The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1911-03-10

legal phrase as trespass? Must she
hesitate over picking up the latest
and brownest? Not at all. OF course
she skips from tree to tree and back
again, and if thought Of property rights
enters her head at all she murmurs to
herself that the law can go hang. If
she were the daughter of a Judge, as
was the case in this instance, she
would accompany the murmur with
defiant toss of the head.
The wind blew-tthe chestnuts rat
tied down-Miss Viola gathered and
devoured. And then came the acct
dent. In passing from tree to tree
she caught her foot between two roots
in such a way that she was held as
fast as if caught in the frog" of rail-
road switch 1t seemed a trifing thing
at first, but after five minutes she haS
to realize that she was prisoner untR
aid should come. Standing there, with
a sapling for support, she uttered a
very lady-like cry for help. Then she
uttered another and another. 1t was
forty rods to the house, and her father
deaf in one ear. The falling chostnuts
were peppering her hat, and the situa-
ton was looking serious, when young
man came into view.
He had a basket on his arm. He
was also after chestnuts. He also had
a club in his hand, as If expecting to
lind trespassers. He came around the
corner of a thicket and halted within
ten feet Of the prisoner. She was on
land that did not belong to her. She
had gathered chestnuts belonging to
some one else. In hesitating way the
young man removed his hat. In hest
tating way the young lady bowed.
"Well?" queried he young man.
Caught by the foot!" laughed the
young lady.
You are on my fathers land"
Yes? Then you must be the son OF
Colonel Spencer?"
Yes, and you-you-"
"Oh, stop at Judge Cliffs. Funny
how l got my foot caught. l guess
you'll have to help me-"
HIM. You stop at Judge Cliffs,
Ell? You mean you are employed
there?"
That's IT," answered Viola, realizing
that her second-best clothes had de-
ceived him.
"Parlor maid?"
Sometimes, and sometimes assist.
ant to the cook. They get all the work
out Of me they can"
And the judges daughter-she is
homer"
Yes, but wish she weren't. She's
SIMPLY and bossy. She wants every
thing her own way. She had the fur
niture all changed about before she
had been home an hour"
81 have heard that she is very good
looking"
mot nearly so good looking as
am. And she hasn't got my grit, either,
If she were out here, caught by the
foot, she'd be crying like baby"
Young lady you are pretty free
with your criticisms" observed the
young man as he tossed away his
club.
I'm glad you didn't hit me with
that was the reply. "If there's any,
thing l hate it's to be walloped over
the head with a club. Aren't you
going to release me?"
"Of course"
"If it's any trouble to your lord
ship"
He bent down and pried the roots
apart and she was free. AS he rose up
he put on a stern look and said:
you are a very, very impudent girl.
wonder that they keep you about the
house"
ooh, you do? Well, can tell you.
It's to give it tone. Did you ever see
the judges daughter?"
"A few times, at distance, but we
will not discuss her. l ought to confis-
cate your basket, as you are a tres.
passer, but you can take it and go.
Don't break the law again.
"But when a gentleman has made
a. hero of himself by rescuing young
lady, even If she is an assistant cook,
shouldn't he see her home? Shouldn't
he walk beside her and be ready to
catch her If she stumbles?"
II guess you will get along all
right. You see"
Eyes, your lordship, see," finished
the girl, and she picked up her basket
and tripped away.
'Tmpudent-very, very impudent,"
muttered the young man as he watched
her disappear.