Fitzgerald enterprise. (Fitzgerald, Ga.) 1895-1912, 1911-11-30

the farm house.
"And why not?" she asked, as she
almost came to a pause.
We'll, according to my idea, it's go
ing to rain and snow and blow and
hail, and when the storm does break,
she's going to be buster
81 wanted to go to the postoffice to
mail a letter"
Its three miles there and back,
and if l was you I'd put it Off. Mebbe
somebodyll be passing that you can
send by. Tomorror's Thanksgiving,
you know, and we are going to have
the awfulest, biggest, incest dinner
anybody ever sat down to. It's in
your honor, you know. There'll be a
turkey, duck and a chicken; 'therell
be cranberry sass, pumpkin pies, cur
rant jell, sweet cider and apple dump
lins thereIl be"
81 think I'll just walk little ways,
anyhow" said the girl, as she opened
the gate and passed down the high
way toward the village and the rail
road depot.
"And if you come home as wet as a
hen don't say I didn't warn We. It's
going to come, and it's going to be
a buster
Half an hour later a middle-aged
woman with a motherly face and
voice came out on the steps and
asked:
Pa, do you reckon it's goin' to
Storm"
Sure as ducks"
"Where's Minnie?"
20, she's gone for santer. I give
her warning. What's she Wantin' to
mail a letter for? | hain't mailed a
letter nor got one in twenty years,
and l guess I'm about as well off as
must folks. l was going to ask her
but forgot it,"
Don't you ask her word about
it," cautioned the wife as she came
down to him. Il guess Minnie's got
something on her mind, but it hain't
none O. your business.
Something on her mind, Ell? That's
funny. Didn't know that girls ever
had anything on their minds except
new clothes. Is that why she come
visiting US all of sudden?'
'None O. your business! guess
my own sisters daughter can come
and see me any time she takes a no
ton, and that without writing ahead.
What's on her mind, as nigh as | can
make out, is about young man.
They are engaged, and they've had a
falling out, and she's sorter run away
from him to find out il he really cares
for her"
"And she's got scared about it and
has written him a letter to tell where
she isl" queried the husband.
Go on! It's probably letter to
her ma, though 1 didn't see it nor ask.
I hope she didn't start for town. It's
going to storm for sure, and there
hain't but one house on the road
where she could find shelter. Look
down the road and see if you can see
her."
Cant see hide nor hair of any girl"
reported Uncle Robert after going out
to the highway and taking long look,
An hour later. with both uncle and
aunt fidgeting about their girl visitor,
the gray afternoon had become twi-
light. In Is minutes there was cold
rain and lively hail, and Uncle. Rob
ert was blown into the kitchen.
Miss Minnie had reached town and
mailed her letter and started back
again when the storm broke. Before
it came she thought she could make
out a human figure on the road ahead
of her, but wasn't sure.
The very first gust picked her up
and turned her around and deposited
her under roadside tree. She re-
NAMED there until the gale began to
whip the branches off, and then let go
her hold and ran for 1t.
She hadn't gone quarter of mile
when. as she crouched and covered
her face, she was struck by falling
limb and knew no more.