The Montgomery advertiser., 1905-05-28
THE SCORNING
 OF SAMANTHA
pY GRAop sTEwART HINOTE:

BY GRACE STEWART HINOTE. (Copyright, 1905, by Daily Story Pub-
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 They had been sweethearts for sev- oral years, and were waiting for the time when the little log. cabin In the hollow should be complete and the money for the simple fur9lture De tSiled over the simple white dress with hands that were more used to the noe handle than the needle, but she sang happily over her task, and at last ev- cry piece of her modest outht was ms isbed and laid away for that day in early fall that was drawing So near when Seth would come for her and life would bs 20 happy. .s but considered very "forehanded in the community. His was the largest interest in the large still down in Becks Swamp. It was an iI allGiis ssns ss,a., given much to have traced. Moonsnlne brought Q ready sale, and Setn was saving and Samantha was looked upon with envy by many sinksvine
 Samantha was so busy helping her small brothers gather the crop that she was too absorbed to note that Seth came less and less frequent 10 the little cabin on the knoll. seth was busy" she would say if any one remarked at his long absence; ana so she sang and Worked n DASs1 tnra ua
 
 The evening before the day arrived and Samantha had seen the last ioao the sheds with a sigh of satisfaction. Now mother and, the kids can man age," she observed to herseIr, as snS cooled her heated face Tn the co3t et pine straw carpeted bank to rest
 Footsteps interrupted her and boy appeared with piece Of paper crum- pied tight in his dirty ,tSt hs.s ssth 1nrr,ns sent yu'uns," he said with a bashful grin, handing her the note gingerly. ,,v
 Dear samie," the message fead' e% eRet %eanS can 19 @arry nsy cause I am ter marry Jane Gibs. I- The note dropped from her fingers ana a dazed, hopeless expression came int9 9 old and worn, the form robbed Of It's elastic spring seemed to shrink ana shudder into lines of care ana suner- ing, as she buried her race m tne sons nS the setting sun warned her that dark ness was approaching. Mechanically she performed her evening tasks, then taking her bonnet she started down the mountain to the hollow, where since childhood she had loved to go with all her joys and griet6 Sne ald not weep; The blow ao anS had HrH,ns come t00 1o the sources of her tears Into the cave che dragged her weary footsteps and finging herself on a pile Of dry ing skins she lay and gazed with fev- erish eyes at the gleams of moonghine that penetrated the shrubbery in front of the cave. All night she lay there. a fierce light gradually crept into her eyes and the lips set in tense, deter mined line.
 When morning dawned she stole eau tiously to the house; no one stirred and taking her shoes in her hand she started at a run down the sandy road towards Sinksville. the nearest town. She made her way rapidly and with out a pause through the town to a cer- tain house where she knocke0 softly.
 In few moments the door opened and keen eyed man appeared, who stared in surprise at the white, tense face before him.
 Be yu Bently CarstensT' came from her in eager. strained tnoes.
 "Yes, my girl; l am he. Can do anything for your his tones were kind. and his hand stole furtively to his hip. His life was in hourly dam ger from these mountain people, and the revenue officer was cautious. T ain't got nuthin' agin yer. and yer needn't git no pistol" she said with grim smile as she noted the action.
 Come in then. and warm," he an- swered, as he saw her coWer in the raw morning air.
 With quick, bitter words she told him her wants. and as he laid his hands for a second pityingly on her bowed head she broke into sobs, quiv- 1 ering with the bitter sense of her | utter wretchedness.
 She shivered as she clutched the 1