Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1919-02-07

Ito git along without II. i see you've
got one o. these newfangled stoves"
The added as ne looked 1t over. Huh
Rich folks can have anything they
want"
Uncle Peabody had sat splintering
the long stick of yellow birch. | OBJ
served that the jackknife trembled 10
bis hand. His tone had touch Of
unnaturalness, proceeding no doubt
from his fear. of the man before him,
as he said:
when l bought that stove I felt
richer than l do now. 1 had almost
enough TO settle with you up to date.
but l signed note for friend and
had to pay It."
"Ayuhl 1 suppose So" Grimshaw
answered In tone of bitter irony
which cut me like knfe-blade, young
as | was. "What business have you
slgnin' notes an givin' away money
which amt yours to give-Td like to
know? What business have you actin
like a rich man when you can't pay
yer honest debts? I'd like to know
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IF I've ever acted like rich man
It's been when 1 want lookin'," said
Uncle Peabody.
| What business have you to go en-.
largin' yer family-takin' another
mouth to feed and another body to
spin for? That costs money. 1 want
to tell you one thing, Baynes, you've
got to pay up or git out o. here"
He raised his. cane and shook It in
the air as he spoke.
"Oh, l amt no doubt o. that" said
Uncle Peabody. you'll have to have
yer money-that's sure; an you will
have N If live, every cent of 1t.
This boy is goin' to be n great help
to me-you don't know what good
boy he Is and what a comfort he's
been to usv"
These words of my beloved uncle
uncovered ny emotions so that ] put
my elbow on the wood-box and leaned
my head upon 1t and sobbed.
II amt goin' to be hard on We,
Bayres," said Mr.. Grimshaw as he
rose from his chair; "rll give ye
three months to see what you can do.
l wouldn't wonder If the boy would
surn 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 moment looking at us and
added in a milder tone: you've got
one o. the best farms in this town an
IL we work hard an use common
sense We ought to be out or debt in
five years-mebbe less"
He closed the door and wen away.
Neither of us moved or spoke as we
listened to his footsteps on the gravel
path that went down to the road and
to 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 halfspllntered
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 1t, as If no-half-ex-
pressed sentiment would satisfy her,
saying:
odd skinflint that ever lived in
this word, ayes! l. amt goin' to
hold my opinion o. that man no
longer. ayes! l can't. It's too pow
erful-ayes"
Having recovered my cOmpOsure |
repeated that / should like to give up
school and stay at home and work.
Aunt Dee' interrupted me by say
ing:
II have an idee that Sile Wright
will help us-ayes! He's comm home
an you better go down an see him
ayes Hadn't YEP"
"Bart an I'll go 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 to match,
! having earned them by saving and
cording wood at three shillngs a
cord. How often we looked back to
those better daysl The clothes had
been too big for me and l had had to
Wait until my growth had taken up
the "slaok" in my coat and trousers
before l could venture out of the
neighbour God. i had tried them on
every week or so for long time. Now
lay stature filed them handsomely
and they filled me with pride and
satisfaction which l had never known
before.
snow may the Lord help We 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-"
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