looks AM
actions, though he Ia, his mother
hair and eyes; do you remember ho'
little Miny's head looked when sh
was chiid?N
"Rcmcmbcr, My only chId's ont
child" lie Trang TO his feet an
paced the room, with heels pounding
heavily at every step. "Shc wan
six months old when her mother al
father died; Pcrsi, an | brought he
up rs if she was our own. Such
sickly, frclty baby! | walked the floor
night after nigt, with her in my arms
Forget how she looked | can see th
blue veins crinklin' roun' her temple
now, an the shiny, golden hair, i
little fuzzy curls all over her head
She mad such pretty, gentle ways, an
sweet voice. l've never heard anolhc
child's voice like hers
His own voice. hard and rasping n
first. became pathclicalIy tender will
the last words.
"I.ittlc Daniel is like her, onl
more sturdy and rcSolutc; you coul
let her and little Daniel come TO SC
YOU aud Aunt Pcrsis, cvcn--'
"Nover! Miny's Il Copeland now
an her boys Copeland; she mad
her choice, I'll make her stick 10 il
tell you once more that no Copc!an
ever walks through my door"
"l!iram Copeland is dead; VIII
cannot you let the old trouble die too
You are making Aunt Persis and Miny
yes, and yourself, unhappy
There was no reply, but the angr
footsteps quickcncd little,
"Such unhappincSs over little b
of land, six feet wide, - Harry col
iiuued, scorniu!ly,
"Six foot an half, an forty 10
long; an it's mine by right an titl'
even if that fool Judge did give it
Hi COPELAND, an I'm goin' 10 have /
too
1T makes me think of two me
who went TO law over little cal
Before they were through with I'll
case, the lawyers swallowed bot
men, herds, aud the courts NOR
gagged their farms
"Ain't no comparison. do va
mean to compare poor, perlshil
dumb critier to n piece of good, CT
durin' land, that can be handed dow
from one zen ration TO anothcrP o.
HI got that land that rightly belong
to me, but he bad TO put mortgnl
on the whole farm TO pay his lawyer
an I,ye got the mortgage nov
Neither inl'rest nor principaIs bee
paid; it'll be. in my hands befo
long"
.'Will Mlny and her boy then
without home?'
"Hi Copeiand's leavin's will
without home,H said the old ma
with much satisfaction.
Harry Coleman rose, inpatient.
from the table.
..rm sorry Aunt Persis Is not
home. won't be able to come aga
until your golden wedding. What
he exast datep"