Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1915-01-30

declaration of war. 1t was as though
he had posed her as the Spirit of the
Cum berIands.
He waited until she should be
calmer
you don't understand me. Miss
Sally. I'm not tryiEg to take Samson
| away from you. If man should lose
girl like you, he couldn't gain enough
in the world to make up for it. All !
want is that he shall have the chance
to make the best of his life
Il reckon Samson don't need no
fotched-on help ter make folks ac-
knowledge him"
Every man needs his chance. He
can be a great painter-but that's the
least part Of it. He can come back
equipped for anything that life offers.
Here, he is wasted"
"Ye mean"-she put the question
with a hurt quaver in her voice-'ye
mean we all hain't good enough for
Samson
No. only mean that Samson wants
to grow-and he needs space and new
scenes in which to grow. want to
| take him where he can see more Of the
woTld-not only little section of the
world. Surely, you are not distrustful
Of Samson's loyalty? ] want him to go
with me for while, and see life"
Don't We say fit" The defiance in
her voice was being pathetically tan
gled up with the tears, She was
speaking in a transport of grief. Don't
We say hit. Take anybody else--take
EN- all down thar. but feaye us Sam
son. We needs him hyar We've Jest
got ter lave Samson hyar"
She faced him still with quivering
lips. but in another moment, with a
/ sudden sob, she dropped to the rock,
and buried her face in her crossed
arms. He went over and softly laid
a hand on her shoulder.
Miss Sally" he began
She suddenly turned on him tear
Stained. infuriated face. stormy with
blazing eyes and wet cheeks and
trembling lips.
I Don't touch me-" she cried; don't
We dare ter touch me, l hain't nothin'
but gal--but | reckon | could most
tear ye ter pieces Ye're jest a pizen
/ snake anyhow" Then, she pointed
tremulous finger off up the road. Git
away from hyar," she commanded. Il
don't never want ter see We again.
Yere tryin' ter steal everything |
loves. Git away, l tells ye!-git away
-begone!"
Think it over" urged Lescott, quiet
ly. See if your heart doesn't say am
Samson's friend-and yours" He
turned. and began making his way
over the rocks; but, before he had
gone far, he sat down to reflect upon
the situation. Certainly, he was not
augmentlng his popularity. A half
hour later, he heard a rustic, aud,
turning. saw Sally standing not far off.
She was hesitating at the edge of the
underbrush, and Lescott read in her
eyes the effort it was costing her 20
come forward and apologize.
q reckon reckon I've got ter ask
I yore pardon" she said, slowly and with
I lahored utterance. He looked uP to
see her standing with her head droop,
ing and her fingers nervously pulling
flower to pieces.
q reckon l hain't plumb fool l
knows tibet Samson's got a right ter
eddication. Anyhow. knows be wants
| hit"
Education" said the man, isn't go
ing to change Samson, except to make
him finer than he is-and more
capable"
She shook her head 81 haint got
no eddication," she answered. Hits
a-goin ter make him too good fer me
I reckon hits a-goin' ter jest about
! kill me. .. =" Her lips twisted
themselves into a pathetic smile again,
and her chin came stifly up. But"
she added. determinedly. tibet don't
make no difference, nohow."
! Yet. when Samson that evening gave
his whippoorwill call at the Widow
/ MilIer's cabin, he found detected and
miserable girl sitting on the stile. with
/ her chin propped in her two hands and
her eyes full Of somberness and fore
boding.
What's the matter, Sally?" ques-
toned he. anxiously Hes that low
down Tamarack Spicer been round
here tellin We some more stories ter
Uester ye?"
She shook her head in silence.
Usually, she bore the brunt of their
conversations. Samson merely agree
ing with, or overruling, her in lordly
brevities. The boy climbed up and sat
beside her.
CTo BE CONTINUED
Wisdom From Thomas.