The Virginia enterprise. [volume] (Virginia, St. Louis County, Minn.) 1893-19??, 1909-01-22

but still fair with beauty of the
spirit blossomed out on the pale face
whose smile was sweet as ever. Her
husband, tall and thin and brown,
glanced at her now and then as if he
still saw the loneliness she wore when
he brought her home, his wife. And
as she looked up at him he was still
the stalwart youth, the touch of whose
strong hand once made her heart beat
so madry. Their children were all
gone; some to the further life, some
returning for holiday.
ITO think" she said, ';that the day
you fetched me here l could sit in the
door and see the river loopin' along
all blue an silver, and the low hills
beyond, with their black pine woods
an the sunshine falling through, and
all the wide mash an the haystacks,
an the colors changin' on 'em. It
seemed to mel do no. what it
seemed to me! Oh, heaven can't be no
moro beautiful than that was, 1ookin
down this side~'the knoll: There's q
big bunch most beyond your hand
jes' drippin' 18th juice"
And one day you cut down the
big elms at the back there"
Hated to. A tree allus seems to
me to have life of it's own, most
as much as man has. don't feel no
assurance amt settin' a sperrit free
But there, who knows. Anyway it
cleared a slightly spot for you on
t'other SIDE"
Il don't care. l wisht that swamp
could be struck by lightnin fust!"
Lightnin' never struck a hull ten
acre lot at onst.''
1T might set fire to it."
"An' burn up somebody's wood lot!
Why. Hubby, I'm slammed on ye!"
"You orter be, I'm 'shamed on N.Y.
self But feel jes So We amt got
many years to live. as you say; and
I'd like to see that likeness of the
promised land an hev Laury see it.
do no. as Asa'd care so much. Laury
likes It open all about her. She'd stay
here more. She'd hev her colored
chalks out in no time. Them paintin'
people down in PEBBLES pastur d may
be give her some hints. An you
know the minister said Laury he'd a
real gift for drorin'. But there, she
won't be here tell Christmas time.
Sakes alive, father. what Christmas
it'd be 18th that swamp burned up
"Well, we'll, wife, as long as we've
got each other, an the children, here
and in heaven, and enough to keep the
wolf from the door"
II know. And I'm silly. An the
dear Lord knows I amt maxim no
fuss. I'm jes' sayin' what I'd like.
did useter love that sight-an' the
Lord made it. My, l. guess he loved
beautiful thin's, tew. I.set by, it. I'm
happy as thin's are; but I'd be happier
d eff that was throwed in" '.
Like a chrome down to the store
:, wen you're tradin' your butter. Wal
- it's time give Brindle her supper, an
: she give me mine. I hope the day'l]
q. be long O. comm wen can't milk my
COW an take her sweet breath all
: made O. clover blows. THERE guess
! the birds may have all I've left
! There's bunch OH top for luck. Yes
. there they be, comm after it now
: You can't make jell 18th them grapes
) they're too ripe, little mother.
( They'll make sweetmeat, all right
:. AN the's nothin' nicern your grape
sHeetmeat 18th my meat. But, Lor
): sakes; 4 guess you'd cook sawdust sol
1 would .:he~stasty: I'm glad we've got
=: suthin' to cook with-not like them
: city folks dependint ON coal an none
v to depend on. That's a noble wood
pile we've got. There's nothin' like
bein' forehanded. Come, it's gittin
dampish. an you'd better be thinkin
o. your rheumatics. = Ell they'd dreer
that swamp you wouldn't be havin