The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1915-08-12

der" And he gave the table another
ringing blow before he leaned on II to
gather strength "Of course II would
be one o that crazy Boynton crew
you'd take up with" he roarcd Moth.
I'm would suit either o you girls but
choosin' the biggest enemies I've got
In the whole village
you've never taken pains TO make
anything hut enemies. so what could
we dog
"You might as well 20 to live on the
poor farm. Aaron Boynton was a dis
reputable hound. Lois Boynton Is as
crazy as loon. the hoy Is y nohody's
enid. an lvory's no better than a COM
mon pauper"'
"lvory's brave. strong. honorable
man and scholar too. can work
for him and help him earn and save.
as have you"
How longs this been goln' onr'
The deacon was choking. but he meant
to get to the bottom of things while he
had the chance.
1t hasn't gone on at all. He has
always obeyed your will In these mat
tiers. but you cant hide love any more
than you can hide hate. | know Ivory
loves me. so I'm going to tell him that
my duty Is done here and | am ready
TO help him
Coin TO throw yourself NJ his head.
be youi" sneered the deacon. by the
Lord don't know where you two
girls got these loose ways q thinkin'
an actin. Mebbe he won't take you,
an then where'll you be? You won't
git under my roof again when you've
once left it. you can make up your
mind 10 that
"If you have any doubts about lvo-
RVS being willing To take me you'd
better drive along behind me and listen
while | ask him"
Waitstilrs tone had an exultant thrill
OF certainty In H. She threw up her
head. glorying In what she was about
to do. II she laid aside her usual re-
serve and voiced her thoughts openly
II was not In the hope OF convincing
her father. but for the bliss OF putting
them into words and intoxicating her
self 10y the sound Of them.
Come after me II you will. father.
and watch the welcome | shall get
oh. have no fear Of being turned out
by Ivory Boynton. can hardly wait
TO give him the joy shall be bringing.
It's selfish To rob him of the chance to
speak first. but I'll do it!' And before
Deacon Baxter could cross the room
Waitstill was out of the kitchen door
into the shed and flying down Town
House hill like an arrow shot free
from the bow.
The deacon followed close behind.
hardly knowing why. but he was no
match for the girl. and nj last he stood
helpless on the steps OF the shed. shak-
ing his fist and hurting terrible words
after her. words that il was fortunate
for her peace OF mind she could not
hear.
"a curse upon you both" he cried
savagely. "NOt satisfied with disobey-
in an defyin' me. you've put me 20
shame. an now you'll he settin' the
neighbors ag'in me an rulnin my
trade. II you was freezin' In the snow
wouldn't heaye blanket TO you!
II you was starvln' wouldn't fling
either OF you crust. Never shall you
darken my doors again. an never shall
you git a penny o my money. not II
! have TO throw II into the river TO
spite you"
Here his breath failed. and he stun
bled out into the barn whimpering
between his broken sentences like a
whipped child
Here ! am with nobody to milk. nor
feed the hens: nobody To churn tomor-
row, nor do the chores; 4 poor. mis-
able creeter. deserted by my children,
with nobody TO do hands turn 'thout
bein' paid for every step they take!
I'll give 'em what they deserve.
don know what. but I'll be even with
'em yet" And the deacon set his Bax.
ter jaw In a way that meant his deter
mination to stop nj nothing.