The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1914-05-14

NO, sub. She come rom Hell s.
Half-Acre"
whats that?"
Oats dat ornery passle O. folks
yondah on de Dome" explained IN
Gle Jefferson. "Deys been dab longs
All kin recommembah-jes er ram
shackle lot o. shif'less po'-white trash
whut git erlong anyways t all"
That's interesting" said Valiant.
$50 Hickey belonged there?'
"Yas, sub; nebbah d a-come down
heah 'cep'in' TO- Mis- Shirley. She de
one whit fotch de lii gal outen dat
place, en- put huh wild Mis- Matte Sue,
three yeah ergo
A sudden color came into John Va
liant's cheeks. Tell me about It.
His voice vibrated eagerly.
We'll, suh," continued Uncle Jefer-
son, 'dey was one O. dem low-down
He'll s-Half-Acrers, name Greet King,
whit call hese'f de mayah oh de
Dome. en- he went on de rampage one
day, en- took ahtah his wife. She was
er po' sickly CONAN, wild er III gal
five yeah Oh by er fust husban'. He
done beat huh heap O. times befo', but
dis time he boun' ter finish huh. All
reck'n he was too drunk TO dat, en-
she got erway en- run down heah. Ell
was wintah time en- dah's snow on de
groun Dah's er road fom de Dome
dat hits de Red Road clost' ter Rose
wood-dat ars de cambridge place
en- she come dab Reck'n she wuz er
pitiful-lool1in' obstacle. 'Peahs lax
she done put de lii gal up In de
cabin lof' en- hid de laddah, en- she
mos crazy TO feah Greet git huh. She
lef' he huntin' TO de young 'un when
she run erway. Dey was ony MIS-
Judith en- Mis- Shirley EN- de gal EN-
line at Rosewood Well, sub, dey
want no time ter SEN TO men. Whut
yo reck'n Mis- Shirley do? She ain
afeahd O. muffin on dis yerf, en- she
on'y sebenteen yeah oil den, too. She
don tell Mis- Judith-no, sub! She
run out ter de stable en- saddle huh
boss, en- she gallop up dat road ter
He'll -Half-Acre lax er shot outen er
shovel
Valiant brought his hands together
sharply. Eyes, yes" he said. And
them"
when she come ter Greet Kings
cabin. he done foun' de laddah, en- one
err he foots was on de rung. He had
err AK in he ham. De po' lii gal was
peepin' down thoo' de cracks o. de
flo. en- prayin' de bestes' she know
how. She say AFTERWARDS dat she
reck'n de Good Lawd SEN er angel,
TO Mis- Shirley were all in white
she didn' stop ter change huh close
She didn' say muffin, Mis- Shirley
didn. She on'y lay huh han on Greet
Kings ahm, en- he look at huh face,
en- he drop he ak en- go. Den she
clumb de laddah en- fotch de chile
down i'm huh aims en- take huh on de
boss en- come back Dat de way ct
happen, sub"
And Hickey was that little child"
"Yas. sub. she sho' was. In de
mawnin' err posse done ride up ter
Helps. Half-Acre en- take Greet King
in. De majah he argyfy de case 10
de State. en- when he done git thoo',
dey mos put de tow eroun' Kings
mex in de co'ot room. He done got
six yeah, en- ct mos broke de majah's
ha'at dat dey couldn' give him no
mo-. He wuz cert'n'y er bad aig, dat
Greet wuz Dey say he done swan
he gwineter do up de majah when he
git out"
Such was the story which Uncle
Jefferson told, standing in the door
way. When his shuffling step had re-
treated, Valiant went to the table and
picked up slim fooled volume that
lay there. 1t was Lucille" which he
had found in the hall the night of his
arrival He opened it to page where,
pressed and wrinkled but still retain
ing it's bright red pigment. lay what
had been rose.
He stood looking at it abstractedly,
his nostrils widening to it's crushed
spicy scent, then closed it and slipped
it into his pocket.