The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1919-06-12
CHAPTER xvI-contInusd.

CHAPTE6 NvI-Contlnuoo.
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'One day the OIL squire got me to dig
ehis grave an put up the headstone an
then he toll me the story. He turned
the poor gal out o. doors. God o.
Israeli 1t was In the night-yis, sir
Il was in the night that he sent her
away. Goldarn himl He didn't have
no more heart than grasshopper-no,
sir-not bit. could a Drained him
with my shovel. but didn't.
II found out where the gal had gone
an I follered her--yis did-found |
her In the poorhouse way over on
Pussley Hlll-uh huh! She jes' put |
her arms round my neck an cried an
cried. guess twas cause I looked
kind o. friendly-uh huhl I tor her
she should come right over to our
house an stay Jest as long as she
wanted to as soon as she got we'll
yis. sir, I did.
"She was sick all summer long
kind O. out O. her head, ye know, an I
used to 60 over hossback an take
things fer her to eat. An one day
WhCA Wao OvCE lhcIC tuty was WOu"
derin' what they was goin' to do with
her little baby. took 1t in my arms
an I'll be gol dummed II II didn't grab
hold O. my nose an hang on like a
puppy to q root. When they tried to
take It away It grabbed Its fingers into
my whiskers an hollered like a PAN
ther-yis sir. Wal. ye know I jes'
fetched that little baby boy home In
my arms, ny uh! My wife scolded me
like Sam Hill-yis, slr-she had 1--WE
Of her own. toll her was goln' to
take It back in day er two but after
It had been in the house three days ye
couldn't "a pulled It away from her
with q windlass.
1--WE brought him up an he was al
wuss q good boy. We called him
Enoch-Enoch Rone-did ye ever hear
The namsr'
"'N0.:
Il didn't think twas likely but I'm
alwuss hopin'.
"Early that fall Kate got better an
left the poorhouse afoot. Went away
eomewheres-nobody knew where.
Some said she'd crossed the lake an
gone away over into York state. some
said she'd drowned herself. By'm by
we heard that she'd gone way over
into St Lawrence county where Silas
Wright lives an where young Grim
shaw had settled down after he got
married.
"Wal, bout i've year ago the squire
buried his second wife-there It's over
an there back O. Kate's with the little
speckled angel on It. Nobody had seen
the squire outside o. his house for
years until the funeral-he was Grip
pied so with rheumatic. After that he
lived all lone In the big house with OIL
Tom Linney an his wife, whO've
worked there for bout forty year, I
guess.
"Wal, sir, fust we knew Kate was
there In the house livin' with her ia
ther. We wouldn't "a knowed It, then.
df 1t hadn't been that Tom Linney
come over one day an said he guessed
the OIL 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 go an nobody see her come, an
that's q fact Wal, one day las fall
after the leaves was of an they could
see q corner o. my house through the
bushes, Tom was walkin' the OIL man
round the room. All to once he
stopped an p'inted at my house
through the winder an KEEP p'intin'.
Tom come over an said he callated
the squire wanted to see me. So
went there. Kate met me at the door.
Gosh How old an kind o. broke down
she lookedi But knew her the min
ute 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 q word-not a word. The Oh
squire had the palsy. 80 t be couldn't
use his hands an his throat was para.
lyxed-couldn't speak nor nothin'.
Where do 70 suppose he was when
found him1"
I'm bedr' I asked.
''No, sir-no. street He was In hell
that's where he was-reg'lar o. fash
toned, d0wn-east hell, burnin' with flre
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'ell You
orto a. seen the motions he made with
his hands an the way he tried to
. speak when went In there. but all ]
could hear was Jest long yell an O
kind of a rattle In his throat. Heavens
an airth! how desperit he tried to
spit out the thing that was gnawin'
his vitals. As'in an ag'in he'd try to
tell me. Lord God how he did work y
"All to once II come acrost me what
he wanted-Quick as 20 could say scat