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Zurich Herald, 1926-10-21, Page 6j.p.oI GREEN TEA ,� It has the most delicious flavour. Try it. Thc Wi. t 'Tree BY ROSE WILDER LANE. PART II. It was a week before the men came for the tree. Aunt Sally trembled all over and clasped her hands tightly together under her apron. She heard the men discussing tv'hat they were about to do. The young man said, "I want the roots. They'll work up into veneer. Dig as far as you have to, to get them." "Better use the axes first," Henry Simmons said. "The way it stands, we can fall it away from the house- all right." "Yes, looks safe enough to me," the young man agreed. "Then some of you'll trim up the log while the rest are digging. Oh, good morning, Mrs. Gordon!" he said, taking off his hat to Aunt Sally. "Fine morning, isn't it?" Aunt Sally couldn't answer. She stood Iooking at the keen, bright axes. The young man took a bill fold from his pocket, and counted out some bills. "I•Iere you are, Mrs. Gordon," he said. Aunt Sally didn't move. "I don't know as we just want to sell that tree," she said quietly. The young man said, "Why—oh, that't all right, Mrs. Gordon. Your , husband sold it to me Iast week. He; knows all about it. He told ine just i to hand you the cash and go right{ ahead," I "I won't touch your money!" Aunt Sally told him. She let go of the door' jamb and stepped out among them. "I won't touch a cent of it!" She was a'--, most crying, she was so ashamed to' be acting so, but she couldn't help it. 1 There she was, acting like one possess- ed, before all those ;nen, and all Green I Valley would talk about it. "Take your money and go away!" she said. The hired men looked at each other embarrassed. The young man frowned •ascertain:y. Then they all heard w •e•eIs and. saw James driving in. Thy waited till he drove up and got dow`ai over the wheel. Then the young roan said, "There seems to be a little' misunderstanding. Seems Mrs. Gor- 1 don doesn't understand you sold me this tree here." "Sure, I sold it to you," James said, beaking at the young Haan under his eyebrows. "One hundred dollars, cash down." "Ilere you are," said the young man. "One hundred dollars in good green bark:." "We:', then that's all right," James said, stepping up to take the money. "What was the trouble?" Aunt Sally screamed, "James, don't you touch that money! I won't have it! I won't have that tree killed! It's murder. I won't have it, I tell you! I won't!„ They all stared at her. Henry Sim- mons said, "Good gosh!" After a min - sate the young man pushed his hat off his forehead and cooked at James. i James said, "What's all this non- sense " r Aunt Sally said. "You tell them to take their axes right away from hers. i I'm not going to have them chopping into that tree." They all looked at James. His cheeks were dark red under the stubble of gray beard. He was not a man who Dry failed to stand by his bargain, "A bargain's a bargain," he always said. He said it now, doggedly, "A bargain's a bargain." Aunt Sally said, "James, T won't have that tree killed." "You better go into the house," James said to her. She stood right where she was, "Well, well," the young man said. "Well, ah—well, there's no need of — I guess we might as well go along• over to Rogerses', I've got some treeq there. See you later, Mr. Gordon. No hard feelings at all. The offer stands good any time you want to take it. Come ori, men." They all piled into the truck and went, glad to get away, but wishing they could stay to find out what would happen next. James stamped into the kitchen. Aunt Sally had gone back to her work. she was wiping dishes out of the rins- ing water. Her lips were shut tight, and there were red spots on her wrink- led cheeks, She wiped each dish quickly and set it down with a little thump. She hardly knew what she was doing. "What's the meaning of this?" James said fiercely. Aunt Sally went on wiping dishes. "Making a fool of me, before the whole county!" James said. "I told you I'd sold that tree. We 1,at's sold. I've never gone back an . a bargain yet, and I'm not going back on this." " Aunt Sally put down the dish towel. "I .guess," she said, trembling, "I've worked as hard on this farm as ever you have. I guess, come right down to it, I've worked harder. I've worked all nmy life on this farm. That tree's as much mine at 'tis yours, and it's not sold. Nor going to be." James stared at her. "I guess I've got as much to say about what's done on this place as you have," Aunt Sally went on. "I'm an osd woman, and seems to me I never have got what I wanted. I haven't got many more years left. Most any time I may go, same as that old walnut would've gone to -day if d you'd had your way. I've tried to lea a. gond Christian life, and I hope I see nay way clear to heaven hereafter. Bu now, while I'm alive in this vale of tears, I want things my way for a spell. I guess I've got as much righ to be paid some attention to as if I was a hog," "What's the matter with you?" said James. "Talking as if you were out of your head. Who said anything about a hog? I tell you I'm not going to be made a laughingstock of for some fool notion you've got into your head What's wrong with selling that tree? That's what I want to know." "I guess I've got a right to a fool notion if I want it," Aunt Sally said. "And I guess I've got a right to that tree if I want it. And I want it. That tree's not going to be sold off this place as long as I'nm living here." After the dishes were done Mary and Aunt Sally settled themselves in the dining room, Aunt Sally with her mending and Mary wit!} her fancy- work. The dining room felt child, from not being lived in, though really it was warm and bright with sunshine pour- ing through the windows. "Such a lovely place for plants," Mary said. "They'd bloom all winter in this. sunshine," "I used to be gifted with plants, as a girl," Aunt Sally said, rocking. "But afterward I never had time to fuss with them. Nowadays just taking care of the milk things, and getting three meals a ------" Aunt Sally stopped and • seed quickly, "That's a real pretty` • piece you're working on, Mary," Mary was embroidering a tablecloth. e was a plump, pretty young wo- ran, with bright quick ways and lever hands. She had been the first married woman in Green; "Walley to bob er hair. Her hens laid all winter, and he had bought the runabout with her egg inoney. Aunt Sally had alwaya sen very fond a her, but not quite pprovin•g. To -day, sdrnehow, she ad- mired her. t t Canada sh c h s still quenches thirst, b cools the parched a throat and by its de- lightful flavor and s refreshment restores s the joy of life. CC36 tateri'ery Meal t "Yes, I like the pattern," Mary said, preading it out for Sally to see. "I've got' one almost like it," Aunt ally said. "I've got quite a lot of ice things' laid by that you girls have iven nne. Yau aren't going to use hat one every day, are you?" "Indeed I am," said' Mary. "I tltirik is Wasteful not to use nice things. I TC,CUC.No. 42—'26. I i tell Jim that's the may' way to get geod of them." "I'd Hite to use nice things," Aua Sally said."But it makes so mu enttra washing- ---" Mary said, "You know we vies ha. been at you for ages to hire you washing done." • Aunt Sally murmured as usua "Well, I don't know. You girls -you' different. And James doesn't see an use--" She stopped again, All that day, and the next, and th next, James did not have a word t say. All the time Aunt Sally gre more and more desperate. On the fourth night when Jame came to the house, Aunt Sally met hin at the back door. "You might's we: bring ilea stick for the h•eater," eh said. "I built up a fire to take th chili off, but it needs another stick." Janes looked at her, She wore fresh house dress and a white apron and her gray hair was crimped "Who's coming?" said James. "Nobody," said Aunt Sally. "I just took a notion we'd eat in the dining room hereafter. James looked at her again under his eyebrows, that strange look. Then he went to the woodpile. After supper Aunt Sally gave James his paper and sat down to her mending. "It's real nice and cozy in here, isn't it?" she said. "It's a lot cf foolishness, all this fuss and folderol," James said. "Makes more work than it's worth." "I like to live nice, while i'nt here to enjoy nice things,", Aunt Sally said placidly. "Pin going to hire out the washing, and get the little Simmons girl to come help clean." "Yes, and what'll all this cost?" A unt Sally's hands shook so that the needle went wildly through the sock she was darning, but they were under the edge of the table; James couldn't see them. She said, "Seems to me, Janes, there's some things in this world you've lost sight of. You and me, we've worked together these many years, saving and getting ahead. We've been getting ahead so long we ought to be where we're going to, by now. We've got enough money., There's some things more valuable than money and what have we been getting ahead for all these years, if not to get to 'em? I want to—live different. I. want to live nice. I I want—" Aunt Sally would have gone on, but she couldn't. Her hand came out of its hiding place and went across the table toward James. "Oh, James, you aren't mad, are you?" she said eagerly. "1 don't—I dont' want you to be mad." James said, "Pshaw, Sally!" He got up and turned the damper of the 'heater, turned it back again. "I guess you've got a right to have things the way you want them," he said gruffly. He did not look . at her. "Walnut trees," he said, "or anything else, for that matter." He sat down again and spread out the paper. "I guess we can afford it," he said after a while. "Hogs are up another cent." He turned a sheet and snorted. Aunt Sally saw him looking at her under his eyebrows, that strange look, as though he saw something new. "These fool girls won't have a hair left on their heads pretty soon," he said. "There's not one of 'em can hold a candle to you for looks yet." (The End.) hat he nt cls, r 1, xe e 0 w s+ ei A Minard's LInimr.nt for toothache. ---.- • The Gentle Lives.. Count your riches as you may, Seek your fame where'er you will, Peace must mark the close of day Or you'll be unhappy still. .. Friends must trust in all you do Or no joy can come to you. Go1d is good to have and own, Fame is worth the winning, too, But if these yon gain alone Little will they do for you. Friends must be and love must stay Or your life is thrown away. Poverty is grim and stern, Wealth is sometimes cruel, too, Here's a lesson all must learn, And before the end we do: Rich or poor for joy depends, On his loved ones and his friends.. 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