The Birmingham age-herald., 1908-04-12

to her-Ambrose Treadway I won't an- swer for what I'll do to your
 "Saloam, ye listen ter me an believe me, tew, for I'm giyin' ye tn square truth Her miserable eyes met his full of an assurance of love and help. "Ye an me don't think jest tn same boat your moth CT a.ways. but there ain,t two minds between us, there ain't two minds en this town bout yer mothers unrightness. She's a good woman an honest woman. Ever since I wuz born we lived neighbor ter her an I know shed starve before she'd take a potate,. that warn't hers rightly. She'd put one O my apples back eff ct blew over th' fence fore she'd touch et
 Now, I'm comin' ter the hull pin Yer mother deems thet South Piece es hers
 We've told me yer5elf, an mother tol' me fore she died how Widow Judd ain't
 never give en ter tn decision O tn courts
 concernin' ct. Twarn't but week ago l heard her myself a-telln' ye right here thet tn land an every vegetable a-grow-
 In, there wuz hers.
 'Saloam," each word seemed pondered
 over as 1t came from him, do ye call ter
 mind sermon Elder Watrous preached week ago Sabbath? Twas bout tn smallness O tn importance O folks acts an tn awful bigness O tn motives thet
 made 'em commit 'em. l ain't much on carryin' away words commonly. but I've l-ept hold on these he said: Motive Is the essence of moral distinction There's bout all tn world en them words. tn ! height an depth O ct. I've chewed on 'er consid' ble, goin' over en my mind things I've done an things others has done ter me.
 When I see your mother-well dear, ct diddn't take much weighing en balancin'. I jest said them words over. She's con- vinced she owns this ere South Piece, an thet's all there is tew et.''
 But the creeping out nights Land, thets dreadful simple. Folks Is so bigoted they can't see right an jestice
 so she's got ter trim her course ter
 their opinions.
 And you don't think she steals?" The
 dreaded word came in faint. wonder
 ing voice.
 Bless yer little heart, cts mo thet steals. steals every day live 'cordin' ter
 her. an she's Judgment ye an tn
 Elder both says thet."
 Wonder grew on the girls face till it
 wore a look of loving awe. She had feared
 this big, easy-going man could not un-
 derstand. And To, her little line had foated among the surge and tumult of the
 waves while his had sunk down. down into the deep places where Is eternal calm. Shame for her own blindness made her droop before him; then she looked up straight into his eyes with the cour- age of atonement.
 Ambrose you do understand?' Ambrose kissed her very softly, In si- lence, The world was still she could , hear the brook at the foot of the pasture i talking to itself as 1t ran over the stones. "There. now. honey" cheerfuily at 1 length. 'taint no matter ter cry over nor think bout no more ever now thet its all l right between us Long yesterday l low i I was kind O down. but 'twarn't over yer i mother"
 i Good afternoon. Mis- Judd" said Am ! prose in his cheerful drawl. i've got a i little business proposition I'd like ter talk i! over with ye."
 1 The Widow Judd surveyed the two with | smiling comprehension. Well, now, Am i brose guess thet business amt so press l in but thet etll keep over supper. Ye | come eat some long O us: I've got nice
 mess O new peas an bout tin last run O l berries
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