The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1914-02-25
this county disappointing"

savagely. No doubt he imagines he's
coming to kindly countryside of gen.
tle-born people with souls and imagi-
nations; he'll find he's lit in a section
that's entirely too ready to hack at his
fathers name and prepared in ad-
vance to call him Northern scum and
turn up its nose at his accent-a COM
munity so full of dyed-in-the-wool
snobbery that it would make Boston
look like poor-white barbecue. I'm
sorry for him!"
Just then from the rear Of the house
came a strident voice:
"Yo'. Raph'el! Take yo' hans
outer dem cherries! Don yo' know eff
yo' swallahs dem ar pits, yo' gwineter
hab 'pendegeetus en- lump up en- die?"
The sound of slap and shrill yelp
followed, and around the porch dashed
an infantile darkey, as nude as black
Puck, with his hands full of cherries,
who came to a sudden demoralized
stop in the embarrassing foreground.
Ralph" Numbered the doctor.
Didn't tell you to go back to that
Kitchen"
Yes, subj" responded the imp. But
yo' didn' tell me ter stay dar!"
IF see you out here again" roared
the doctor, I'll tie your ears back
and grease you-and SWALLOW
you'll" At which grisly threat. the
apparition, with a shrill shrek. turned
and ran desperately for the corner OF
the house
II hear" said the doctor. resuming.
that the young man who came to M
the place up has hired Uncle Jeffer-
son and his wife to help him. Who's
responsible for that interesting infor-
mationf"
hickey Snyder" said Mrs. Mason.
She's got a spy-glass rugged up IN
a sugar-tree at Miss Matte Sues
and she saw them pottering around
there this morning."
Little limb" exclaimed Mrs. Gif
ford. with emphasis. She's as cheeky
as a town-hog. can't imagine what
Shirley cambridge was thinking OF
when she brought that low-born child
out Of her sphere"
Something like growl came from
the doctor as he struck open the
screen-door. Limb I'll bet ten
dollars she's an angel in a cedar
tree at a church fair compared with
some better-born young ones l know
of who are only fit to live when
they've got the scarlet-fever and VINO
ought to be in the reformatory long
ago. And as for Shirley cambridge
IT'S nv opinion she and her mother
and a few others like her have got
about the only drops of the milk OF
human kindness in this whole aban-
doned community"
Dreadful mani" said Mrs. Ginord.
soto voce. as the door banged vicious-
ly. ITO think of his being born Q
Southall, Sometimes l can't believe
It'll"
Mrs. Mason shook her head and
smiled. "Ah, but that isn't the rear
Doctor Southall." she said. Ina' b
only his shell"
1--WE heard that he has another
side" responded the other with
guarded grimness, but II he has.
wish he'd manage to show 1t some
times
Mrs. Mason took OF her glasses and
wiped them carefully. Il saw 1t when
INV husband died." she said softiy
"That was before you came. Ihey
were old friends, you know. He was
sick almost a year. and the doctor
used to carry him out here on the
norch every day in his arms, ike a
child And then, when the typhus
came that summer among the negroes
he ouarantined himself with them-tne
only white man there-and treated
and nursed them and buried the deao
with his own hands. till II ~as
stamped out. That's the real DOCTOR
Southall'
The rockers vibrated in silence for =,
moment. Then Mrs. Clifford SAID:
never knew before that he mad any
thing to do with that duel. was he
one of Valiant's seconds?
Yes" said Mrs. Mason; and tine
major was the other. l was httie
girl when it happened. ! can pareiy
remember 1t. but it made a big sensa-
ton"
and over a love-affair!" exclaimed
Mrs. Clifford in the tone oil one "
whom romance was daily bread
Il suppose it was"
For a time the conversation IAN
guished. Then Mrs. Clifford asked SUD
denly: Who do you suppose she
could have been7-the girl behind that
old Valiant affair"
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