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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Seaforth News, 1932-05-19, Page 10PAGE SIX THE SEAFORTH NEWS. THURSDAY, MAY 19, .1932 John Uri Lloyd (Continued from last week.) care ov Tittle Sissie, .I She air too young to fight, but when she's grown 'eB•ut one day we ,started a young up ehe'11 marry an' raisea family ter help carry on the feud. lAn' Red,' she said, 'make me ont promise.' "'Go on, mem, I'1l do et! " 'Don't yo' let up on the feud, Red. Et must be ter the end. `Yto' needn't make me promise thet,' I said, `I'll fight et out,' " ''I'd die happy ef your dad were li.vin' ter help yo'.' 1 " 'Never mind dad,' I said. 'Thar 'air only one feller left over the hill, the old man. Dad shot t'h'ree ov 'em before they got him; ,an' I shot one, an' we can't exlpect ter hev all the luck:' u Here the teacher interrupted. "Why didn't you go for a doctoi? !Perh'ap's your mother's wound might not have been necessarily fatal." "Doctor nuthin! Thar wa'n't no d'octor's fifteen miles ov our .place; b'sides, ef I +hed opened the door theta night I'd hev gat a ball too. Yo' don't know .nuthin' 'bout' the m'our'ns an' the feuds. teachah." "You say that your father had been killed ?" "Yes; 'fergot ter mention et, but he shed been -shot down 'bout a month b'efoah. ,Next marnin' I shut Sis in the cabin an' sneaked over ter Jones an' axed him ter come an' bury mond; an' I tell yo', teachah, things war monstrous quiet 'bout our place 'fer a time after thet. !Sis hed l'arned ter keep still an' stay in In house. She war only 'bout three years old, but she hed seen some lad dash's, teachah, an' hed lots ov sense fer, sech a little thing. :Jim war shot, dad war shot, an' main war shot, but thar wa'n't but one Holcomb left. 'An' it war Sis er rate ilex ef. I couldn't git him first 1" For the second time the narrator stopped and drew his +coarse sleeve slowly across his eyes. "Etmakes me tired, I says, ter talk so ,long, teachah, but I'll git my 'wind an' be rested in a minit." Then he contin- ued: "1 war too little ter use the big gull, an' hed ter trust to the pistol er the 'light rifle. an et wa'n't fair mow, fer Tom Holcomb war the tallest man I ever seed, an' he shot with a Sprin- field musket. (But when a fel'ler's in a feud, et • don't make no difference 'bout the size, ''Et's kill er git killed. I did what I promised mam I''d do es best I could. I hedn't much chance fer I hed ter ;slap in an' out the cabin an' watch fer my own life an' care fer Sis an' try ter git a bead on Hloloomb. But 'twa'n't no use things war ag'in me. I slipped out one morin' through the back ,doorter git some meal, fer tharwa'n't a bite ov bread in the :place an' when I came back the front door war wide open. When I saw thet open door I feared et meant trouble, I crept inter the house the back way, an' thar in the open dooir,huggin' her Tittle rag doll, sat Sissie. I icould' •see the head ov the .dell over her shoulder, 'The stns war ahinin bright in her face, her 'back war toward me, her little head leaned ag'in the side ov the door, an' she looked es sweet es a piotur. 'Sis,' I said, `.Sissie, yo' mussent sit in the door; Toni Holcomb'll git you. Sis.' But she didn't say nuthin,' ',Guess she's asleep; I thought, an' slipped' ter her side an' jumped at her an' oried, 'Boot Bood' But she didn't move." !The boy's head dropped again, his chest 'heaved convulsively. Sob after -sal) broke the air Suddenly control- ling himself, he defiantly turned to- ward us boys, 'urn thrash the feller what laughers et me. 1 ain't a coward ef I do cry." "My child," said the' teacher, as he hrus'hed away • a tear from his own eyes, "for the affecting •eliinax came so suddenly as to unnerve him too, "no one blames you for crying. I con- demn thyself for lead'ing you to tell in public this pathetic story of your life. It is I who ant: in fault, 'but I did not know what was coming. It is a shame," "Yes," ,answered the boy, "et war a shame ter shoot sech a chunk dv lead 'through sech a little bit ov a girl. Viet bullebt war 'big 'enough ter kill deer, an' et run fer the divide. We shed n't no guns, fer we war out fishin' ',but es et war a settle critter, we started ter try an' ketch et rennin. We didn't notice whar et run, an' be- ifoat I knew et, we war goin' down the moun'n tother side Dov Bald Hill. 1]dm war ahead an' mighty close on, the deer when bang went a gun in the (thicket, an' Jim dropped." Here the boy stopped, hung his head and drew his coarse sleeve ac- ross hie eyes. " 'Scuse ire, teachah," he said, "I ain't used t' talkin, en' et makes me tired t' speak so long." tIn a moment' he resumed: "I run t'. Jtim an' raised his head, but et war ono use, he didn't know me. He war dead. A minis ball (red gone in jest above one ear an' out jest below tother. I couldn't do nothin' fer Jim, an' so I dropped him an' started ter sneak fer the thicket. 1 wanted ter see who done the shootin' . an' I did see too. tI didn't go straight for the spot, but snook ter the right an' got inter a irollath, an' then I crept up till I cone" near ter the place the smoke came from, . but thar' want no one thar.' 'Jest then I looked back. an' slippin' 'long'the hillside, I ,sew a man stooped over tryin' ter :keep the layrel thicket 'twixt Jim an' hisself. He got 'twist an' old stump .an' Jim an' cocked his gun an' looked up, He war a monstrous tall man, Old Holcomb, He could see Jim a-layin' Char, but he 'didn't seem ter care fer him, an' I ;saw that he war lookin' fer me. Lord, teachah; of I hed only 'hed my gun then 1 "But es I didn't, I jest laid low an' then slipped inter the briars, an' sneaked 'roue' the hill an' made fer home. f'Man an' dad an' •little Sis war sittin' at the table satin' supper when 'I stepped inter the door, 'Whir's ' Jim?' mam axed. " `Shot 1' "Dad got up an' -pirated ter Bald Hill. 'Hen yo' boys coast the divide?' " 'Y'es,' " 'Es he dead?' " I jest put a finger on each side ov my head. "Ilinie ball," was all I said. '•He's lyin' jest over the hog- back., "Dad turned ter tht fireplace an' took down hisbig ba'r, gun—the big ba'r gun--J'Y'll bring Jim home. Yo' folks keep in the cabin till I come. 'Don't yo' go out' " 'The feud's on ag'in,' war all mam said. But she blew the coals up an' commenced ter ,run bullets • fer the big gun an' she set me ter cleanin' up the rifle an' revolvers. "But dad didn't come' home till long after darle, an' he didn't come home then nether. Sia an' I went ter sleep 'btit-I guess mam didn't, fer 'bout day- light. L war waked u,p by a knock on the door, an' es I opened my eyes 1 saw she war dressed. 'She took dawnthe ir'n har an' let dad in; he !hed Jim in his arms.: 'The feud's on,' he said. 'That'll be a grave dug 'cross the hill too when we bury Jima Et war a long sh'ot, britt I caught him through the winder.' "''Who'd yo' git ' asked mam: " 'Don't know whether 't is the old man er .the boy, they're 'b'out the same size, butet's one ov 'em! '"Well, teachah, we buried Jim in our row, an' neater day Sam Holcomb war buried in thern. Then we all got ready ter kill an' be kilted. Thar wa'n't much ter do but ter kiver the 'winders close, ter keep the .guns clean an' 'then sneak in an' out the house. Et war watch an' sneak an' hunt an' sneak. !We killed all our dogs 'ceptin' i ,one five thet stayed in the house ter Mark, fer they hedn't sense 'neigh ter keep oast ov 'Sight, an' ef a dog war seen in the bushes et would give us away. lOne night Mem war shot by a ball that come through ,the winder, Et war jest a 'little crack, but big 'Hough ter let light out an' a bullet in. IS'he wa'n't killed dead, but she could- n't live long, ars' she •,`knowed et. "Rid,' she said ter, me, 'take good a b.'ar. :But I'll g' even' with Hol -1 comb y.t." I aveantthtyti la1ihmethatI let yid tel+ this'so.row:fiS'[ sfory� lieu." "11'5 aiii't'd'one yet, teachah.The little • thing hed opened the door ter. sit in .he sunshine, 'an' a bullet, :he size• dv your thumb ploughed *rough her:chcst an' out her 'back. 1 picked 'her tip an' laid her on the bed. an' then took a'n' old satchel ani put a few things inter et ('I hedn't Bauch) an' carefully`''wrapped up the 'little !bloody doll, an' put thet on top. 2 •Irain't got nuthin' else now ter mind me ov Sissie but thea dolt 1 barred the front door ,an' slipped ont the back way, ont an'. over 'Tie spur ter Jones house. I took my pisltol-thet's the• very'•,pistol" (he pointed to the weapon on She table) ' an' •befit •. the guns aft' everytthing, else. 'TA !ain't fair,' I said ter J'one;, 'Hlolcomb's too big fer me.' Coin' ter 'run away?' said Jones. 'MO! 'gain' ter go away. ter grow' bigger. Tell Tom Holcomb thet ef 'he' wants me I'll !be in 'Stringtown on the Pike." 'An' ef he 'don't fouler yo'?' !"When Ion big 'n'ough ter,h!an'dlle a Springfield guns I71 be back ag'in. Tell' him the feud's on fill one ,er other ov us es Ada' r's 'An' S'?s'sfe 1 air yo' gain' ter leave 'Sissie?' " ,said Jones. 'She don't need rade no danger. Yo'll find her on the bed in the cabin. (Bury her in the -:raw, '1on'gsid'e ov mam, II shan't go ter the buryin', fo' I can't run n'o risk ov old Ho'icomb's gun.' N u l ,iM;r Th et s all, fieachah, Drawing the child to his' side, Pro- fessor Drake gently smoothed the un- kempt red hair, parting it with his inders:in the place a part should. be but seldom before hed been seen. Then he spoke: 'And, you etfpect 1?,r, Holcomb to follow you to Stringtown?" "I looks fer him every 'nrinit, aid' I hev ter watch sharp. ITlhar ain't no other head like mine, an' es soon es he sots eyes on et he'll draw his, gun. 'Ith'et's why I sets on the fence -post ,watchin' the puke; ef I catch sight ov him first, 'et'll help me powerful much." "If he observes you before you see him?" "Holco'urb's a dead shot, .teachah, an' my head's a good mark. Thar ain't much chance. PTe'achah," he continued, "please give me back my ;p'istol an' give .me leave ter carry et. fer I needs'et (bad. .I hain't no other friend, ,this side' ov the graveyard in the friend, Ef I fights any. ov these 'ere boys I'll use my fists er a stick er a stone. I'll bite 'an' scratch, like the girls do, I'll pull hair Like thet feller" Che pointed to me). "I promise Chet I'll not use a gun lessen Holcomb comites, Ef he does, et'1.l mean 'the endin' o'f the feud ' one way er tother, an' ef I hain't no grin et'll be his way sure. iI'm a. bad boy, es yo' folks looks et me, but yo' hain't seed . things es I've seed 'em. Yo' 'hain't no feud ter fight out. Please give me back my gun. 11'11 jest set on the 'fence and won't bother no-' body." (Deeply moved by Red -Head's dra- matic story, Prof. Drake stood for same moments in silent meditation. "I perceive there coniesa time," he mournfully said to himself, "when du- ty demands that wrong be continued in, behalf of wrong already ,estalb- lished. Alas, the lane under which these people live makes that which we call wrong diito what they call right! It is wrong fat Inc to allow this boy to carry a ,pistol with murder in his heart, and surely that is the abject Mut a greater wrong it would be to render him' defenceles's, for he might in that condition encouudter his enemy, the misguided armed man, who would shoot hint on sight." Then taking the revolver front the 'table, the teacher handed jt'to the pleading boy. "Child," he .gently saki, "As a special privilege I give you per'm'ission to carry this 'weapon, which you need to de'fe'nd your life, but I shall speak to Mr. ,Niordlman concerning this affair, and endeavor to reach and disarm Mn, IHrollcostdh, or at least prevail on him to keep away from Stringtown." '-`Nordntait knows all 'bout it, and the takes nay part. But yo' needn't try t' stop Holcomb. He knows every hole in the mountains, an' he dold't intend t' quilt 'tiill the feud's foughtit' th'e end. Nb one kin edge In. It's him an' me :fer et, teachah." CHAPTER XLV "Tell ire,, Jennie, Tell me what it is" 'The fall session passed, the holidays came and went, the spri•n!g session had atearly;worit itself away. The evil pred'iction's 'eonicerating us three drer't had passed froth 'airy nsih:d, ai'ad no longer-dietutbeil over the Red - !Head boy. I'. looked forward to the coming entente; wheal I hoped, that biry life in the 1Stringtown school wotrlld terminate. The session's close approached, Susie in loving friendship with all the girls, my antagonist 'witih- out a friend ariovng the boys, Well do 1 remember that fatelel last morning, That morning, 01 wiricli the date is lost and need not be revived, fot' the story I have to relate does, no ere (Ir'u to•any day, the ,iris'of the String town school were, I perceived as I 'sat in place' before school 'opened, in subdued excitement. Whispering groups inearnestccnvers•altitiut indlca!t- edthat .something of importance had occurre'd to disturb thein. When a boy chanced to approach the lips wouldcease to mo'v'e, but would 'be- ginjto buzz again an ,his'depanture, in dicating' that the: subject -matter was (fit ,only foi- girls tohear. I sat alone in my place, and no , did Red -Henri: 1We' two boys had troubles•of'ourr own. Re'd-Bead` and I h'a.d me 't again, had "mouthed", each other„ had parted to +aiwiait by appointment, the ending of they session now neat' at hand,;'( knew 1u1i1 well •that Professor Drake would not overlook a second fight,, and nay antagonist knew thet Mr. Nordna'an' had promised that he should be obe- dient and break no rules. He 'sulked in his place, scantling at whont!soevei'' chanced to meet, his' gaze. w'h'ile I. sat glumly in my place inedi ltiting over the coming ,fight. 'The prediction of tile; old. negro Cape sprang to ntly mind;' I looked across the room to the girl's. Susie was not in her place. Then it was that I first chanced to o'b'serve the whislpering group with heads close pressed together, and as the moments palsted I sat silently eyeing them, studying their m'ovement's, and at, la's't I concerned mys'el'f enough to wander what could''! have occurred to create su'c'h subdued excitement in their (ranks. The door opened, and Susie, tripped into the roam. I watched .her, as she passed down the open apace before the door, across'and past the spolt Where once the teacher had marked two circles on the ,floor for Red -Head and fie to stand in, until she.reached a group of girls , who, on opposing seats, vat with 'heeds together, lean- ing ,across the aisles, These girls shrank back, gazing intently into her face as .she drew near, but trade no offer toreturn the pleasant' greeting. A cold stare' was .their response, and beneath it the smile 00 Susie's face 'disappeared. She was only a child but no words were ne'ces'sary to tell to her the Story carried by those un'fee ' ing eyes aitd shrinking form's. She passed along with downcast face, her Batelle! of books hanging upon her. arm. From the cheek toward me the blood had fled; leaving a surface white as d'ough;`I saw those roses fade as I have sometimes seen a beautifully tinted evening cloud' deaden and turn tp leaden hue. Down the aisle to her .own desk .;passed the. child while on either side, peering at her as 'girl's w'hte have the devil in their hearts only can. 'sat those Stringtown giris..Bu't Susie looked neither to the right nor to the left, although it could be seen that she 'felt the touch :Of those scornful eyes. Her doskmate, Jennie Mauley, the. youngest daughter of the "upright" ,Mr.Mauley, sat in• her place; but as 'Susie approached she too drew away as though the touch Of the garment of the approaoliin'g girt Might be un- clean. The child stopped short, the satchel 'of b'oo'ks slipped, from Iter nerveless arm and fell upon the floor, !Pleadingly site raised her clasped hands, then dropped into her seat and imploringly turned her pallid face up on her deskmate. Her forms seemed to draw into itself as does the delicate, shrinking sensitive plant when touch ed by a rough hand. I -ler words came low and tremulous, but I caught their: "Tell nbe, Jennie! tell rare what it is!" For reply the des'kmate :drew back again, Then carne whispers front about; the busy tongues of String - town girls' were loosed, Slowly the. kneeling child arose, and turned back toward the door; She did ]rot stop to ,.pack tip the fallen satchel; a rosy- apple osyapple touched by her foot rolled ac- ross the floor to the rostrum, but she: heeded it not, The w'his'pers' ' grew louder as she pasted back along thet vacated aisle, and then as she reached the middle o'f the open s'p'ace before the ,door, one tongue, bolder and more vicious than the others, sang. iia sar- Ic•astic 'ttto'n'atone, "Only Susie, Nigger Susie, Nigger Susie!" Had the girl been ins'tan'tly petrified she could' slot have stopped more sud' denly. A ,pallor came over her face. Her beseeching eyes wandered about from one to another as if a'ppealin'g fox lheirp from a sympathetic soul, but no responseotherthan a Malicious. stare 'net her .gaze,, and she turned again toward the door, The Real-llleaded Boy of Nordmtan sprang across bhe'floer and threw his arm about the shrinking girl, who, dropped her head convulsively upon his sh'ou'lder. Raising his clenched fist, he shook it viciously at the group of girl's, and s'h'outed: "I kin thrash: the brother ov the girl who said theist swords ter this unl" Giving them,no time to reply, he.cointinued•: "I' kin thras'h' any boy in School .ov my sized a bad boy from the Haintuick Moun'nls, but I ain't bad 'noaagh ter be. a'brother ter s'ech a set es .,yon-uu'sl I'm awful mean an' bads, I kin knock the eyes :out ov ;a pig an' watch et •stunt!bie 'bout; 'I- kin pu!11 the legs ;off, pv a frog an' watch et try .ter hop; I ]cu break the wings ov a bird an. watch et ll utter ,bhent s tlze,tJtntgs 1 lain dol Wihatever's bad e',s' •fermi--fer, nie! 1 'kin:' do anything neon_ thet any any other' boy ever did, .but I ain't. mean cr bad 'nilgai ter be 'a brother ter sech a "set' es you-urs1 Bring on yer brothers, I says, bring ''els one at a tine, er'two at a clip, an' ,I'll thrashS thedot! b'11 fight with fist' er teeth er club er stone er gutn1 Ent "Nordanan's Red -Head 'Boy, I "are-ethat's what yo'' calls me, 'an' that's me, an' I''m a dev i�lish bad un! I've killed my man` tap tip in the -'serous ns, an' Ill ,kill another „er get shot myself,". He stood ,defiant, vicious, m'aligivant,. Tihe skin on his head began to wabble as if Making sport of his hearers; the ears moved back and forth again as they did the day I faced' him; and 1 saw, too, that he and Susie stood to- gether on the ,spot where he and I had once 'stood. But my , admiration for him now supplanted my hatred. I sprang frontmy place and m'oved' to- ward the two children, holding out Amy hand. "Let ins 'be, with ,you, and Susie,"'I said, '`we three together. Let us be firiendts." ' "Back,", hs: cried; "er I'1'1• hit yo'l I want '',no friend, in Strinigtawnl I hate yo' all, I hate everybody on earth. I hate Susie, too, 'cause she's ,been born, but I takes up fer her pow not 'p'au'se I cares fer her, but 'cause "yo'atl hev 'thrown her down." ' "You need not: hate, me any longer, tI am your friend :naw!" I 'cried.' "I'll hit yo' el yo' don't go back! I hain't no friend fol ' ourn yo'air ov trtine. 'We'll fight et out ,day , after School -'closes." In' a very different tone he spoke now to Susie. ."We two air alone, ISu'sie;,Yo' hain't no name ter be proud ov, an' I ain'tnever 'heel .none at all. You're 'only Susie,' an' Pin only (Red Head. I'il take yo' home ter nig- ger Cupe, an' I'il thrash the feller what insults yo' ever ag'in." He looked at the girls and spoke in an, earnest tone, and with language such as I could not,. have expected him to use. `'Girls, yo' air meaner 'n ,pison an' eneekiirer it snakes. This un hadn't ,done .yo' no •harm, an' she, ain't ter blame fer.the deviltry ov the cdward ov,a father who desertecd' her. I hears all yeast whisperin'; my ears kits stand up ant' catch mighty 'low sounds. I know•all yo' said, an'' I answers all ov yo' now. I talcealback what I promis- ed the teachah 'bout siltootls' in this school. I'll shoot the brother ovathe Ifinsit girl who even makes another whipper '.gaiwst this one.. Ef she ain't no brother I'll shoot her dad, an' of s'he hainit no dad"—he stopped—I'll take et out ov her ,own*hide, but 1'11 notskill her. Don't fergit what I says, !fer I means et, "Come, Susie," he continued, "we (hev fro use for this .place now. Yo' en' me air alone in the world. Yo' air Susie nobody, an'. I'm• n'obody, the 1Red-Head." 'Turning to inc, .he added, "Yo' wants ter .shales hands, but we two don't shake hands till atter the fight. I'll meet yo' in. Indian H'oliah where yo 'said yo'dbethe morel' after .school shots up, but thar ain't ter be no shakin' ov hands." (Never again did either he or she en- ter the door of the Stringtown school, • To be continued. PIROFESS'IONAL CARDS „Medical Dd H, HUIGIH ROSIS, Physician and Surgeon, 'L'ate of London Hos- pital, London, England, Special attention to diseases of the eye, ear, nose and throat. Office and, reNl- derice behind' Dominion. Bank Office Phone No. 5; Residence Phone 104. 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