Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1919-03-03

pied Is WIN fn6umHtIS. After that he
lived al lone in the big house with OIL
Tom Hnnsy an his wife, who've
worked there for bout forty year, !
guess.
'Wal, sir, fust We knew Kate was
there in the house Twin with her ia
tner. We wouldn't a. knowed 1t, then,
II 1t hadn't been that Tom Linney
come over one day an said he guessed
the Of squire wanted to see memo,
sir. We wouldn't-fer the squire amt
sociable an the neighbors never dark
en- his door. She must a come in the
night, Jest as she went-nobody see
her 60 an nobody see her come. an
that's fact. Wal, one day las fall
after the leaves was of an they could
see . corner o. my house through the
bushes, Tom was walkin' the Of man
round the room. All to once he
stopped an pinted at my house
through the winder an KEEP p'intin'.
Tom come over an said he ca'llated
the squire wanted to see me. So I
went there. Kate met me at the doom
Gosh! How old an kind o. broke down
she looked! But knew her the min
ute I set my eyes on her-uh huh-an'
she knew me-yis, sir-she smiled an
tears come to her eyes an she patted
my hand like she wanted to tell me
that she hadn't forgot, but she never
said a word-not q word. The OF
squire had the palsy. 90 t he couldn't
use his hands an his throat was para
speak nor nothin'.
Where do ye suppose he was when I
found him?"
I'm bedT' I asked.
mo, sir-no. stree! He was In hell
that's where he was-reg'lar oil fash
Toned, down-east hell, burnin' with fire
an brimstun, that he'd had the agency
for an had recommended to every sin
ner In the neighborhood. He was set
tin' In his room. God O. Isr'el! You
orto "a seen the motions he made with
his hands an the way he tried to
speak when went in there, but ali I
could hear was Jest long yell an a
kind Of rattle in his throat. Heavens
an airth how desperit he tried to
spit out the thing that was gnawin'
his vitals. Ag'in an agin he'd try to
tell me. Lord God how he did work.
"All to once 1t come acrost me what
he wanted--quick as We could say scat.
He wanted to have Hates headstun
took down an put away-that's what
he wanted. Tho stun was kind o lay
in on his stumInick an painin' Of him
day an night. He. couldn't stan it.
he knew tnar ne was goin' to die purity
soon an that Kate would come here
an see 1t an that everybody would
see her standin' here BY her own grave,
an 1t worried him. 1t was kind O. like
fire In his belly.
II guess, too, he couldn't bear the
idee Of layin' down fer his las sleep
beside that hell hole he'd dug fer Kate
no, sir!
"Wal, We know, mister, jes' shook
my head an never let on that ] knew
what he meant an let him wiggle an
twist like worm on hot griddle, an
heller like cut bull It'll he fell back in
swoon.
Damn him! It don't give him no
rest. He tries to tell everybody he
sees-that's what they say. He bell
lers day an night an II you so down
there he'll heller to you an you'll know
what it's about. but the others don't. y
"You an me are the only ones that
knows the secret, I guess. Some day,
fore he dies, I'm goin' to take up that
headstun an hide It, but he'll never
know It's done--no. sir-not TIL he
gifts to the judgment seat, anyway.
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