Lincoln County leader. [volume] (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987, 1905-05-19
CHAPTER X.-(Continuedl

She could not believe it. This man
who had stood Sunday after Sunday in
the little white church, and had talked
so earnestly of the after life in relation
to the infinitely smaller questions Of this
litei this man who had first given her
80 lofty perception of the character and
person of his principal, by revealing a
surprising breadth and depth in himself.
1t could not be that he could stink
away from all of them for the base pur-
pose of perfecting villainous scheme to
rob the people among whom he had lived
continuously for nearly half year; and
whose kindly acts of confident, trustful
hospitality had fallen about him like the
dews of heaven, as he had said.
1t had been said that she had become
his only defender. But she could do no
less than believe that the assistant and
confidante of Prof. Huntley could be
nothing less than sincere and honorable
man in all his dealings.
But why! why! could he not come to
her and tell her all? He had shown, and
had spoken in hundreds of ways an ad-
miration and fondness for her that had
given Sandtown the undoubted right to
say that he was 'head-over-heels in love
with her"
She had been jestingly cruel to him in
that respect, it is true! But he knew that
was because of her love for the man who
was his master and employer. How could
the slave and the hireling expect more
of her?
But at last 1t was daylight, and Mrs.
Redden was calling them to breakfast.
"Coonrod ct hisn a good spell ago."
Mrs Redden said in explanation of the
absence of the head of the house from
the head of the table. "H-yur, Miss
Weekly! you set right down in this chur
closte to the stove. Hits kline uh damp
I'm chilly this mornun. Lizzy, you set
down thar. You're young un hearty, un
kin stan the damp better'n your nanny.
How did you sleep? l was certain at
you wouldn't have enough kivvers on
yur bed las night. Hits been so sweltry
fur the last three-four weeks. You take
cream un sugar both, don't yuh? l do!
] don't wawn't no coffy less hits gut
good fraish cream un sugar, both Hep
yursef to the fry, Lizzy, un pass it to
yur nanny. That salt-risun bread haint
as fraish w hit ort to be! When did you
fust nodus anytheng outen the way with
John Miss Weekly?"
Never till yesterday morning, after
we had heard the news of the bank
breaking" said Mrs. Wickly, who was
sitting at the right of her friend and
neighbor, trying very hard to show her
appreciation of the friendly offices of the
kind-hearted old Hoosier woman, by nib
bling a very little at almost every bit of
delicacy that was heaped in almost I'M
limited variety and profuson upon her
plate.
well, well, l do say! Why, l sez to
Coonrod two weeks ago, Miss Weekly,
'They's some-h'n the matter with Squar
Weekly. He's do:un work at he'd
ortn't to do s'zi. Il nuvver see man
do-un Nv weemun's work, but some-h' n
wrong Why, I'd git down un crawl
on my hans un knees, Miss Weekly,
fore I'd uvver thenk a lettun Coonrod
go out un milk one uh ar cows. He
haint nuvver done no weemun's work
senst him un me went togyuther, so he
haint. Why, when Lum thar was a
baby"
Now, mother" said Columbus Red
den, warningly, please don't say any
thing about that interesting period OF
my existence, on this occasion, will you
l don't care for those "reminiscences my
self, having heard them twice week
for, say fifteen years."