Mower County transcript., 1904-09-07

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wanh evsybedy 10 think him an her
jest passh' fftsu1s;: huE NV me, some
tilas when ~ thhass, nolody haA1t
s-3sgk1' be- g3ss OF M Giosaard. Gisaard = 3one
day. wh11es be was At Eogk % his
boo&s, she hazpood 10 rt3e past On
that f11sky mare o Aars. The animd
got sessed at the pudaa O. the com.
Drsss over thar an bsGrn, TO cut up.
The sadd1e sgtrth beoke, an slae fell In
a ditch.2S She wasn't hurt ooe speck,
an seven OF eight O. ny men at the
compress ran out an helped 'er up,
but George must "a thought she was,
fer be turned as white as a sheet an
trembSed all over as he made q break
fer the spot, an when he seed no harm
had come to her his face actually
puffed up, an he couldn't speak. An
| she was watchin' i'm too. She WAS
perfectly cool an lookin' at him Jest
like she was enjoy1n' his excitement.
She axed i'm one or two questions, an
1t looked to me like she was Jest doin'
it beca'se he wasn't in the condition to
reply"
Mrs. Hillyer laughed. "You ort to
"a been woman, Mr.. Kenner. I didn't
know any man alive could notice like
| that. But do you reckon the pore
young man ever hopes to-you know
what mean?'
"That's the pretty part Of it," said
Kenner, with no little feeling. 1T looks
to me like he hain't never dreamt of
| marryin', like he was jest satisfied to
let things 60 on as they are. If I'm
any judge, that is the most dangerous
sort O. love, eff body kin call it that"
It'll say this fer 'er," said Mrs. Hill
yer seriously. II don't think she is
| woman that I'D handle a mans affec-
| tions lightly jest fer the fun o. the
| thing. An sometimes 1 think she Is
dotn' Jest like you say George 1s-jest
a-lettin' the thing pull 'er along,
KNOWN, as she does, that he hain't
the man 'er folks I'D accept So you
think George rally is interested in
'er?'
''Fhat hain't the word fer it," said
Kenner. "As fer her bein' above I'm
in station, what does that matter to
him? I've never seed his equal fer
PRIDE an self respect. I believe eff a
| ra1lly refined young man fs put in low
surroundin's he'll make finer creature
| sometimes than eff he was put among
| the best. No, George cayn't hide his
feelin's. think maybe he had some
hope before his fathers disgrace, but
he hatn't now. Thar was a tobacco
drummer from Virginia in the Office
tother day, an be got to runntn' on,
like them sort O. men will, to me an
Hanks. George was wrtttin' letters at
the desk. The drummer begun telrin'
US about bein' astonished to see folks
like the Cranstons in this out Of the
| way place. He said Miss Lydia was
the belle O Richmond society an had
big public men runnin' after 'er. He
said our governoryou know Governor
Telfare is widower about my age
we'll, he met 'er at some military en-
campment down south an is dead bent
on maryfn' her. Iwanted to stop the
felier, fer knowed George was listen:
In, but couldn't take the liberty.
seed George had quit wriHn' an was
lookiR out O. the window with his Jaw
set, like he was sufferin'.
'Then the drummer begun to tell
about how she had squelched feller
up in Richmond. He was a rich Yam
kee that was bein' entertained up thar,
an met her at some big dinner. It
seems she set right acrost the table
from him, an some'n' he said agin the
southern soldiers made 'er fire up. You
know two OF her uncles was killed at
Gettysburg. Well, instead O apoloas-
ing like he ort, he seemed to think it
was mighty funny, an he spent the
rest O the dinner htt1n' at the dead
Confederate soldiers jest think o that,
the dead onesAsald they had no right
to have flowers strewed on Their graves
an the like. The drummer said she
tuck it like born lady, as mild as she
could, out O. politeness, an beca'se she
saw that the lady that give the party
was worried by his conduct, but she
give the feller a cold stare after din
ner, an ordered her carriage to take
'er home. The whole thing, it seems,
along with her good looks an high
position, literally turned the Yankees
head. He made dozen attempts after
that to meet 'er, but she refused to
have anything to do with i'm. He
found out whar she attended church,
an went thar one Sunday, an after
meetin' was over he waited at the foot
@ the steps outside. Seems like he
counted on his smile doin' the work,
fer when she appeared at the top O.
the steps he jest tuck off his hat an
made a low bow, an stood GRIMM,
to show how sorry he was. The drum
mer said she happened to have some
pennies in her hand, an that she jest
drapped 'em in the feller's hat as. ef
he was beggar, an, without look1n' at
i'm, passed on down the steps. They
say it got out, an so much fun was
made Of it that the feller left Rich
mond. She's jest like a queen, any
way, Mrs. Hillyer, but I'll tell you I
believe she likes George Buckley-I
believe she likes an respects i'm. An