Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1905-08-31

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X w ra ne;i passed aWhWars.iy Eve:
~ the efforts H.rs. HiEyei mao,
Il 10 enjiven the l.ftie group fell fiat. an,
a she soon found Eer>t.t as moody AS ,h.
n others. Tie merchant Iuipc,i down !:
ii cup Of hot black oc..ce, ate very LIGHT
III ~ Of WHAT Was ca his piAle ;5i!u the,
N went out on tie front verauua to
IA smoke.
IN The evening passed slowly. and about
* lO O'Clock TIE family retired Hiiiyer
" could not sleep. His wife, tired as She
" was was kept awake 10y her hus
II bands constant movements About
Il midnight he got up. half dressed him.
Il self and took his hat.
III "Whar are you gOn?" asked his wife.
" I'm a-goin' down to satisfy myse' f
q about George he said sheepishly.
II 'Thar amt no use tryin' to hide it: I'm
III worried
n "Well, I'll be switched" exclaimed
3. his wife. But | reckon You moupht
II as we'll. ] don't believe me nor Won
4 nuther is goin' to close our eyes TO-
F night unless you do. I'll bet You'll
fnd I'm in bed. No doubt he Jest went
+ to the hotel an got his supper rat
than let MS know he was drinkin'. LIE
still sleeps at the warehouse, don't
= hep
"YeS, he still rooms thar" answered
3 H1llNer, "an' of thars no light III
come right back. Sometimes Wien
he's bothered be se:s up an wor.s on
his books
When her husband had gone Mrs.
HlilIer crep: up the stairs 20 Hortense
SnoWdens rocm The girl Was sitting
up in bed.
why are You awake?" Mrs. Hill.
yer cried. Il declare, We are all a set
o night ow's.'
4 II haven't slept Il wink" was the re.
ply DO you know. every sound in
your room comes right up that stove
flue. could hear the creaking of YOUR
bed, an just now | heard YOU ta!..;;.ils
Oh, Aunt Martha. where do you think
it's going to end -
"Ill end in a madhouse Of it keeps
up" said Mrs. HIlver. with a little.
forced laugh. TN. Gain' to crawl in
yore bed. I'm not to say afeard O.
sperlts, but am of ni@gers an tr:ilnps
Phew! I'm all of shiver Let's COW
8er up. Hortie, you've always said
was a good woman Well try to be,
$but hainst perfect by long shot. I
say | hain,t perfect, an | mean it.
You'd say so eff You could see through
my outside I've got one whalin' big
fault, an that is suspicion. Somehow
caynt root it out. Now. l like George
buckley as we'll as YOU or Mr. Hillyer
does, but what on earth has made Mr..
Hlllyer so wrapped up in that boy an
the whole layout O Ruckleys? WHY.
he's as crazy as bedbug right now
about this trial an Georges condition.
ON, | know you kin say he likes the
boy an all that. but thar are heaps
o boys in the county an heaps o folks
that's jest as worthy of assistance as
the Buckleys"
"Oh, Aunt Martha. you surely don't
mean
II don't mean nothn'." INTERRUPTED
Mrs. Hlllyer. but I'm as sure @ one
thing as | am that I got my cold feet
ag1n yOre'n, an that is that Mr. Hill |
yer hain't told me everything about
them Buck!eys. He may think
wouldn't keep it, but he hain't let me
on to his game
Hortcnse had no observation to make.
and they lay silent for several min
ntes. Then the girl spoke:
George could really bear it much
better if he had not met Lydia Cram
stOn. / don't blame him for caring for
her, Aunt Martha. She's a splendid
girl; we all like her; she's just as frank
ana open as can be. She's always
making fun of her fathers family
pride. He's got a Cransten tree in the
library. but Lydia gets all mixed up
"hen she tries to tell any one who her
connections are. | was just thinking
She1l be apt to be disg,isted with
Feorge if she hears that this has driv-
IN him to drink, and"-
h Don't YOU bother about that" retort-
III Mrs. Hllyer. Thar never was a
EoiGan that turned agin Il man she
Rs'red Ter on that account; they'll make
excuses fer 'em, an the Lord knows
ne could fish up Il good many to j,lsti-
Y george. l know | could. Pore fel-
Pw! Jest think o him tryin' an tryin'
elt his head above water an that old
camp OF daddy jerkin' i'm down.
right now when he was gittin'
Fch fine start. He could "a married
P"' Cranston gal ef this thing hadn't
P'he up--l mean he could in time.
eca'se it was in 'im."
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