New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1914-09-20
Drawings by Robert y. Amick
DESS LITTLEFORD stood
II in the cabin doorway.
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ID in the cabin doorway. kREx..
Her brown eyes were n
staring abscntlv toward the Rf.
cross of her big, bearded
fathers homemade suspcndcrs II
He sat on the chopping block,
whiting a new aX handle.
She had been trying for five < 81
long minutes to muster the <.@3
courage necessary to approach
him She knew that he was ~
plain gruT man, that idle words k~
counted for absolutely nothing vf
with him.
He must have felt something go
If her stare. He turned saw W
her. dropped his piece of young
hickory and rose, facing her
He pushed his SLOUGH hat back NJ
from his brow. "rc it," tW
Bcss stepped to the yard and
said little desperately and e.
very awkwarclly "Sadc Moore
she's got a new silk dress and
she's been a fyin' around, anda
lraggin and a shown herself
III until I'm tired to death o
wcarin caikcr Pap!'
Another man might have
laughed: NAPOLEON littlcturd
lid not. The work he had had in his hand, for ten
wears that Of providing for a family {" seven WIN
ont resources save for hi, rifle and the woods and
clearing dotted with apple trees, had taken most OF
the laughter out of him.
Said Napoleon Littlcford, while one hand slowly
.u,ycd At hi; grav-s,rcalcd black beard "Sadc Moore
She's somc'a Of a fool. And if you'll jest turn yorc
y, innarl and look at vorc-clf for minute or Scch
matter you'll rc'lizc that y"u haint a thousand miles
from bcin' fool yorc5cf Having delivered him
,f Of this long speech ne drew deep BREATH as though
II had made him weary.
lest a cheap silk dress" pleaded the girl. "Chcap
ill; il hain much more spcnsivc than caIlkcr And
when hucllcbcrrcS they gt5 ripe I'll pick and sell
enough to pay You back, Pap
"Whcn hucklcbcrrics gifts ripe you'll pick and sell
enough to pay me bac; for somchin else asldc' SILK
lrcss declared Napoleon Ltlcfnrd, he sat down,
and took MP his piece Of young hickory, and began to
Whirtlc again.
Bc,s knew the conversation ended. She felt
bitter toward her father. is the way Of youth not to
take into consideration such facts rs that these lighters
Of the doorwolf may not toll almost night ami DAY
throughout the years without having some {" me Ten
dcr,r human svmpathics turned within them.
B walked slowly across the clearing, her eyes watch
inr her bare toes without really seeing them her scn
der sunburnc,l fingers towing ncrvcuSly with the end
Of her long, thick plat Of darl, hair.
She crossed the low rail fence, and wandered down
through the woodland to where a clear, cold spring
ran from beneath a gray cliff crowned with a snowy
mass Of laurel bloom. She sat down on the ground,
and threw pebble into the water
I'D mighty nigh steal for the sake O havn a SILK
rc,," she said aloud 10 herself, 1t pink silk dress,
with ribbon around the wristbands, and around the
waist, and lace in the yoke. Jest maybe wouldn't fly
high Lutte Rayncr he'd shore be proud o me then.
reckon he's proud o me anyhow Anyhow, he always
said ne was-anvhOw'
EROM behind her came the sudden, sharp sound OF a
dry branch breaking under heavy boot. She
went her feet, and turned to sec strange, younglSh