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The Aberdeen weekly. [volume] (Aberdeen, Miss.) 1878-1933, 1919-10-03

GRADUATE VETERINARIAN.
Office over Maier Jewelry Store.
ABERDEEN. Miss.
'Phone Office 100. Residence, 253.
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The Aberdeen weekly. [volume] (Aberdeen, Miss.) 1878-1933, 1919-10-03

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No; I'm from New Hampshire, and she has lived there half her time dur ing the last six years. I wonder where she is now? Probably at An ne's. She's safe enough. Jo, if you're going to sleep, we nights well go in. l don't like talking to the air, and 1 don't like Dick Bradford, and I wish the children were home. There's so mach drunkenness after Labor Day. Listen to that, now!" Two men, laughing and yelling drove past in q cart at @ furious pace.
 Its Sam Brown" continued Mrs. Treynor. 'I wish they didn't live next door. He's sure to kill some one sooner or later. He'll come back about midnight and chase the family outdoors. l think the public ought -" Her voice died away as she entered the house with her husband.
 Then Kingdom turned and faced the still, proud girl beside him She held her head high, her beautiful face full tn the moonlight.
 'Is that true-what your mother said? Is that why you treat me SO? Won't you be fair enough to tell me?'
 Well, yes," she admitted. "I don't like being called underbred. It's not true-and you wouldn't like it your self"
 'It was a careless statement, ex- aggerated by Bradford, and made when I had met only a few girls of
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By Enos Emory

the Molly Racer type. You know per fectly well that it never applied to you, in my mind or anybodys. l saw at a glance that you were thorough bred-that you added to the older culture of the East the frank courage and honesty of the West, that you had the poise to be law unto yourself and unto me. o, I shall finish now, for l shall never speak to you again till you say you wish me to. You're a girl I could adore and be proud of, East or West. l would bear anything for one willing word of love from you. You know me, my pedigree, education and behavior-the best of their kind. I haven't much money, though I shall have; but I have pride as much as you.'
 He paused Elizabeth looked straight at him.
 "I was unfair-and l am sorry. l want you to" A furious rattle or wheels, a sound of cursing and yell ing, and Sam Browns cart careened dangerously as the terrified horse crashed into the fence just beneath. Kingdom started to leap down, then caught the girls face to his breast and covered her ears with his hands to spare her the sight and sound of the drunken brute being dragged to death
 The horse broke loose and dashed away. A crowd gathered, and King
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By Will SeatOn

A muttered Thank God" burst from him as the last turn was safely passed at length, and the crag upon which the cottage stood came in sight. At the foot of the creg the doctor dismounted, and putting his arm tendeTly about the girl at his side. said thankfully. Thank God, that is over, my brave lit tie lassl"
 By the light of the feeble lamp on the mantelshelf Filaan could see old Nanny's sunken eyes tighten as she came and stood beside the bed.
 "Ye-hae-kep' your promise" said the trambling old voice. We're in time-yet. missie.'
 Eilean took the withered hand in hers, speaking soothing words of cour- age.
 The old woman seemed to gain sud den strength and raised herself on her pillow, speaking quite clearly
 "Ye hae been verra guid to an auld body, ard'-nodding weakly towards Macallum-"him, too; you'll get your reward-aye, aye, that shall ye."
 'I want no reward, Nanny" said Eilean gently, "only to know that you are happier for my coming"
 The old woman signed to her to be silent awhile. "I must speak" she said with an effort, flor my strength is wearing fast, and I've something to say afOre I die. It's my silken gOon. mis- sic" the old woman went on eagerly, ''I was meaning to be buried in it, but now my mind is no the same, missie!"
 She gTipped Eilean's hand, and spoke in a whisper. Its a white shroud I would hae-white as the first snow, to hide the blackness of the soul beneath, and then mebbe they'll let me in at the temple gate"
 Old Nanny fell back exhausted with the effort her words had cost her, and the doctor stepped forward and mois- tened her dry lips. A few deep breaths and then the faltering voice continued:
 An my silken goon is for Miss Eli lean-I leave it to her, and all-that- is-there-below the hem. Mind that my dear-it's all there, tho savin' $ O 50 year, and rightly como by. made muckle siller in my young days l by serving the gentry. It's yours | missie, all to-be-yours-" | The faint whisper died away, and Eilean flung herself on her knees be- side the bed, crying, "Oh, Nanny,!' When the dying woman was speak. | ing, Dr. Macallum Lad been hurriedly scribbling down the words of this l strange bequest upon leaf torn iron
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Thanks" she replied, neither would l, because you were to be there. That's why I'm here, One has to explain to Richard Bradford-and he always wants to know why.
 I'd like to know why myself"
 "Oh, be still! Why doesn't he gO?" whispered the girl. for the eternal Bradford sauntered under their tree and lighted his pipe.
 Don't wait for me, Jack, old man. I'll wait around a bit, and if she doesn't show up I'll come out alone" '"
 "The confounded idiot!" Kin gdon whispered, and put out a protecting hand when she seemed to sway a bit. She froze instantly, and he dared not venture excuse nor protest.
 The darkness had increased, and when the moon came sailing up, Brad ford swore at his luck and departed, clicking the gate behind him.
 Now, pr. Kingdom, think you can make your escape"
 But I don't want to-nowi May I not stay long enough to apologize for intruding on your tree-solitude?" He spoke softly, with a delicate slipping of the r's. His fine, dark face bent toward her. '1 have not meant to persecute you. but you did not answer my letter. I will never trouble you again, but will you not be fair enough to tell me just what have done? You could do an enemy that justice!" To
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ment with me at an end"
 The door closed sharply behind her, and Eilean remained standing in the dim lit corridor, petrifed and dis mayed.
 What shall I do, o, what can do?' she said to herself, with tears in her eyes. Keep her promise, and bear the consequences? The cold wrath of Mrs. McCourtenay, the certain dismissal next day? It might be a long time be fore she got another situation.
 Break her promise? The vision rose before her of the lonely old woman with the chill hand of death upon her the forsaken soul going forth in trembling to meet its Maker-no hu- man being near to soothe that last dread hour and speed the parting soul with the blessing so earnestly desired.
 'I am coming with you, Kenneth" she said, as she joined her lover, and together they stepped through the door leading from the gunroom to the gar den. A streak of light across the path showed the doctors bicycle leading against tree
 "Eilean," said Macallum gently, "the road to the glen is downhill all the way, and on my bicycle I can ride the distance in 20 minutes, but walking it VIII take us an hour at least Old Nanny was very near fhe end when I left her; I almost doubt whether she could last so long. If, dear. you dared, and would mount behind me"
 ''I am not afraid she said quietly.
 ''I am a steady rider, and if you have nerve and can hold firmly to me, I do not think there is much danger" said Macallum, as he wheeled his bicycle into position. But, dear, do not risk it unless you are quite sure of your self. If anything happened to you, should never forgive myself" Soon the bicycle with its double bur den was whirling swiftly down the steep mountain path. With teeth set, and every nerve and muscle firmly con trolled, Macallum rode on, bearing that precious life in his hands, and not dar- ing to let himself think of the danger. A stone in the way, a loOsened nut. 6 mistaken turn, and both would be ! hurled to certain destruction. | Eilean kept her firm hold unfalter- l ing, but with wide eyes staring terri | fled into the black darkness before her. 1 Never to the end of her life did she | forget that wild ride through the silent i night, with the wind straining past | her ears, nothing solid beneath her | feet, her only support the step upon l which one foot rested.
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his pocket boct As the weak voice ceased. he bent down and slipped his arm beneath old Nanny's shoulder, ana thus supporting her, he put the pencil between the stiffening fingers.
 Write your name here, Nanny-just here" he whispered. Try if you can manage it--for Miss Eilean's sake"
 FatrIy, but legibly, the old woman traced her name, with the help of the strong hand which steadied her trem- bling wrist and then the pencil slipped from the feeble fingers.
 Day was breaking over tho gion when, after reverently covering the dead face, Kerueth Wacallum followed Eiloan into tho tiny u1-lor beyond the kitchen. Eilean stood at the open win dow, looking out at inc brightening sky, which showed streaAs of pInk and green above the dark tops of the pines.
 She looked up quickly as her lover entered and saw that he carried In hl5 arms the worn silk gown of which Nanny had been so proud.
 With a few delft cuts. pr. Macallum slit up the hem of the skirt, then started back with the exclamation of surprise. Concealed between the silk and the lining of the hem was a bank note for five dollars! By the time the hem was entirely unripped a pile of notes lay upon the table beside them, amounting in value to over five thou sand dollars.
 "Oh, Kenneth, Kenneth" cried Ei- lean. scarcely knowing whether to laugh or cry. "All this money for me! Poor, poor old Nanny, and she so often in want"
 "She was a miser, poor soul" said Macallum, thoughtfully, and she evil { dently meant to carry her treasure with her out of this world, if not into the next"
 Your partnership. dear" cried Ei- | lean, the glad tears shining in her gray l eyes. Now, now you can take it. Oh, ! Kenneth, I said a way would be found" | She turned away, and with great tears brimming down her pale checks 1 she gazed reverently at poor old tired ! Nanny, as she lay there gtiE and cold.
 But a great change had come over the old woman'5 5 COuntenance. It was no longer hard. wizened, and world wears. A peaceful, contented smile lit up the old face, making it appear that of a woman 30 years younger.
 Someone must have told Nanny, as she made the long journey from which none return, that she had not saved in vain.
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moment-and where was Jacks sister? Bradford wanted to ask her to go with him.
 Startled by a sound curiously like a suppressed snicker, Kingdom decid- ed to climb higher. He reached up for a branch above him-and seized a small warm slipper that gave his hand a little kick.
 Keep still, can't you? And let go my foot!" a whisper admonished him. He looked up and saw Elizabeth sit ting high and dry on a horizontal branch, swinging her feet and peer ing toward the house. "S-sh!" she warned again, for her brother Jack and Bradford came into the garden
 "Elizabeth!" Jack called. Then, "Confound girls, anyhow! She was here five minutes ago, and her wraps are in the hall. She must be near" On the strength of Elizabeth's chuc- kle, Dr. John Kingdom climbed up and sat beside her. Her gray suit made her almost invisible in the growing dark. but he knew by heart the blue of her eyes, the rich brownness of her hair and the coldness O. her manner to him of late.
 What are you doing here?" She tried to get hauteur into a whisper and failed.
 What you are-escaping Bradford, evidently. I wouldn't go to the dance because you were to be there"
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don whispered: Stay here-I1l be back in a moment and get you down." He slipped down into the alley and out into the crowd.
 In about twenty minutes-ages to the girl-he again scrambled up be- side her.
 T did what there was to do-told them the life had gone out. He never knew what struck limits an un- dertaker's work now. This has been miserable enough for you. Let me help you down, and to the house." As she did not speak he looked at her. She laughed and held out her hand.
 Will you speak to me-now that I ask you to? You are--the incest man. know" She took his hand and climbed down-he after her
 Wait" he commanded, swinging down before her. q shall lift you down." She was just in easy reach of his arms. "And-another thing-I want you to-!-s mel"
 "Why should I?' she laughed at last. 14
 Its improper-reason enough for a western grill" he leased.
 "Impertinent, and won't stand" she decided Another reason!"
 Well, Elizabeth-do it-because you want to!"
 He held out his arms, and she could not find it in her heart to deny him.
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sinking In the banks of gold and crim- son cloud. Wonder are the steps of his palace and the gates of his tenn pie"
 Aye, aye" murmured old Nanny deamily; then, as Eilean pressed the cold hand kindly and bid her goodby. she said wistfuIly, Yell come again, Missie, before the king comes, and no leave me to gang into his presence wi'Out askin' a blessin' for me?"
 "Yes, Nanny, yes," promised Eilean soothingly; "I will come-I promise"
 
 Dinner was over at Brackendale, and in the big drawing room, Eilean Tray CTS, seated at the piano, was playing dance music, while Mrs. McCourtenays guests enjoyed an impromptu dance Eilean heard her name spoken, and, raising her eyes from the music, saw one of the visitors standing at her el- bow.
 Excuse me, Miss JTravers,' he said courteously, during a pause in the dan cing, "a gentleman is in the gun room and desires to see you on urgent busi- ness. Allow me to take your place at the piano. I don't dance, but believe I am considered rather a good hand at playing music"
 In the gun room she found Kennth Macullum, who had brought her an UT gent message from the cottage in the glen. Old Nanny Ross was dying, and begged Miss Eilean to remember her promise.
 Eilean hastened to find Mrs. Me Courtenay, and preferred her request. To her surprise and dismay it met with a curt refusal.
 'GO to the Glen at this time of night to humor the whim of a crotchety, crazy old woman!" exclaimed Mrs. Me Courtenay in tones of cold displeasure. What a preposterous idea! My dear Miss Travers, you must be quite mad You refuse your permission?" said Eilean, her eyes darkening defantly. Then I am sorry to displease you, Mrs. McCourtenay, but I must go with out it. I made promise to a dying woman, and must keep it. Hon. Mrs. McCourtenay looked her 1 governess up and down with naughty i displeasure, then she swept back into the drawing room, saying coldly, 'I de- | cline to discuss this matter any fur 1 ther. I have expressed my wishes, Miss Travers, and if you choose to dis regard them, and accompany Dr. Ma l callum alone, and at this hour, to the 1 Glen, you must consider your engage
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his surprige she grasped his arm.

his surprise she grasped his arm.
 Father and mother!" she mur- mured. You'll have to stay-I couldn't explain to them-why 1 aEn here!" Kingdom hardly breathed, for she forgot to loosen the blessed hold on his sleeve.
 Mir. Treynor walked in portly pompousness beside his anxious little wife
 Elizabeth worries me sol" she complained, and they seated them selves on a rustic bench. She's so difficult! I can't lay 1t to college, and her trip to Europe, for she was lively till just of late. Now she doesn't enjoy society, and is getting interested in the poor. And what do you suppose is her reason for refus- ing to have anything to do with that nice Dr. Kingdom and"
 Some fool notion,'' her father grunted.
 And taking up with that Bradford? I hope she won't marry him. I don't care if we have always known him he doesn't seem quite nice. We'll, he told Elizabeth that pr. Kingdom said at the club that western girls hadn t reserve enough-that he 6isapproved of co-education because it made girls too free-and-easy with men, and a lot of stuff like that!"
 ''She needn't be a fool if he did he never meant it for her."
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father was telephonec to. By the time he arrived the son had gathered up the threads of the case and was ready to say to the jury:
 No use talking, governor, I've got it badt"
 Anything beside the leg?"
 My heart"
 "Why-why, l didn't understand that the fall had affected your heart. 9
 But it has. It's a case of love at first sight, and the first sight didn't last more'n half q second!"
 And where is the girl?"
 Right here in the house. It was she Fho found me in the road and bossed tie job of getting me here Say, governor, she's a girl of sensei I haven't had fair look at her face yet but I know from her voice that she's goodlooking.
 We must now get you home" said the father in very sober tones.
 Cant be done. governor. Here I stay till the leg mends and I've got
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sigh, pulling himself together brisk ly, "I ought not to have spoken like that-I must not dream of marrying until I have made my way, and that may be-any time. Forgive me, Eilean, I ought not to have distressed you by talking like a madman."
 q am glad you told me, all the same" said Eilean, simply, land, Ken meth, I know it=-I feel it-you will succeed"
 . "God bless you dear, for your sym pathy."
 A dour, hard-natured. unlovable woman was old Nanny Ross. For 40 years or more she had lived all alone in the tumbledown cottage in the glen, holding herself aloof from everyone.
 Eilean Travers had come by chance upon the cottage during one of her rambles with her little charges. At first old Nanny's reception of her had not been cordial, but pity for the old womau's lonely state led Eilean to re peat her visits, and in time her coming was looked for with pleasure.
 Eilean's home duties prevented her from going to see her protege for sev- eral days after that cold winters even ing when she and Kennth Macullum naQ met Tn the cOLLaBe ana Sn6 ndu learned his feelings towOTds her. When at last Eilean was able to snatch a free hour from her exacting little pu- pills, she noticed a great change in the feeble old body. She could only speak with difficulty, and seemed restless and i'll at ease.
 When Eilean bent over the pillow to bid her goodby, old Nanny put out a shaking hand. "Dinna leave me-" she said huskily.
 ''I fear I must, Nanny" the girl said kindly. My time is not my own, you see. But what troubles your"
 'I'm feared" muttered the old wom- an, shivering. I'm goin' verra sune now, Miss Eilean.''
 What do you fear, dear Nanny?'' she asked.
 'The cauld grip, Missile, the grip O the King O Terrors-he's no far frae me now"
 ''The King of Love, Nanny, not the King of TerroTs-who comes with ! healing in his wings. and rest for the weary" said Eilean softly.
 i've no been @ guid servant to him, Miss Eilean."
 He will pardon our sins, Nanny; and going to the door. Eilean opened 1t.
 See" said Eilean. pointing to the distant hills, behind which the sun was
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By Annette Angert

the promise of that girl to be my wife"
 Young man, this seems to have af- fected your bgain!"
 Tt has affected me all over. Say, governor, I'm a lawyer, am l not?"
 "A very young and tender one"
 But 1 know what a breach of promise suit is, and I don't propose to stand in the dock"
 Harold Inlay, what can you mean?"
 Governor, when I saw those cows blocking the narrow highway and realized what a butcher shop 1t would be if tile girl didn't move them on, vowed to marry her if she did the right thing She did it, and I'll keep my word''
 "How many COWS were there?"
 Five"
 And how fast was I going?"
 "It looked like 200 or 300 miles minute to me"
 And if I'd struck that bunch of beef at that gait?"
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held the post of governess to the two spoflt children of Hon. Mrs. Mo Cour- teney.
 The establishment in Moray place had been transferred temporarily to Brackendale, a lovely shooting estate in the West Highlands. Here Eileen had again encountered Kenneth MacuI- lum, who was also staying in the neighborhood with friend, who owned a shooting lodge not far from Bracken- dale.
 Something Is worrying you tonight, Kenneth. May not know what 1t is?"
 Yes" answered the young man with a quick sigh, "I am worried about something" Then, with a gesture of impatience he suddenly burst out, 70, It's such beastly hard luck on @ fellow not to have money! If I had few of the hundreds that many young fool chucks away in a single night over a game of cards. what it would mean to mel"
 Eilean said nothing, only looked at her friend with troubled eyes.
 Its like this. Eilean," said Kenneth Macallum moodily, you know I'm pledged now. and ready to practice. I've had an offer from a doctor, an old friend of my fathers, who has one of AAhO D-s'1 bA eAN IA1So HI bl EA7LAAAE - tO DN- come his partner. pr. Thorne is get ting old and will soon retire. He of fers me the partnership for S2500-a partnership that in few years will be worth thousands a year to me. I've got to refuse it because I can't find the money. I might borrow the money, certainly, but-well, I have reasons for not wishing to do that"
 'I'm so sorry," said Ei1ean sympa- thetically. It's very hard for you, Kenneth. But don't despair; some other way will be found for you. You will get on, am quite sure of it."
 "A chance like that does not come twice in a mans lifeime." he said gloOmily. "I shall have to take beg garly assfstantship, suppose"
 He laughed bitterly and then his mood changed. and he turned to Eilean and caught her hands in his.
 "Eilean," he whispered imploringly, don't you understand, dear, why this is so hard for me? It Is because love you, and want you for my wife that am so anxious to rise in my profession. No, don't start, dear; you have known you must have known-for ever so long. All that you were to me. It can be no surprise to you to hear me say so now.
 But there." said the young man with
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sense she'll scatter those COWS and give me a clear road. If she does I'll marry her; if she does not"
 Here you COWS, get out of this!" cried the girl as she picked a stick and ran forward and belaboTed them.
 The surprised COWS moved. They didn't hustle, but they didn't have to go far to clear the road. A long blast and rumble and the girl caught sight of a white but determined face through the haze of dust. That was simply one peril avoided. Further up the road others must be encountered. She threw aside her sketching and mounted her pony and set off in chase. Half a mile away the auto had plowed its way into a bank and was at rest
 Young Inlay had been thrown out by the collision and suffered a broken leg. He vas unconscious until some tire after doctor had looked him c.cE at the manor house. No one knew who he was until his pockets had been searched. and then the