Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1909-07-20

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Of you where I could buy cedar posts
A fellow in the store said, Cults can
tell you, If his wife will let him; but
she won't. She'll insist on telling
you herself-and perhaps offer to
drive you wherever you go to order
them"
81 told them I would see you and
ask you only; and the fellows bet on
it. They are to give you ten dollars
and to two or three widows in the
town a cord of wood each, If I sue
ceed in asking you this question
alone, and making sure your wife
does not know my business until af-
ter breakfast tomorrow morning"
Cults knew his wife's standing too
we'll to feel very sensitive-and TAX
ing the bill from the stranger, he
smiled, and said:
"Ill go with you to look out cedar
posts, and keep dark, for the jokes
sake; but I don't know as she'll let
me stay in the house tonight; / don't
own it," replied the good-natured
Cults.
Suppose you go to the place and
see to setting the posts. I will send
boy to tell her you had to go of
suddenly, on a little business, and
will be back in the morning" said
the stranger.
"I'll do that" replied Cults, "for
never quarrel with her, but let her
have her own way. l don't want to
worry myself about trifies."
Good man." said the stranger,
there are no trifies in this life. The
smallest act is important, and that
easy, good nature Of yours will ruin
your family. Battle that spirit today
and next Sunday take your boys
and go to the house Of God, whatever
she says, and be a real man-at the
head of your own house and family"
Its rather late to begin," said
Cults shaking his head in a way that
would have warned others from the
trap in which his feet were fast.
You see the purse Is hers" he
added, land that has been a crueller
fetter than her will to me. But /
will try to begin anew, for her good
and the children's."
The boy was sent with the mes
sage, but the boy wasn't sharp
enough. Madam Cults discovered the
whereabouts of her lord, tackled up,
and went after him.
All the way home. and far into the
night, she used her eloquence, both
in pleadings and threatenings, to find
out the mysterious errand Of that
hateful town nabob that had come
into the country to separate happy
families
But Cults yielded himself up to a
dumb spirit" for the night, and no
measures could induce him to talk on
any subject, lest she should pry the
mighty secret out Of him.
About midnight she wore herself
out, and went to sleep; but at day
break she began again. He then VEN
ured to say, "As soon as breakfast Is
over, II break the news to you"
You'll never eat a morsel In my
house, can tell you," cried Xantip-
pc, It'll you have told me what the
man wanted. Of you"
"Then you'll wait good while to
hear it." said Cults, "for have vowed
I'd never tell It till I had first eaten
my breakfast" and with these words
he went out.
Ma'am Cults endured the torture
as long as possible, and then got
breakfast. She called to the door to
no one in particular, Come"
But Cults didn't come. After
awhile she went out to the barn, and
found him seated on an upturned
half-bushel measure, calmly peeling
and eating raw turnip.
IT does seem as If this here man
had possessed you! Your breakfast
is coolin'; do come in"
Here was a point gained.
Cults went In as required, and ato
his breakfast. When that was ove,.
madam settled herself back in her
chair, with her face full OF eager ex-
pectation, and said:
Now begin. What did that ere
man want?"
He wanted some cedar posts" re-
piled Cults, calmly, without looking
up: land that was ALL"
II an arrow had struck Ma'am
Cuts, she could not have manifested
more surprise and shame.
II am the laughing stock Of this
town." added Cults, land from this
hour I turn over a new leaf. I'm
henceforth the head of my family
and unless this house Is made mine.
shall finish off a room in the barn
which is mine--and you will be well
come to share it with me. If not, I'll
live there with my boys, and you will
find me a civil neighbor."
Ma'am Cults power was broken.
Since then the farm has been called
John Cults place." and he's the
head of the house.
WANToN DESTRUCTION.