The Elbert County tribune., 1908-07-02
~sef-seny, but about the pas.

ture
seffy started the mare.
"Whoa." roared the old man again.
with the same result. But he did not
laugh this time. He sat on the handles
of his plow and regarded his son. He
was vaguely disturbing.
Say" he began ominously, "yov
didn't git sot out?"
"Uhu," answered Seffy.
What Why. you durn-"
But then he laughed.
Shiny hat no good?"
Seffy said no.
Nor the diamond. nor the hair.
grease, nor messing? Oh = gosh-a,
mighty! Gee-wo-way!"
But before they met again, his
gaiety had given way to an immense
disappointment. The tragedy of the
situation had prevailed with him, too
Seffy sullenly kicked clod to pieces.
His father looked on toward the COW
eted pasture and sighed. 1t was a
superb piece OF land. And 1t had
never looked fairer. The sun was on
its velvet green-the sun Of the morn
ing. A few thick-girthed, wholesome
oak trees punctuated 1t. A stream
laughed through 1t. Goodly cows stood
chewing in the water and swishine
amiably at the flies. The fences were
intact. 1t would have been a delight
The old man sat on the handles OF his
plow until 1t all got In his head once
more.
IT'S nice field, Sef-Seffy," he
sighed. Il nefer seen no such clofer.
And she's a nice gal. nefer seen no
such gal, bose nice. Oach! they be-
long together. Well, gee-wo-wayl
They belong to us"
They always stopped for a word
when they met. The next time the
old man said. quite caressingly:
Come yere, Sell"
He patted one plow-handle, which
Seffy took. while he took the other.
He thoughtfully pulled the boys shirt
into place.
"Sef." he said, tell me about 1t.
I'm sorry l laughed But l lofe that
pasture and you lofe Sally. Let's not
be fools, but git 'em. expect you feel
q httiS buh. Ddl iuGpDy yOu IL I6es
better II you talk about 1t. That is the
way wiss me. I know; when anysing
occurs l like to gabble about it-and
go and do it again-better." He let
his hand rest kindly on Seffys shoul-
der. To this his son responded.
Il fell asleep" said Seffy, sniffiing
ominously.
"Of course" said his father, with a
comforting movement of his hand.
That's right"
Senfy was amazed-and comforted.
Il expect / snored-"
"Er-yas-you do snore, Sef. Fiery
body does. It's the Lords fault. ex.
pect."
In a nice cheer"
"Yas-you oughtn't "a set in no
nice cheer. Sef; somesing uneasy Is
better"
Didn't wake up till daylight"
Where was you then, Sef?"
In the cheer-Sal-Sally's cheer"
The words stuck pitifully in his
throat.
"Yas-" said the old man. looking
away, II don't blame you. Sef"
1T was pasteboard thing-like
tombstone-pinned on my BOSOM
''Vat!" cried his father-the wv"
would become ~" In cases of sudden
emotion.
''Pasteboard = tombstone!" Seffy's
head dropped in shame. with things
printed on it-'Sephenijah p. Baum
gartner, Junior, Went to His Rest,
June 10th, 1871, in the goth year of his
age. Gone Not. But Forgot-Read
Backwards"
His father stified laugh. 1t was an
old trick to him. -
"What-what did you do them" he
asked in as matter-of-fact voice as
he could command.
"Sneaked home. 1t was daylight"
Gone not, but forgot-read back
wards, hah?"
He couldn't quite make 1t out. That
was new. Seffy helped him.
Forgot. but not gone"
CTO BE CONTINUED)