The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1905-08-11

| n man huu ne MS am MASTER
''In theory. as Il we're"
"Nal In practice. as II is. Theory's
a richt efter n mans deid. Ye dinna
buy man wi wages; ye buy his wark
he dlsna sell hisser TO his wife an
weans; he lends hisser as lang as he
has the RIGHT an micht to dae II. AT
least that's the wey It sud be"
AYE, but that's iist theory, II yen
excuse me for sayin' it, Mistress Wal
lace"
"I'll excuse ye, fur I ken We Gamma
holp bein' blether, Master Ogilvy. I
never met man yet that didna gas
/ aboOt theories when he hadna the sense
or the spunk to practise whit he kent
In his hert wis the RIGHT thing 10 dae."
"He're vera severe on man." said Mr..
Ogllvy, mopping his brow. MAN is
but mortal he added in dignlfed apol-
ogy.
AN mortal stuplt furbye! TAX an
that hat afcre it gi'es ye some affiiction
o. the brain"
Mr.. Ogilvy removed his hat. not with
out a grimace, and laid it on the
ground against the stump on which he
was seated.
Il doOt ye're markit fur life" said
Mrs Wallace. "DiSfecgured through
yer ain consate. Eh?
Smiling ruefully, the grocer rubbed
his suffering forehead. Il doot IN
haze to get anither hat efter az he
| said.
Either that or anither held" said
Mrs Wallace "But that's no the pint
we wis speakin' aboot. Master Ogll-
| Wy" she went on. becoming serious.
''Ye ken whit mean
Aye We mean man. Ne wis speak
in aboot man, Mistress Wallace"
Tits! Yere haverlnl That wlsna
a pint. Mans O. nae consequence. 1
meant the business aboot the new jim
ers."
"Oh, ayew
AN l want ye to tell David the
nicht, Master Ogilvy. Yen obleege
me greatly If ye tell him secretllke, fur
! I'm no wantin' Jess to be vexin her
sell aboot it. She's got plenty to think
/ aboOt the moo wioot a big trouble like
this. Jess is ne jist as weel as l wud
like to see her"
rs she nor exclaimed Mr.. Ogilvy
in voice Of deep concern If not alarm.
"Oh, | dinna think it's onythin' serl-
GUS but she needs 20 TAX care o. her
sell. Dinna say a word to her or ony-
body else aboOt it,"
"I'll never open ma mouth! But she
was fine an rosy the last time 1 seen
her"
"Rid cheeks lsna everythin'. Jess
has over big hert fur her body, an
She
"Oh, mel Ye dlnna mean that, Mis-
tress wallaceY he cried, looking
shocked
''Man man. Of course dinna mean
there's cnytEln' wrang wi her hert or
her body either" said the other sharp
ly. 81 mean that she's aye fashin' her
sell an vexin herser aboot David's af.
fairs as weel as her ammo but whit
she has n RIGHT 60 ken aboot his affairs
But nooadays she's plenty o. her ain tC
keep her busy mind an body, an whles
wud like TO gle David hint. but Tv,
never managed It yet. It's no often
Gamma tell man whit think, but
"'Deed. that's TRUTH said Mr. Ogil
Wy quite involuntarily.
But" she continued, ignoring the
remark, III l wis tellln' David he wuC
be that pit aboot that l doOt he wuC
speak to Jess an maybe frichten hel
an max her waur nor she is"
II see, see" fe said sympathetical
ly "Weel, Mistress Wallace, I'll speal
to David aboot the new jiners the nicht
an III drap hint for him no to men
ton onythin' to Mistress Houston IN
the meantime. I'll tell him TO wait til
he gets the job for the new hooses, an
then gi'e her a fine surprise"
Yer hat hasna spilled yer held efte
a., Master Ogilvy," said Mrs. Wallac
graciously. cor course, Jess is boun
to hear o. the new jincrs afore lang
but the hanger we can keep 1t frae he
the better But | wishtI wisht Davi'
hadna startit the gairdenin' again.
hear folk complainln' aboot him nc
peyhf attention to his business"
"Aw, weel, the man maun haze hi
recreation, as it were. An | dim
think Mistress Houston liket him gle
i'm up his gairdenin' a'thegither. Al
nae doot the news o the opposeetion
gar him pit his best ht furnt"
"Ye're r,5e tender wi ither folk
failin's," said Mrs Wallace half mock
mgly.
D.. "Tve kent David Houston since h
was luddie," said the grocef after
pause, "an' | never kent him dae ony
thin that wasna fair an kind II
never done dirty trick or behave
shabby to onybody. an when he doe
itll be time enough fur me TO dn fsu
WI him.
"Weel, wccl," she said her voiC
'oftening Il ken We fur guild frcen
Master Ogilvy, bath to David an wi
sell"
Alr Ogllvy bowed his head and 81
. silent, his hands tightly clasped h
tween his knees samuel Ogllyy." 4
said 20 himself 'can ye no speak,
"An' / hope" resumed Mrs. Wallac
yen be n guild freen' TO this wee la
sic here when she grows up bit
ken ye Ike weans."
aye" he said simply. Presently a
idea occurred TO him. aud he drew frol
!, his pocket small package. IT'S n
her" he said, Indicating the child an
handing the package to the nurse.
"Whits this?" impaired the latter
= ooh, jist a wheen juJubes, Mistre'
Wallace"