The Pickens sentinel-journal. (Pickens, S.C.) 1903-1906, 1905-11-22
CT. NrtI.R XII.

I | h'iHo age go 1o!iNWiW
49, her i '..' :.ra ."g'u". whrrc she,
led him to : ,Hnlrau to hearing: or
the negroes -. ,'" dining rouin.
Nv .,at'S the ui;ltt"r wilii Grnr;;c?"
she lSlrd him.
"Why. nothn' as | knew Of" To re-
piled. Il haven't seen him t!::; morn
in. Is anything; wrong!"
"LoCkS like h" hasn't sept Il wink
al night said thc woman. "Ilc
didn't fetch II thing on the table. am
his hnndS shook awful. DO You know.
somehow, | believe LIN an Governor
Tclfarc Quarr"icd up M Er.,!ni;ons'
last night. r"r"r saw him lnnl; like
hat before. ;."'>; ur In the company.
bedroom. passed t'roush ,!c hail
Just now an seed lin Srtlin' at tie
window lnokin' out. Mr.. lIiiIycr. 80
up an sec what's the matter with I'm.
Hell talk /" yon.'
With his heart in his mouth. l.illyi'r
went up til" stairs. sliding his hand on
the baniStrr railing. George tlrM". hi,
head rs he entered the open tlonr. and
rose quickly, rs II ashamed to br >rrn
there without Il reason fer ii.
"Georsc, what's the matter with You?
Amt you we'll this morning" the old
man questioned gently.
Not very, Mr.. lliilycr," George sail.
dropping his eyes. ''but I'll feel better
when l got to work. Pm going down
pretty soon"
''Thnt huint it. my hoy.-thal han't
it." said Ilillyer. his sympathetic eyes
resting on the troubled face before him.
49, l.
l wish you'd tell me about it. III talk"
1t as Il favor SO I would. / irrl Il
big interest in you. | don't know rs |
could ever explain how big il is. FELL
me, George"
at wouldn't do any good" tEc youn&
man replied slowly land NIGH; disturb
you IL littlc-you are SO Kind hearted"
Il want to know. George
"Wcll. 7 will toll you. Mr.. IIillyrr
DO y0u know what is the hardest thing
on earth to hear? II is to hr inSult2h.
grossly inSultcd. by II man whom yuu
cant strike" Buckley then told all
that had taken place between him anu
Telfare
He said that to you" cried the old
man. YES. | know what il would
W IL l'IOull SI)till llNc Npl'' u. lily
boy, an it's simply Gwful~-awful. He's
c0wardly dog. but that don't make
you feel any better. Men in the northern
states don't understand how we kin
feel rs we do on that line. but it's bred
In the bone with u.s."
lIillyer suddenly turned from the
room and went downstairs. His wife
heard him going out ut the gate and
called to him from the vcrAntl;l. but he
walked on without hcching her. At
the street corner he Quickcnrd his step,
going faster and faster till he reached
the warehouse. He saw Krnncr anu
Hanks III the Office, but he PASSED ON
to Georges room in the rear. There on
the table lay BuckIcy's revolver
Thrusting it into the pocket Of his
short coat he hurried ont Hl the Sitle
door and went up the railroad to Tie
Johnston House. Going into i:.c o.:!,''
he approached tho desk and ,.:;;rG the
clerk for Governor Trlfnrc.
''IIe left on the 3 o'clock train tn.3
Mr.. IIillycr." .%'.d The clerk.
"Ilc had us call him az T.
"Gonc:' The old man stared blank
ly.
Yes. he got Oft. hut hrIl b. hac!:
next Sunday. He engaged thr best
room in thr house and gave Ordrt$ that
it was not to be used by any one else"
"GOnc"' IIillyur turned and started
away aimlcssly. In the hall leading to
the street he wnS met 10y Bascom
Truitt, who stopped him.
Say, old man. what's the matter?
Sick" IIillycr stared ut him. but mnNr
no reply. "I.ook s. here. what ailS you
anyway" The old soldier placed his
hand on thr merchants shoulder and
turned him into Il vacant room on the
side OF the hail. Il room used by com
merrial travellers for displaying their
wares to the village *,orckccpcrS
illllycr sank into Il chair and grOaned.
Iruilt heard some one passing in the
hall aud closed The door.
II know SOmc'n'S wrOn~." he said.
"$omcn'S wrong when a deacon in the
ch'lrrh an man q yOrc stamp goes
round white as il grave rock with Il
III raihrr gun in his pocket an his
teeth rhattrrin' on us warm IL day a%
this is"
llillyer told him what had hup,":c,l
I" George and his own failure - meet
I"lfarc. lie told it in IN Unsteady
voice, his lips uuivcrinG AS lIr spoke.
Then, with his head down. hr nd,lrd:
BaS. You know | split huniHn bioud
IhirtE year ago. w" prayed al tirn!
years to Sit God to bio: ont the crime.
an yer. after all that. if Id - met
lclfare just now. II reckon. Of he
hadht apologi"cd to that pore hoy I'll
"A shot i'm dead in his tracks. | was
nil upset about IT. oh. my God. I'm
as bad rs | was away back wien | WAS