The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1914-06-25
THE VALIANTS OF
VIRGINIA
Continued from Page 81

The shutters of the parlor were
closed, but he threw them open ant
let the rich light pierce the yellow
gloom, glinting from the figures II
the cabinet and weaving a Thousand
tiny rainbows In the prisms OF tbs
great chandelier.
He went upstairs, into the bedrooms
one by one, now and then passing bis
hand over a polished chair-back OF
touching an ornament or a frame on
the wall: into The Hilarlum with its
records of childish study and play
The dolls stood now on dress parade
In glass cases, and prints in bright
colors, dear to little people, were on
the walls. He opened the shutters
here. too, and stood some time on the
threshold before he turned and went
heavily downstairs.
Through the rear door he could see
the kitchens. and Aunt Daphne sitting
under the trumpet-vine piecing a nine
patch calico quilt with little squares
Of orange and red and green cloth.
Two diminutive darkies we're sprawled
on the ground looking up at her with
round serious eyes, while a wary ban
| tam pecked industriously about their
bare legs.
"En den whut de roostah say,
Aunt Daph?"
"OP roostah he hollah to all he
wifes, Oo-oool Oo-oooI Young
Mars comei-Young Mars GOMEZ
Young Mars comet En- dey all mighty
skeered, case Mars John he cert'n'y
fond OBJ fried chick'n. But de big tub
key gobbler he don b1eeve ct tall
Doubtful-doubtful- he say,
lax dat. Den de drake he peep eroun'
de cornah, en- he say, 'Haishl Haishi
Haish!' Fo' he done seed Mars John
comm, sho' nuff. But ct too late by
den, TO- Aunt Daph she done grab
Mis- Pullet, en- Mars John he gwine-
ter eat huh dis berry evenin' TO he
suppah. Now you chillun runs erlong
home ter yo' mammies, en- dom yo'
pick none OBJ dem green apples on de
way, neidah."
1t was not till after dark had come
that Valiant said goodby to the gar
oSh- 14C aOfC0 IL OCob TIE star
light. He sat long hour under the
pergola overlooking the lake, where
he could dimly see the green rocks,
and the white froth of the water bub-
bling and chuckling down over their
rounded outlines to the shrouded level
below. The moon lifted finally and
scared through the sky, blowing out
the little lamps Of stars. Under it's
light a gossamer mist robed the land
scape in shimmering opaIescence,
in which tree and shrub altered their |
values and became transmitted to sill |
yer eentinels, watching over de- /
mesne of violet-yelvet shadows filed |
with sleepy twitterings and stealthy |
rustlings and the odor of wild honey |
suckle.
At the last he stood before the old |
sun-dial, rearing it's column from its |
pearly clusters of blossoms. 81 count
no hours but the happy ones" he read
the inscription with an indrawn
breath. Then, cropping at its base, he
lifted the ivy that had once rambled
there and drew up the tangle again
over the stone disk. His Brides-Gar-
denl
In the library. an hour later, sitting
at the big black pigeonholed desk, he
wrote to Shirley:
Il am leaving tonight on the mid
night train. Uncle Jefferson will give
you this note in the morning. I will
not stay at Damory court to bring
more pain into your life. l am going
very far away. l understand all you
are feeling-and so, goodby, goodby.
God keep you! love you and | shall
owe you always, alwaysl"
To be Continued,