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The Wingham Times, 1908-07-02, Page 54.4 y• Red Saunders laimmannammumata ••• Illy •.. HENRY WALLACE PHILLIPS COPYRIGHT. 1002, 13Y M¢CLURE, PHILLIPS is COMPANY "Around you got" he hollers. for 4.000 miles, more or less, as Aggy had ft:marked. There he stood, with 'his mouth and eyes wide open, "'I'd like to have you other gentle- men tome up and see our first cleanup, • so you won't think we're running in a windy,' says Aggy. They wanted to see bad, as you can imagine, and when they did see about fifteen pounds of gold .in the bottom of my old hat they talked like people that hadn't had a Christian bringing up. "'Oh, Lord!' groans one man. 'Brig. ham Young and all the prophets of the Mormon religion! This is my tenth trip over this line, and me and Pete Hendricks played a game of seven up right ou the spot where that gent hit her not over a month ago, when the stage broke down! Some- body just make a guess at the way I . _. feel and give me one small drink.' Fa And he put his hand to his head. ea `Say, boys,' he goes on, 'you don't want all the whole blamed creek, do you? Let 1• us in!' rat "'Ilow's that, fellers?' says Ag to ga me and White. We said we was agree- ma able. spa "'All right, in you come!' says Aggy. I of `There ain't no hog about our firm, der But as for you,' says be, walking on as his tiptoes up to the driver—`as for you, of you cockeyed whelp, around you go! . titu Around you go!' he hollers, jamming I war the end of Moral Suasion into the driv- to ' er's trap. 'Oh, and won't you go scio round, though!' says he. 'Listen to Ity. 'me, now: if any one of your ancestors I •. H for twenty-four generations had ever enn done anything as decent as robbing a ord hencoop it would have conferred a ed kind of degree of nobility upon him. It eye wOuidn't be possible to find art ornrier rese cuss than you if a man raked all hell par I altogether want -to neither. Too late to argue though. By -by, son!" CHAPTER IV. ISS 11fATTIPI sat on her little front porch, facing the setting sun. Across the road, now an. kle deep in June dust, was the wreck of the Peters place—back broken roof, crumbling chimneys, shut. ters hanging down like broken wings, the old house had the pathetic appeal of shipwrecked gentility. A house without people in it, even when it Is in repair, is as forlorn as a dog who has lost bis master. alp the road were more houses of the nondescript village pattern, made net. ther for comfort nor looks. God knows why they built such houses! Perhaps it was in accordance with the old Puritan idea that any kind 01 physical perfection is blasphemy. Some of these were kept in paint and, win. ! dow glass, but there were enough pool relations to spoil the effect. Don the road betweenihe arches of the weeping willows came first the brook, with the stono bridge—this broken , as to coping and threadbare In general—then on the hither side of the way some three or four neighs hors' houses and opposite the black- smith's shop and postofilee,»the latter of course in a store, where you could buy anything from stale groceries to shingles. ! In short, Fairfield was an eastern village whose cause had departed, a community drained of the male prim ciple, leaving only a few queer men, the blacksmith and some halfling boys to give tone to the background of doz- ens of old maids. An unsympathetic stranger would have Pelt that nothing was left to the Fairfleldlans but memory, and the sooner they lost that the better. Take a wineglassful of raspberry vinegar, two tablespoonfuls= of sug half a cup each of boneset and bard, a good full cup of the milk human kindness, dilute in a gallon Iter and you have the flavor of i irfield. There was just enough of t ch ingredient to spoil the taste of d the rest. • - i i DIiss blattle rested her elbow on the p ling, her chin in her hand, and a zed thoughtfully about her. As a n tter of fact, she was the most in- u ring thing in view. At a distance ' N fi yards she was still a .tall, sten- i r1, Her body retained the habit m e11 as the lines of youth, a trick, 1 gliding into unexpected, pleasing at- 1 des, which would have been awk- h d but for the suppleness of limb u which they testified and the uncon- usness and ease of their irregular- 11 Ith er face was a child's face in the d obling sense of the word. The rec- th of the years written upon it seem- CITa masquerade—the face of a clear d girl of fourteen made up to rep- ! ca nt her own print at a fancy dress 8e ty; a face drawn a trifle fine, a lit - ascetic, but balanced by the h of the large, shapely mouth, an ly beautiful in bone and contou beauty of mignonette and dow gentle things. u could see that she was thirty -11v e blatant candor of noon, but no shed with the pink, of the settin she was still in the days of th prince. s biattie's reverie idled over th upon year of respectable stupidi represented life in Fairfield, whil eyes and soul were In. the boilhn gold of the sky glory. She sighed. 1 ge It A panorama of life minced before Por Miss Mattie's mind about as vivid and and fall of red corpuscles as a Greek frieze. Her affectionate nature was kn starved. They visited each other, the ' A ladies of Fairfield—these women wh had rolled on the floor together a babies—in their best black or green o Whatever it might be, and gloves— this though the summer sun might be hammering down with all his might. then they sat in a closed room talked in a reserved fashion which entirely the property of the call. urse one could have a moment's alk by chance meeting, and there the natural griefs of life to break orsets of this etiquette, although neral the griefs seemed to be drawn out and conventional af- as if nature herself at last yield - the system, conquered by the able conventionality and stub- ess of the ladies of Fairfield. It he unspoken but firm belief of of these women that a person it circle -who had no more idea peetability than to drop dead on ubiic road would never go to ar, rhu- ' n of ' s of THE WINGrEA _ TIMES, IDLY 2 1900 Miss Mattie but hthe tale ofing herSire had had offers, such as Fal About start," said he. years, I Miss Mattie was all abroad. SU and vicinity could boast, and de them With tact and the utmost rude, to the suitor for the compl. but bier "no," though mild, was fbr there lay within her a certain valiant spirit which would rathe lure the fatigue and loneliness o age in her little house than to ta larger life from any but the man was all—a commonnlaee in flctio rfielcl one's half cousin, who has come sue 11 lied took in a deep draft of tobacco ; _ 44, h and sent the vapor clear across time i very little room Mined a distance and been received so grata- oddly, is entitled to consideration. Sh 'tment, raised her agitated face and for th Arm; first time in her life realized the pleas quiet ure of wearing a mustache. r en- Then Red Saunders, late of th f old Chanta Seeehee ranch, North Dakota ke a sat him down. who "I'm obliged to you, Mettle," he said n, in in all seriousness. "To tell you the truth, I felt in need of a little comfort- R▪ ug- lug—hwe I've come all this distance— ough and,of course, I heard about father soon and mother—but I couldn't believe it cent- was true. Seemed as if they must be © I "On the hay reales, yes," he a e ed, with a sort of joking earnes - i"but otherwise I don't know." The return to the old home nawer- tness, 0 1 touched the big man deeply, and as he ' , leaned back in his chair there was a shade of melancholy on his face that for Infa,ntt and Children„ d became it well. _ _ Miss Mattie tookgin the mass of him > _ ^ The Kind You Have toinua Ultrtulrout illittttlalaM Saat;#,a 1111111140i CASTORIA real life sometimes quite a straits b3' football i hurried clown as tb to be through r • • as possible. It was a most magnifi —be- waiting at the old place for me to The sun distorted himself into a ant bh with Fairfield as sunset, flaming, gorgeous, wild yowl the management of the woe Fairfield—and bliss Mattie stared the heart of it with a longing for s thing to happen. Then the tit came, "What could happen?" sighed again, and, with eyes blin by heaven shine, glanced down the Inge street. She thought she saw—she rubbed eyes and looked again—she did see, surely never •a stranger sight was held on Fairfield's street! Had a al Bengal tiger come slouching Biro the dust it could not have been unusual. Tile spectacle was a ma I very large and mighty shouldered m who looked about him with a bold, perious, keep the ehange regard. Th was something in the swing of that suggested the Bengal tiger. wore high heeled boots outside of trousers, a flannel shirt with a yell ,ilk kerchief around his neck, and 'tis head sat a white hat which seem '°Miss 9lattie to be at least a yard rilanrater. IInder the bat was a in:Aable head of hair. .It hung be the man's shoulders In a silky mast Clark scarlet flecked with brown g Miss Mottle Lad seen red -'hair, but remembered no such color as this, could she .recall ever having seen 1 a foot and a half long on a man. T hair would have made a fortune oil head of an actress, but Miss Ma was ignorant of the possibilities of profession. The face of the man was a fine against which eyes, teeth and m tache came out in brisk relief. ''1 mustache avoided the tropical tint the upper hair and was content w n modest brown. The owner ca right njong, walking with a st etrong, straddling gait, like a m not used to that way of traveling. en of come back, and when I saw it all gone into to ruin— Well, then I set out to find ome- somebody, and do you know, of all the ought family there's only you and me left? She That's all, Mattie, just us two! While ded I was growing up out west I kind of vit. expected things to be standing still back here and be just the same as 1 her left them—hum— Well, how are you, and anyhow?" be, ! "I'm well, Will, and"—laying her Roy, ' hand upon his, "don't think I'm not ugh glad to see you—please don't. I'm so mote glad, WIll, I can't tell you—but I'm all n; a confused—so little happens here." an, ! 'I shouldn't guess it was the liveliest im- place in the world, by the look of it," ere said Red. "And as far as that's con - him corned, I kinder don't know what to He " say myself. There's such a heap to his talk about it's hard to tell where to ow , begin, But we've got to be friends, on ' though, Mottle—we've just got to be ed friends. a Good Lord. We're all there's in . left! Funny I never thought of such re- a thing! Well, blast tt! `That's enough low of such talk. I've brought you a pres- s of eut, Mattie." Ilse stretched out a leg • old. that reached beyond the limits of the I she front porch and dove into his trousers I nor pocket, bringing out a buckskin sack. lair He fumbled at the knot a minute and hat then passed it over, saying, "You un- the tie it—your fingers are sooplier than the mine." Miss Haute's fingers were ! the shaking, but the knots finally came un- 1 • done, and from the sack she brought tan, forth a chain of rich, dull yellow lumps I us- fashioned into a necklace. It weighed he a Pound, She spread it out and looked of at it astounded. "Gracious, Wilt! Is ith that gold?" she asked. me ; °;'That's what," he replied. "The real I t iff, article, just as it came out of the au ground; I dug itjmyself. That's the 1 n stretched out at 'his ease, his and a `, r face, to which the upturned mus gave a cavalier touch. They were ,stock, the Saunders, and the legs ,crossed th pit lcian cut of his tache good had not declined in the only twos ex- tant. "Ice's my own cousin," she whisper- ed to herself in the safety of the kitchen, "And such a splendid looking man!" She felt a pride of possession she had never known before. Nobody iu Fairfield or vicinity bad such a cousin as that. And Hiss Mottle went on joyfully fulfilling an inherited in. stinct to minister to the wants of some man. She said to herself there was some satisfaction in cooking for Somebody else. But slack -a -day, Miss alattle's ideas of the wants of some- body else had suffered a Fairfield change. Nothing was done on aelarge scale in Fairfield. But she sat the lit- tle cakes—lucky that she bad made them yesterday—and the fried mush and•the small pitcher of milk and the cold ham and the cold biscuit on th table with a pride in the appearance of the feast. "Supper's ready, Will," she said. e Iced responded instanter. Ile took a 10°15 at the board and understood, Ile ite the little cakes and biscuit and aid they .were the Burned best he '•ger tasted, He also took some pot :heese under a misapprehension, swal- owed it and said to himself that he lad been through worse things than That. Then, when his appetite had last begun to develop, the inroads on tie provisions warned him that it was ime ta stop. ,Meanwhile they had 'auged the fields of old times at ran - tom, and as Red took in Miss Mattie, ink with excitement and sparkling as o eyes, he thought, "Blast the supper! is a square meal just to look at her. f slie ain't pretty good people, I miss ty guess," It was a merry meal. He had such way of telling things! Miss Mattie adu't laughed so much for years, and he felt that there was no one that he had known so long and so well as cousin Will. There was only one jar - Ing note—Ited spoke of the vigorous elebration that had been followed by he finding of gold. It was certainly :ell told, but Miss Mattie asked in oft horror 'when he had finished, You didn't get—intoxicated—Will?" "Did I?" said he, lost in memory and of noticing the tone. "Well, I put :ny hand down the throat of that man's town and turned her inside out! Et was like as if Christmas and Fourth if July had happened ou the same Miss Mattie eyed him in some fear, 1 ! Ile would be by her house directly, and it was hardly modest to sit ag- I 4'i-' ;:. ;ti+. 1, ale p' t f '_� ! her / ! I a gressively on one's front porch wh strange man went. by, particular uch a very strange man as this. Y t thrill of curiosity held her for t noment, and then it was too late, for he man -stopped and asked little Ed - ie Newell, who was playing placidly u the dust—all the children played lucidly in Fairfield—asked Eddie in voice which reached Miss Mattie lalnly, although the owner evidently rade no attempt to raise it, If he knew NI bliss -\Mattie Saunders lived? 1 1die had not noticed the large an's approach and nearly fell, over n a fright, but seeing; with a child's ntuition, that there was no danger 1 this fierce looking person he piped p instantly. "Y-y-yessir, I kin tell yer where she ves—yessir! She lives right down ere in that little house. I kin go own with you jes' swell 's not! Why, ere she is now, on the stoop!" "Thankee, sonny," said the big voice. Iere's for miggles," and Miss Mottle ught the sparkle of a coin as it w into the grimy fists pf Eddie. "Much obliged!" yelled Eddie and with a fine toothed comb. Now, you tle stare coated, mangy, bandy legged, mor !misbegotten, outlaw coyote, fly—fly!' real whoops Aggy, jumping four foot in the , the [air, 'before I squirt enough Iead 'tato and I7Tour system to make it a paying job ' , Yo ,,to melt you down!' 1 In th N�"The stage driver acted according to b1u orders. Three wide steps and he was ' sun, inn the wagon, and with one screech fairy alike a p'izened bobcat he fairly lifted ! 4 Mis ;the cayuses over the first ridge. No. year !body never saw him any more, and no. - that [body wanted to. - 1 her k"So that's the way I hit my stake, son; just as I'd always expected—by !not knowing what I was doing any part of the time—and now, there .comes my iron horse coughing up the :track! I'll write you sure, boy, and you let old Reddy know what's going on-- I.and on your life don't forget to give •it to the lads straight why I sneaked off on the quiet! I've got ten years older in the last six months, WeI!, 'here .we go quite fresh, and d—d if • ! ' Ile's my own cousin," she whispered to herself. • va abr es he elt e• to w, he • tic e ey A agi ty ha e me e T uished up the street. Miss Mattie sat transfixed. He eath came in swallows, and her art beat irregularly. Here was nov • with a' vengeance! -The big man rned and fastened his eyes upon r. There was no retreat. She no - ed with some reassurance that his es were grave and kindly. s he advanced Miss Mottle rose in tation, unconsciously putting her nd on her throat. What could it an? he gate was opened and the stran- r strode up the cinder walk to the ch. He stopped a whole minute looked at her. At last! We11, Mattie!" he said, "don't you ow me?" flood of the wildest hypotheses • r 1 reason I'm here. I'd never got money , i enough to go anywhere farther than a horse could carry me if I hadn't °- taken a fly at placer mining and hit her to beat b—er—the very mischief." Miss Mattie looked first at the bar- baric, splendid necklace and then at the barbaric, splendid man. Things grew confused before her in trying to realize that it was real. What two planets so separated in their orbits as I her world and his? She had the im- agination that is usually lacking in small communities, and the feeling of a fairy story come true possessed her. "And now, Mattie," said he, "I don't know what's manners in this part of • the country, but I'll make free enough on the cousin part of it to tell you that I could look at some supper with- out flinching. I've walked a heap to- day, and I ain't used to walking." 1 Miss Mattie sprang up, lersetf ngaiiE at the chance 1- offer ]iospitalit a" "Why, you poor man!" said she. "Of course you're starved! It must bo ' nearly 8 o'clock. I almost forget about eating, living here alone. You shall ' have supper directly. Will you come in or sit a spell outside?" "Beckon I'll come in," said Red. "Don't want to lose sight of you now that I've found you." It was some time since Miss Mattie had felt that any one had Cared enough for her not to want to lose sight of her, and a delicate 'warm bloom went over her cheeks. She hurried into the little kitchen. out "Mattie!" called ROI on f "What Is it, Will'?" she answered, ise— Coming to the door. noos • flashed through Miss Mattie's mind s without enlightening her. Who was • this picturesque giant who stepped out of the past with so familiar a sal- utation? Although the porch was it foot high, and Miss Mattie a fairly tall woman, their eyes were almost on a level as she looked at him in won- der. I Then he laughed and showed his white teeth. "No use to bother and worry you, Mattie," said he. "You couldn't call it in ten years, Well, I'ni your half uncle Fred's boy 13111, and I hope you're a quarter as glad to see me as I am to see you." I "What!" she cried. "Not little Willy I who ran away!" "The same little Willy," he replied In a tone that made bliss Mattie laugh a little, nervously, "and what I avant to know is, are you glad to see me?" i "Why, of course! But, Will—I sup- pose I should call you Will? I am so flustered—not expecting you—and it's been to warm today. Won't you come in and take a ebair?" wound up Miss Mattie In desperation and fury at her- self for saying things so different from what she meant to say. I There was a twinkle in the man's eyes as he replied in an Injured tones • "Why, good Lord, Mottle! I've come ' t 2,000 miles or more to see you, and you ask me to take a chair Just as If I'd stepped in from across the way! 1 Can't yeti give a mart a little warmer t welcome than that?" "What shall l do?" 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In spite r slenderness it was a wide Motto. lap in width her hands rested, 'ions cradle for little children. stinctively It wonld come to you looked at her that there could, more comfortable place for a man to come home to than a old presided over; by this WOW >}", gentle wotnan. .... t 1 ny,,, "Oh, Will," cried Miss Mattie, • :an't think of you like that—rolling i the gutter!" Her voice shook an broke off. Iler knowledge of the e feet of stimulants was limited to Fat cAeld's one drunkard—old Tommy Mc ILee, a disreputable old Irishman—bu drunkenness was the worst vice in he world. "Rolling in the gutter!" cried Red 1 "Can I smoke in this little house?" "Cer-tainly. Sit right down and wake YOurSelf comfortable. Don't you re- win member what a smoker' father was?" Red tried the different chairs with ehes With his hand. They were not a stalwart tun lot. Filially he spied the homemade thing rocker in the corner. "There's the lad his for me," he said, &awing it out. 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