The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 18??-1935, 1905-05-19

of the stall containing Alan's favorite
horse. and then with growl he emery
cd into the starlight.
"That fool niger only give Alan's.
boss six ears o. corn" he fumed. II
know, beca'se counted the coss. The.
boss had licked the trough clean an
gnawed the ends o. the cobS. The idea
o. starvin' my stock right before NY
"Oh, Alfred. what do you think has
happened?" his wife broke in. We've
got the bank money back! Pole Baker
managed somehow to get it. He's go
in to tell about it now. Come on inp'-
Bishop closed the door behinGritiIn..
He fumbled with the chain and b;td
lock for an instant. then he moved to-
ward her. his lips hanging. his eyes
protruding.
'I'll believe my part o. that when
But" she cried. opening the gate
for him to pass through. 1.-The moneys
thar in the house on the table; it's been
counted. say it's thar! Don't you
believe it?"
The old man moved through the gate
mechanically. He paused to fasten it
with the iron ring over the two posts.
But after that he seemed to lose the
power of locomotion. He stood facing
her, his features working.
"I'll believe my part O. that cat-an'-
bull story when see"-
well come in the house, them" she
cried. You kin lay yore hands on it
an count it. It's an awful big pile, an
nothin' less than fifty dollar bills"
Grasping his arm, she half dragged,
half led him into the house. Enter
ing the sitting room. he strobe to the
table and, without word. picked up.
the package and opened it. He made
an effort to count the money, but his
fingers seemed to have lost their cum
ming and he gave 1t up.
"It's all there" Miller assured him,
land it's your money. You needn't
bother about that"
Bishop sat down in his place in the
chimney corner. the packet on his;
knees. while Pole Baker modestly and
not without touches of humor recount
ed his experiences
1.-THE toughest fob had was manag-
in the woman" Pole laughed. You
kin always count on a woman to be
contrary. | believe eff you was tryins
to git some women out of burnin'
house they'd want to have Their way
about it. She read the order an got
white about the gills an screamed,
low. so nobody wouldn't heer 'er, an
then wanted to ak questions. That's
the female of it. She knowed in reason
that Craig was dead fixed an couldn't
git out until she complied with the in
but she wanted to know all
about it. Then told 'er she'd be ar
rested fer holdin' the money. an that
got her in trot She fetched 1t out
purity quick, a-cryin an abusin' me
by turns. AS soon as the money left
'er hands. though. she begun to beg
me to ride fast wanted to come heer
fust. but l felt Solter sorry rer craig,
m went an let i'm out He was the
yladdest man TO see me you ever looked
It, He thought | was goin' to leave
i'm thar He looked like he wanted to
mug me He says Winship wasn't much
% blame they both got in deep water
spcculatin'. an Craig was tempted to-
.aL!gl@e on the S2J.0D0'
When poie had concluded. the group
;at in silence for n long time. 1t looked
Is II Bishop nted TO openly thank
'ole for what Ii had done. but he had
never done such Il thing in the presence.
If others. and he could not pull himself
o it, He sat crouched up in his tilted
hair as if burning up with the joy of
lis release.
The silence was broken by Abner
Daniel as he filed his pipe anew and
TODD over the fireplace.
''rhey say moneys n cuss an the
DOT Of all evil" he said dryly. but
n this case it's give Pole Baker thar
hance to show what's In i'm. I'd "A
i've the last cent | have to "a done
hat he did today | grant you lie
sed deception. but it was the fusr
water sort that that Bible king resorted
D when he pIade out he was goin' to
ivide that baby by cuttiu' ii In halves.
lie fetched out the good an squelched
lie D1ths sADl.CI SiALCCA ~ OlG u1d
ave one of his impulsiye inward
aughs. NY boy. when reach t'other
hort expect TO see whole strings O.
ech ID wbreakers as you a-playin' leap
rug OH the golden sands. You don't
ling an pray whole lot. nur keep
Tore religion in sight. but when thar's
work to be done you shuck off yore
hirt an do it like wildcat a-scratch-
n"
No one spoke after this outburst for
everal minutes. though the glances
asst in his direction showed the en-
'arrassed ex-moonshiner that one and
ii had sanctioned Abner Daniels opin-
on.
Bishop leaned forward and looked at
he clock, and, seeing that it was 8, he
ut the money in bureau drawer and
urned the key. Then he took down
he big family Bible from it's shelf and
at down near the lamp. They alb
new what the action portended.
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