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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Seaforth News, 1933-06-22, Page 6PAGE SIX 'THE SEAFORTH NEWS. THURSDAY, JUNE 22, 1933 me f. , eve r:.,,,: tr,tkl.. r.ty6ial v'`5gw;v IIIIEIIIIMWMlgaailaaiaiMaagaaaMSSZgiM CHAPTER IV !peering cautiously round the cowshed; and, behind, the flutter 'a f. shout pe'tti- After that first encounter in the looats., Ilhey disappeared as silently as they had come; and two small fig- ures, just returned from school, glid- ed away and sought shelter in the friendly darkness of a coa'leh'ole. "Caom awa', Maggie, coom awa'! 'Tis the"owd un, 'isself," whispered a disrespectful voice. iM'Adenr looked around suspicious- ly. "What's than?" he asked sharply, At the moment, however, Mrs. Moore put her head out of the kitchen window. "Coam thy ways in, Mister M' - Adam, and tak' a soop o' tea," she called hospitably. "Thank ye kindly, • Mrs. Moore, I will," he answered, politely fro'im. :And this one good thing musk b€ al- lowed of Arlan r'tf"Adam: that if there was only one woman of whom he was ever known to speak well, there was also only one, in the whole course of his life, against whom he ever insinuated evil—and that ' was years afterward, when men said his brain was sapped. Flouts and jeers he had for every man, but a woman, good or bad, was sacred to him. For the sex that had given hini his mother and his wife he had that sen- timent of tender reverence which, if a man still preserve, he cannot be al- together bad. As he turned 'into the house he looked back at Red Well, 'Ay, we may leave him," he said, "That is, gin ye're no afraid, Mr, Thornton?" Of what happened while the ]nen were within doors, it is enough to tell two things. That Owd Bob was no bully. !Second, this: In the code of sheep -dog honor there is written a word in stark black letters; and op- posite it another word, writ large in the color of brood, The first is "Sheep - murder"; the second "Death." It is the one crime only to be wiped away in blued; and to accuse of the crime is to offer the one unpardonable in - suit. Every sheep -dog knows it, and every shepherd. That afternoon, as the men still talked, the quiet echoes of the farm rung with a furious animal cry, twice repeated: "Shot for sheep-murder"— "Shot for sheep -murder"; followed by a hollow stillness. Dallesenan's Daughter, Red Wull, for so L'Adanr called him, resigned him- self com:placeutly to his lot; recog- nizing, perhaps, his destiny. (Thenceforward the sour Litt:e man and the vicious puppy grew, as it were, together. The two were never apart. Where M'sAdam was, there was sure to be his tiny attendant, bristl- ing defiance as he kept ludicrous guard over his master. The little man and his dog were in- separable, kPAdam never left him ev- en at the Grange. I couldna trust ma Wullie at hanie alone wi' the dear lad;" was his ex- planation. 'I ken weel I'd come back to find a wee corpse on the floor, and David singin': 'My heart is sair, I dour na tell, My heart is sair for somebody.' Ay' and he'd be sair elsewhere by the time I'd be done wi' him—he! hen" The sneer at David's expense was as characteristic as it was unjust. For though the puppy and the boy were already sworn enemies, yet the lad. would have scorned to harm to small 'a foe, And many a tale did David tell at Kenmuir of Red Wuif's viciousness, of his hatred of him (David), and his devotion to his piaster; how, whether immersed in the pig bucket or chas- ing the fleeting rabbit, he would desist at once, and :bundle, panting, up at his master's call; how he routed the tomcat and drove hip from the kit- chen; and how he clambered on to David's bed and pinned him murder- ously by the nose. Of late relations between M'A'dam and James Moore had been unusually strained. Though they were neigh- bors, communications between the two were of the rarest; and it was for the first time for many a 'long day that, on an afternoon shortly after Red Well had come into his possess- ion. -lI":.Adam entered the yard of Kenmuir, bent on girding at the mace ter for an alleged trespass at the Stony (Bottom. "W' yer permission, Mr, :Moore, said the little man, "I'll wheestle ma dog," and, turning, he whistled a shrill, peculiar note like the cry of a disturbed peewit. ;Straightway there came .scurrying desperately up, ears back, head down, tongue out, as if the world depended on his speed, a little tawny beetle ofµ a thing, who ;placed his forepaws against his master's ankles and looked up into his face; then, catching sight of the strangers, hurriedly he took up .his position between them and M'Adam, assuming his natural attitude of grisly defiance. Such a 'laughable spectacle he made, that martial mite, standing at bay with bristles up and teeth bar- ed, that even James 1,Ioore smiled. "Ma word! Ha' yo' brought his .muzzle, man?" cried old-Tammas, the •humorist; and, turning, climbed all in a heat on to an upturned bucket that stood by. Whereat, the puppy em- boldened by his foe's retreat, advanc- ed savagely to the attack, buzzing round the slippery pail like a wasp on a window pane, in vain attempt to reach the old man. Ttenimas stood on the top, hitching his trousers and looking down on his assailant, the picture of mortal fear. "''Elpl Oh, 'elpl" he bawled. "Send Ear the aojersl fetch the p'licel For law] a nmssy's sake call him off, man l" Even Sam'd Todd, watching the scene from the cart -shed, was tickled and 'burst into a loud guffaw,, heartily backed by 'Enry and oor gob. ! hile 1'I'Xdarn remarked: "Ye're +fitter for a stage than astable -bucket, Mr. Thornton." "Haw didet coom by him?" asked 'animas, nodding at the puppy. 'Found him,' the little man replied, sucking his twig. "Found him in ma stockin' on ma birthday. A present from Ma ]earls David far his auld clad, d d'oot." 'So do I," said Tammas, and was seized with sudden spasm of seeming- 'ly causeless merriment. For looking up as M'Ad,am was speaking, he had caught a glimpse of a boy's fair head, searching everywhere. 'Cannot 'a' gotten far,"said the Master, 'reassuringly, looking about him. "Niver no telling'," said Sam'l, ap- pearing on the scene pig -bucket in band. "1.niisdoot yo'll iver see your clog agin, nilseer." He turned sorrow- fully to MTAdra.m, That little main all dishevelled, and with the perepiration standing on his face, came hurrying 0.11 of the cow shed and danced up lo the Mester. "'It's rob'bed I anv—rolb'bcd, 'I tell ye!" he cried recklessly. "Ma wee \Vull's bin stolen while Was ben your hoose, James Moore!". Y.o' ninn•rla slay that ma ]non.. No rabble, at Kenmuir," the Master an- sneered sternly. "Then where is he? It's 'for you to "'I've ma awn - idee, I 'ave," Senn'] announced optiontunely, pig-lbuiclket uplifted. ,M"Atdain turned on, him, "What, man? 'Wlhat is it?" "I misdo'ot yo'll iver see your dog agin, mister," Sa'en'l repeated, as if he was supplying the key to the mystery. "No, Siam'l, if yo' know awlt tell it," ordered his master.., IS'am'l grunted sulkily. "Wheer's oor Bob, then:?" he asked, At that MPAdam turned on the Master. "Tis that, 'nee dont. ht's yer gray dog, James Moore, yer-dog. I might ha' kent it,"—and he loosed off a volley of foul words, "S'weerin' will no find him," said the Master coldly. "Nem, S'am'l." The big man shifted his feet, and looked mournfully at M'A'da.m. ''Twas 'appen 'all an hour agone, when I sees oor ,Bob goin' o' yard wi' Tittle yellertykein his mouth. In a minnit I looks agin—land theer! little yaller 'un was gone, and oor !Bob a- 'sittin'' a -Picking' his chops. Gone for iver, I do reck'n. .Alis yo' maywelltake on, Tam'mas!" For the old man was roiling about the yard, bent double with merriment. 1M1Ad'am turned on the Master with the resignation of despair, "Man, Moore," he cried piteously, "it's yer gray dog .has murdered ma wee Weill Ye have it from yer ain .malt." "Nonsense," said the Master en- couragingly. "'Ills but yon girl oaf." IS'am'I tossed his head and snorted. "Qoom, then, and I'll show yo'," he said, and led the way out of the yard. And there below them on the slope tb the stream, sitting like Jus - tics at the Courts of Law, 'was Owd IB eb, ]Straightway San'] whose humor was something of the calibre of old Rosas, the sexton, burst into horse - merriment. "Why's he sittin' so still, think 'ee? Ho! Ho! See un Hokin' his chops —;hal ha!" — and he roared afresh. While from afar you could hear the distant rumbling of 'Eery and oor Job. At the sight,l•I'Adam burst into a storm of passionate hevective, and would have rushed on the dog had not James Moore forcibly restrained him. "Bob, lad," called' the Master, "coons herel" But even as he spoke, the gray dog cocked his ears, listened a moment, and then' shot down the slope. At the same moment 'Tamnaas hallooed: "'Theer'he bel yon's yaller un coomin' oat o' drain! 'La, Sam']!" And there, indeed, on the slope below them, a little angry, smutty -faced !figure was crawling out of arabbit-,burrow. "Ye murderin' devil, wad ye duar touch ma Wullie?" yelled M'Adam, and, breaking away, pursued hotly down the hill; for the gray clog had picked up the puppy, like a lancer a tent -peg, and was sweeping on, his captive in his mouth, toward the stream. Behind, hurried fames Moore and Sami'l, wondering what the issue of the comedy would be. After them toddled ,old! Tam mase chuckling, While over the yard -wall was now a little cluster of heads; 'Enry, oor anb, Maggie and David, and Vi'let, the dairy -maid. Straight on to the plank -bridge galloped ',Owd Bob. In the middle 'he halted, leant over, and dropped 'Itis prisoner; 'who fell with a cool plop into the running water 'beneath, •Anir,ther moment and MIiAda•m had reached the bank of ,he stream. In he plunged, splashing and cursing, and seized fhe struggling 'puppy; alien waded back, the :waters surging about his waist; and :Red 'Wull, lianp as a wet, rag, in his 'handl. The °little :man's hair was dripping, for his cap was gone; 'his clothes clung to him, ex: - posing :the miserableness of ,his figure; and this eyes ,blazed like hot ashes in his wet face, • 'He sprang on to the batik, and, be- side hiniserf with passion, rushed at Owd Boll), "Curse ye for a-- "Stan' 'hack, oro'll. Y have him a+t your throat!" shouted the Master thundering tip. ?Stan' back, I say. yo' Rile!" ;And, as •the little man still came :madly on, he reached 'forth bis: 'hand and hteij,ed hien !hack; at snipe m nisnt, bending, he buried It'h b'ther :heed, deep in Ow' 'Bo'b's sihage- gy ne,ek. !JIt was but just in time; far. .1 a .1 The two (nen fini's'hed their collo- quy. The matter was concluded peace- fully, mainly owing to the pacifying influence of Mrs. Moore. 'Together the three went out into. the yard; Mrs. Moore seizing the opportunity to shyly speak on. David's behalf, "He's such a good little lad, I do tliinlc, she was saying. "Ye should ken, Mrs. Moore," the little man answered, a thought bitter- ly; "ye see enough of him," "Yo' mien be main proud' of un, nester," the woman continued, heed- less of the sneer; "an' 'im :gro:win' such a gradely lad." Mf' Adam shrugged his .s'h'oulders. "I barely ken the lad," he said. "By sight 1 know him, of course, .but bare ly to speak to. He's but seldom at hanie." "An' hoo proud his mother'd be if she could see him," the woman con- tinued, well aware of his tender place, "Eh, but she was fond o' him, so she was," An angry flush .stole over the little man's face, Well he understood the ineolied rebuke; and it hart him like a knife, "Ay, ay, Mrs, Moore," 'he began, Then breaking off, and looking about him—"Where's ma Wullie?" he cried excitedly. "James Moore!" whipping round on the ]faster, "ma. Wullie's gone—gone, I say!" Elizabeth Moore turned away in- dignantly, • "I do declar' he tale's miore lash af- ter yon little yaller beastie than iver he does after his own flesh," she mut- tered. "Wullie, ma we doggie! Ws!Tie, where are ye? Jlames Moore, he's gone. -ma Wo11'ie's gone!" ,cried.the little man, running about the yard If ever the fierce . desire of battle seen' ped In gray eyes, it did ,i in the young dog's as MlAdani came down on 'lura. Tlie 'Tittle man ',staggered,tottered, and fell heavily AI k, the blood guseeed 'fro!e,- and, nixing with the waterface, ran down in +vague s, -drip- ping off his chin;Wull jerked 'from ;his gria thrown afar, and lay'motion :lest.. yen" ,M'A,dl ed, his face dead -white save running red albput .his jaws for a :cowardly /Englishmen!" trugsgl- ing to ,lvislfeet, the nitMaster. trent !Saun'l interpoat ,bulk between ,the :two, "Easy, l'ittl'e non," isierely, regarding the small re ,him +with rnourn.ftsi ,inter but thee do ]be,a little •spit -c (J'a'mes Moore eltob breathing his haled still buriedIBlo!b's t 'the shoo n his it'os •on his red s:treani 511,115 Red sp, mac vlest ain scream for the i "Curse ye nP' aiul, s n'de at the sed his great he said'jl fury :before salt. 'Fah, at, surely!" d, `'bu•eath,in !lar Owd "I'f yo'd tou'e'lie'd 'flint,"" he explain- ed: "I !could/ea 'Iva' +shopped him. 11-Ie'd 'ha' (mauled yo' :afore: iver 'I could ha'. •had hini 'off. They're bad ,to 'hold, ,the (Gray Dogs, :when (they're roosed." "Ay,' ni'a 'mord, that they are!" corroborated '.ITatrimas, :speaking frown rhe experience ,of s'ix'ty years, "Once on, yo' canna get 'em off." The ;li'ttl'e man turned away, "Ye're all agin pie," he said, and his voice s'hoo'k. A 'pitiful 'figure .the shade, -standing there 'wi•tb the Water dripping from him. A red. stream was running slowly from his chin; this head was bare, and !face w'or'king, !James 'Moore stood eyeing 'him with some pity and some contempt. ale - bind iwas 'Tat uti- as, ' enjoying ..the scene. 'While Sunil regarded 'them all with an impassive melancholy. 1'PAdarn turned and bent over ' Red Wull, who still lay like a• dead thing, As his master handled him, the but- ton -tail quivered feebly; he opened his eyes, looked about him, snarled faintly, and glared with devilish hate at the gray dog and the group with The little pian picked him up, strok- ing hini tenderly. Then he turned away and on to the bridge. 'Half -way across he stopped. It rattled feverish- ly :beneath him, for he still trembled like :a .palsied' span. "Man, Moore]" he called, striving to quell the agitation lin his voice -"I wad shoat yon dog." :across tone bridge 'he turned again. "Man, Moore!" he called and paus- ed. "Ye'll not forget this day." And with that the blood flared up a dull crimson' into this irhite face, CHAPTER V A M'an's !Son. The storm, long threatened, having once beret, MiAdra:m allowed loose rein to .his bitter animosity against James .Moore. IThe two often met, For the little man frequently returned home from the village by the footpath across Kenmuir. 'It was out of his way, .but he preferred it in order to annoy his enemy and keep a watch upon his doings. IFIe ;haunted 'Kenmuir -like its evil genius. 'Ilis sallow face :w -as perpetual- ly turtling up at 'inopportune mom- ents. When Kenmuir Queen, the prize short -horn heifer, calved unexpected- ly and unattended in the dip by the lane, Tatnmas and 'the Master, sdm- m,oned hurriedly by .Owl Sob, came running up to 'find the little man leaning against the sti1g, and shaking with silent merriment. Again, poor old .Staggy, daring still in his dot- age, took a fall while scrambling on the steep banks of the Stony Bot- tom. There he lay for hours, un- noticed and kicking, until James 'Moore and Owd Bob came upon him at length. nearly exhausted, 'But ,M'- Adam was before them. Standing on the far bank with Red Well by his side, he called across the gulf with apparent concern: 'He'ss 'bin 'so' sin'' yes'tern'ight." Often James Moore, with all his .great strength of char- acter, could ,barely control himself.. There were two attempts to patch up the feud. .Jinn Mason, who. went about • the world seeking to do good, tried in his shy way to set things right. But M'Adam andthis Red Well between them soon shirt hini. and Betsy up. "You mind' yer letters and yer wires, Mr. Poacher -Postman. Ay, I there's Wullie, the htrmorsonie chiel,! hnvin' a rare ganie'wi' Betsy," There, indeed, lay . the faithfu'i "Betsy, sup- pliant on her back, pews up, throat erlp'osed, .which Red Wull, ` n'oly• a green -grown ,puppy, stood over Tier, This habitually. e!wi'1 erapresaion intensi !fieri irato a fiendish grin, as yAtdr wrin- kled led muzzle riled ,savage. wheeze he waited for a movement as a pre'tex't to spin: "'Wullie, let 'the teddy -be — yeeee hail5'yer dinner," ;Parson ;Leggy .was the other•would he ieedlilter; for'he hated to see the 'two principal •parishioners of 'his tiny 'cure at enmity. !First he tackled jannes Mo!pre on the suiblject;,'brut that lanoni'c ,person cud• (him sl!io:rh with, "I've nowt .eight the 'Tittle mane" and would say no nlo're,'And, indeed, the quarrel was none of 'his making. th Olf e p'arson's interviews with • :34' - Adam,, '11 is 'en'ou'gh to say here that, in the end, the angry old minister 'would Of a surety have assaulted this mocking adversary 'had not Cyril IGal'breith :forcibly withheld 'hien. And after 'that the vendetta must take its course unchecked.' ,Dalefd• was now the only link - be- tween the two 'Ea'rms. Desp'i'te his father's angry, commands, the 'boy. clung 'to his in'tim'acy with the Moores 'wi'th a doggedness that no 'thrashing could overcome. 'Not a minute of the ' day, ,when, out of school, holidays and 'Sundays in- cluded, but !was passed at Kenmuir. It was not till late at night that he would sneak back to the ]Grange, and creep quietly up to his tiny bare room in the. roof—not -supperles's, in- deed, motherly Mrs. Moore had• seen to that. And there he . would lie awake and listen with a 'fierce c'on- tem'pt as this father, hours l'a'ter, lurch- ed into the kitchen below, lilting liqu- oris'hW,ly i, `'le are na foci, we're mac that.fou, ,But just a dra'ppie in our e'e; IThe cock may craw, the (jay may thaw', And ay we'll taste the .barley bree!" And in the morning the boy would slip quietly out of the house while his father atilt slept; only .Red Well would thrust out ,his savage head as the lad passed, and snarl .hungrily. !Sometimes father and son would go thus for weeks without sight of one another. And ,that was David's 'aim— to escape attention. It was only his cunning at this gable of evasion that saved him a thrashing. The 'little man seemed devoid of any natural affection for his son. Isle lavished the whale `fondness of which his small nature appeared capable on the Tailless Tyke, for so the 'Dales- men called Red Wull.. And the dog he treated with a careful tenderness that made David smile bitterly. The little man and his dog were as alike morally as physically they were contrasted, Each owed a grudge against the world and seas determin- ed to pay it. Each was an 'Ishmael among his kind. You saw them thus, standing apart, leper -like, in the turmoil of life; and it came quite as a revelation to 'hap- pen upon 'them in some quiet spot of nights, playing together, each w:rap- ped.in the game, innocent, tender, .forgetful, of the ehostile world. The two were never sepanated ex- cept only when M'(Adam canoe home- by the path across Kenmuir. After that first misad'ven'ture he never al- lowed his friend to accompany him on the journey through the' enemy's country; for well he knew that sheep- dogs have long ,memories. MO the stile in the lane, then, ,Red. !Wall would follow him. There he would stand, his great 'headpoked through the bars, watching his mas- ter out of sight; and. then •would turn and trot, self-reliant and defiant, sturdy and surly, down the very cen- tre of the road through the village— no playing, no enticing away, and. woe to that ,man or dog who tried to stay hint in his course! Andso on, past .:(other Ross's shop, ,past the !Sylvester Arms, to the right by ; br-. by's smithy, over the Wastrel, to await his Masten at the edge of the Stony 'Bottom. (To Be :Continued.) PRIOFESSIONAL CARDS Medical Teacher:: "What happened in '4813• ?" Student: "M.artin (Luther was 'born." Teacher: "Correct. !What happened in (1!427'?" say 'em baith: th' ain doon by the ,Student ,(after long pause): "Mar- flaughs, t'ither in the !Bottom. And tin was four' years old." 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