The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1915-08-05

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waitstill took step forward In
front OF Patty. Put down that whip
father. or I'll take II from you aud
break II across my kneer 10 eyes
blazed and she held her henu high
You've made me do the work ~ u
man. and. thank God. I've got the
muscle Of one. Don't lift u finger To-
Patty. or I'll defend her. ! promise
you. The dinner horn Is IN the side
entry and two blasts will bring Urle
Bart up the hill. hut Id rather not
call him unless you force me to-"
The Deacon's grasp on the whip re.
axed. and he fell back n little In sheer
establishment at the bravado " the
girl, ordinarily so quiet and self con-
tanned. He was speechless for sec
ond and then recovered breath enough
TO shout to the terrified Patty: Il won't
use the whip TIL hear whether you've
got any excuse for your scandalous
behavior. Hear me tell you one thing.
This little pleasure trip o. yourn won't
do you no good. for Ill break the mar
riagel won't have a Wilson in my
family II have to empty shotgun
into him. but your lies and your low
conduct are so beyond reason ] can't
believe my ears. What's your excuse.
say?"
stop a minute, Patty. before you
answer. and let me say a few things
that ought TO have been said before
now" interposed waitstill. IF Patty
has done wrong. father, you've no one
but yourself to thank for II, and it's
only by Gods grace that nothing worse
has happened to her. What could you
expect from a young thing like that,
with her merry heart turned into a
lump in her breast every day by your
cruelty? Did she deceive you? Well.
you've made her afraid Of you ever
since she was baby in the cradle,
dra wing the covers over her little
head when she heard your step. What
ever crop you sow is bound to como
up. father: that's natures law and
Gods as well"
"You hold your tongue, you, readin'
the law to your elders an betters,"
said the old man, choking with wrath.
envy business Is with this wuthless
sister o. yourn. not with you! You've
got your coat and hood on. miss, so
you Jest clear out o. the house, an II
you're too slow about II I'll help you
along. I've no kind OF an idea you're
rightly married. for that young Wilson
sneak wouldn't pay so high for you as
all that. But II 1t amuses you to call
him your husband go an find him an
stay with him. This Is an honest house
an no place for such as your
Patty had a good share of the Bax-
ter temper, not under such control as
waitstills. and the blood mounted into
her face.
"You shall not speak to me sol" she
said intrepidly. while keeping a dis
Greet eye on the whip. I'm not IA
caterpillar to be stepped on. I'm a
married woman. as right as a New
Hampshire justice can make me. with
a wedding ring and a certificate to
show IL need be- And you shall NOT
call my husband names. Time will
tell what he Is going to be. and that's
a son-in-law any true father would be
proud to own"
"why are you set against this match
father" argued Waltstill, striving to
make him hear reason. Patty has
married into one OF the best families
in the village. Mark Is gay and
thoughtless. but never has he been seer
the worse for liquor, and never has he
done a thing for which a wife need
hang her head. IL is something for a
young fellow OF four and twenty to be-
able to provide for a wife and keeI
her In comfort, and when all Is said
and done it Is true love match"
Patty seized this inopportune mo-
ment to forget her fathers presence
and the tragic nature of the occasion
and. in her usual impetuous fashion
! flung her arms around Waitstil's neck
and gave her the hug OF young bear
my own dear sister," she said. "a
don't mind anything so long as you
stand up for u.s."
Don't make her 20 tonight, father.
pleaded Waitstil. Don't send youi
own child out into the cold. Remem
Der her husband is away from home"
"She can find another up at the Mill,
as good as he is or better. on with
you. say. you trumpery little baggage
your
go, then. dear; 1t is better so. Un
Gle Bart will keep you overnight. Run
up and get your things" and Waitstil
sank into a chair, realizing the hope
lessness of the situation.
"She'll not take anything from my
house. It's her husbands business Il
find her IN clothes"
They'll be better ones than ever yor
found me-" was Patty's response.
No heroics for her; no fainting fit
at being disowned; no Mysteries at be
ing turned out Of house and home; NJ
prayers for mercy, but a quick rotor
for every gibe from her father, and hel
defiant attitude enraged the deacon thu
more.
81 won't speak again." he said, In
tone that could not be mistaken, Int