The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1904-09-23
The Substitute
Blu WILL N. HARBEN,
Author Of "hbner Daniel" Tho Land OF
tho Changing Sum-" Tho North
Walk Nustsrp," Etc.
Coprtoht, 1905, by Harper d Brothers
Continued from Bird page.)

the thieves that shot you, but Mr..
Hanks told me that nobody had claim
ed the reward he'd offered an that II
was believed the men had got clean
OF out o. reach. No, 1t wasn't that
an what Mr.. Hillyer did go fer is
mystery to me-"
George fancied he had the key to the
matter, but he did not feel at liberty
to disclose It, so he made no reply. |
Poor fellow" he said to himself. lie |
has gone to see Mrs Hambright to |
confess what he has been doing in re-
gard to her supposed pension
pore boy" Mrs. Hillyer went on
sympathetically, II reckon you've got
enough troubles O. yore own without
me pushin' mine on you but you man
age never to show yore'n.'
I'VE all have then," said Buckley
philosophically. II try to remember
that and put up with mine
The woman sighed. "An' through all
this last affair you hain't mentioned
one person that's been on yore mind
constant George. 1 know you been
thinkin' about 'er, fer when you was
delirious the other night her name was
on yore lips all the time. set thar at
the window, my boy, an had the hard
est cry l ever had in my life. jest
wish she could "a come In the room
an overheard all you said. George,
you must "a been dreamin' that you n
her was fetched together, fer l never
y. al mENoudaaSsuahss"Tsse Set up once an
put yore feet on the floor, an held out
yore arms an called to 'cr"
"I did have n dream of that kind"
Buckley admitted under his breath.
He was silent for moment, and then
he went on: "It was the most wonder.
full thing l ever experienced 1t seem
ed so real. thought was lying help
less out In the sunshine and that she
came to me across meadOw-an end.
less meadow covered with fragrant
flowers. 1 thought her hands and arms
were full Of them and that she came to
me laughing, singing dancing. She
seemed to have on the dress that she
wore that night in Atlanta, though her
hair was down and blown about by the
wind. I thought she threw the flowers
over me and held out her hands to
II tnougnt / KISSED 'ner aYSu that we
stood alone in oil the. world-just she
and I. seemed to be unable to speak,
but she told me that we were never,
never to be parted. Then l thought
something struck me like n stone in the
forehead, and 1t began to grow dark
and she vanished. 1t was twinge in
my wound that walked me-"
What a purity dream"' said Mrs.
Hillyer musingly. AN it seems to
me that this life-or the future one
ought to be like that-be Jest what q
body would want 1t, 1 mean. 1t looks
like shame fer you to be tantalized
that away, though, at sech q time. /
reckon you heard the Cranstons was
mo; didn't know It," replied Buck
ley. when did they Gomez"
DAY before yesterday. They want
ed to be here when the New York doc
Tor come. He got here, Mrs. Dugan
says, on this mornn's train an went
straight to the house. / aXed 'er what
ne thought allied the major, but she
hadn't heard the last time / seed her.
She'll git the news as soon as the fami-
ly does, you kin bank on that, an she'll
retch 1t In to me. She always told me
every pie she picks up. She says
Lydia made 'em come home when they
Old. They was right in the middle Of
a whole lot O lunches an tea parties
In the'r honor down thar, an Mrs
Cranston, 1t seems, was in fer stayin'
over an gittin' the majors health re-
port by mail, but Lydia said no, Stree
1t was her daddy, an she wasn't ago
In to stay away from i'm q minute at
seen time. even ef lie did say they
wasn't necessary. SO slc busted TN
the picnic, an Is thar With the old
white head now. / never seed such
devotion, an that accounts fer tic way
she's treated you. George"
yes, she's devoted daughter"
Buckley agreed, "and he has been very
much opposed toto our friendship"
"stll, I'm puzzled about the way
she's doin' right now," said Mrs. Hill |
yer. with a thoughtful frown. ever
since you was laid up here I've been
lookin fer some'n' from her. She |
haint the woman, 1 tell you, to be |
quiet at sech time At fust, while
she was still in Atlanta I lowed she
simply hadn't heard about the shootin'
an when she got back thought shore
shed write or call to AK about Won.
but not word or line has come. an
hardIy know what to think about IL"
There is one thing which would ex-
plain It," said Buckley, and the OBJ
servant woman saw his tense Inns
twitching. "She may be engaged to
Telfare, an he may have asked her
Tot to communicate with me. If-if
he has promised to marry him, she
would respect his wishes. She's that
Ind OF woman"