The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1919-02-20

spin lott 1nht cOSts money. Il want
to tell you one thing, Baynes, you've
got to pay up or Kit out o. here"
lie raised his cane and shook II In
the air as he spoke.
ooh, amt no doubt o. that" said
Uncle Peabody. "Youll have to have
yer noney-that's sure; an you will
have n II l live, every cent Of II.
This boy is goin' TO be n great help
to me-you don't know what good
boy he ~ and what a comfort he's
been TO usi"
These words of my beloved uncle
uncovered my emotions so that put
my elbow ol the wood-box and leaned
my head dpon Il and sobbed.
II amt goin' TO be hard on ye,
BayDes," said Mr.. Grimshaw as he
rose from his chair; "Tll give ye
three months TO see what you can do.
wouldn't wonder II the boy would
turn out all right. He's big an cordy
Of his age and purity likely boy. they
tell me-"
Mr.. GrImshaw opened the door and
stood for a moment looking at us and
added In milder tone: you've got
one o. the best farms In this town an
II we work hard an use common
sense ye ought 10 be out o. debt In
FIVE years-mebbe less"
lie closed the door and went away.
Neither Of us moved or spoke as we
listened TO his footsteps on the gravel
path that went down TO the road and
10 the sound Of his buggy as he drove
away. Then Uncle Peabody broke
the silence by saying:
Hes the dam 'dest-"
He stopped. set the half-splintered
stick aside, closed his jackknife and
went TO the WATERFALL to cool his
emotions with drink.
Aunt Deel took up the subject where
he had dropped IL. as II no-half-ex-
pressed sentiment would satisfy her,
saying:
old skinfiint that ever lived IN
this world. ayesi amt goin' to
hold my opinion o. that man no
longer. ayosi 7 cant It's too pow
erful-ayes" 'A''-'
Having recovered my composure
repeated that l should like TO give up
school and stay at home and work.
Aunt Dee interrupted me by say
ing;
Il have an idee that Sile Wright
will help us-ayesl He's comm home
an you better 90 down an see him
ayes Hadn't YEP
Bart an. I'll 20 down to-morrer."
said Uncle Peabody.
Some fourteen months before that
day my uncle had taken me to Pots
dam and traded grain and salts for
what he called rip roarin' fine suit
o. clothes" with boots and cap and
shirt and collar and necktie 10 match,
| having earned them by saving and
cordlng wood at three shiilings a
cord. How often we looked back to
those better days! The clothes had
been too big for me and had had 10
wait until my growth had taken up
the "slack" In my coat and trousers
before l could venture out of the
neighbortood. l had tried them on
every week or so for long time. Now
my statue filed them handsomely
and they filed me with pride and
satisfaction which had never known
before.
snow may the Lord help ye to be
careful-awful, terrible careful o.
them clothes every minute o. this
day" Aunt Deel cautioned as she
looked at me. Don't GIT no horse
sweat nor wagon grease on EN-"
To Aunt Deel wagon grease was
the worst enemy of a happy and re-
spectacle home.
We hitched our team to the grass
hopper spring wagon and set out on
our journey. II was warm. hazy
Indlan-summer day In November. As
we passed "the mill" we saw the ST.
lent Woman looking out OF the little
window OF her room above the black
smith shop-a low. weather-stained.
frame building. hard by the main
road. with narrow hanging stair on
the side OF II.
"She keeps watch by the wlnder
when she amt travelin'," said Uncle
Peabody. Knows all that's goin'
on-that mountainous who goes 10
the village an how long they stay.
When Grimsnaw goes by they say she
hustles on down the road In her rags.
She looks like a sick dog herself, but
I've heard that she keeps that room
O. hers Just as neat as a pin"
Near the village we passed a smart
looking buggy, drawn by spry-foot-
ed forse In shiny harness. Then i
noticed with pang that our wagon
was covered with dry mud and that
our horses were rather bony and our
harness a kind OF lead color. SO
was In an humble state OF mind when
we entered the village.
There was q crowd Of men and
women IN front ~ Mr.. Wrlght's office