Mower County transcript., 1904-08-31
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Il was all eotn' to be over, bot /

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|lHilfyssss Buckiey dissnounted and
[|spoaSpg / g =, his employer BIS arm through
NV al didn't see Williams?" iii
ssaes j. SAN him and had a long. talk
with him. He sale" you were the best
man he had eversaknown III his life
and that he'd rather die than harm you
in any way BE would have come to
see you he said, but he thought you
might not wAnt to be reminded Of the
/ past. He actually cried when I: told
him Of your sufferings. He said; it was
your influence that had made him try
to lead a better life. He, said his
protection of you, in that case was
+ the zone thing In all i. his life that he
was proud Of. He declared he would
do it. over again. He's got into some
new ESreligion. -, 1 don't know. what ut
lis, butEit; is. not exactly orthodox.s He
says It would have been wrong to pun
as much as you did that act, and that
he was glad he yielded to the impulse
to help you.'
"Oh, George, you don't mean
A great sob rose in Hillyer's breast
and burst;;ss his red eyes were ful]ll#.:to'f. .:t'f.
[[s.;,He says lie ia3 proud of5 what 5hezZdid:
||ssto, save from firtIler trouble, =
George went on tenderly. fHe says:if
gov had gone to prison for life ii would
fahave wrecked your career; but that his
testimony spared you to go on better
ing the world. He's heard a lot about
you. ne says sShe runs across somebody
every daygthat you've helped in one
way ana another, and when I came
| right out and told him-yes, told him
how near was to the brink not long
ago and howhfayou savedf1ne--when he
heard that he $actually sobbedz dzandSsaid
Bully old man; bully, bully old mani"
rgIhea merchant, capght the, 4aane of
lthe horse ~inxlis qutyertngs HngersS and
leaned forward till his face touched
the neck of the animal.
tt5Iod's good, George; God 'ss good."',I
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Buckley put his arm on the old mans
shoulder caressingly.
"Now get on the horse and ride
home" he said. II want to stretch
my legs. They are stiff"
s----..No!''e -No!'' HIlyer looked up, his face
radiant. ''You ride. want to go back
in the woods an pray an shout. l
don't want to go home now. I want
to thank my Maker. I may not come
to dinner I'll fast. May God bless
you, my boy!"
George mounted the horse, and as he
rode away he saw the old man plunge
into the woods at the roadside, his
hands clasped before him, his lips in
motion.
Buckley did not see his employer
again until about 2 O'clock in the aft
ernoon. Then he came in slowly and
sank into his chair at his desk and
took up the letters George had left
there for him. There was q general
droop of dependency on him, and he
handled the letters with listless mat.
tentiOn.
"Wheat's still a-climbin'," he said, a
little note of qualification in his voice
as he allowed thin market report to
futter from his hand to a wastebas-
ket. "1'm glad O. that, George, fer it
backs yore judgment. I wonder what
FAenner thinks now"
Both he and Hanks are urging me
to get you to SELL" replied the young
man.
"Well, you kin bet I won't till you
tell me to on yore Judgment"
"Well, can't do that yet, Mr.. Hill
yer"
Then George saw the old man push
back the letters on his desk, half of
which he had not opened, and a, low,
sif1ed groan escaped his lips. Buckley
got down from his high stool and went
and leaned over him. 49,
HAS anything happened since>I left
you, Mr.. Hillyer-anything to-upset
your
To be Continued.