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About The daily Nebraskan. ([Lincoln, Neb.) 1901-current | View Entire Issue (April 16, 1904)
Ttbe g)allp fUbcaohan
wa& looked upon by most young mon
of the neighborhood as a very brilliant
Fred felt how far beyond hi in was
t liia glib tongued young man. His own
overalls were dusty and torn. 1 1 If
straw hat was somewhat fiaycd.
Don's (lothej were tailor made, soft
Fred hands were rough and large
Don's were soft and white. Don took
Uodak plctuies and smoked cigarettes
He plowed, fed cattle and hulked corn
Why couldn't ho be like this curlj
haired young man, with his tnhs of
He could and would, thought Fred
Ho would go to the University. He
would then nave foft hnndi, wear niei
( lothea and take pictuira and talk of
As Fred rode slowly home that even
ing, for heTiad stayed longer than Ik
intended, hold by Dou's thrilling talk
he felt somewhat aggrieved that hl
life had been so weary and common
but It would change.
Thrco days had patscd sime Fred's
isit lo Don Sanders, three days spent
In the orchard trimming and prun
ning small apple trees and mowing
tho tall grass. He had just come out
after eupper to cut a still) of rani
weeds which grew clooo to tho hedg
bordering the road. It was an old
hedge, for many years untrimmed, and
formed a thick impassible barrier tow
ering above the trees of the orehard
The shadows east by the sun, now de
Lecnding in n red blaze, enveloped in
thade the lows of tiers, some green,
Lome white with blossoms, that sloped
upward towaid the little cottage, nes
tled among tho buslKS and p.iplars.
Here and there an old gnarled skel
eton of a tree with scare crow, made of
v. discarded blue trousers and jacket
spread its empty arms in warning to
birds and rabbits.
Fred had leveled nil the tall weid
and leaned hid scythe against an old
dead limb, he stood backing nl the
loose cracking bark with his prun
The startled cry of a crow at the
lower end of the hedge and the scurry
ing of a- rabbit past him drew his at
tention down tho road.
What had frightened them?
A wagon for ho could now distin
guish the rumble of wheels and the
Lteady plod of horses feet. As they
came nearer and the horses slowed to
a walk he eould e'iBtlnguibh the bound
That heavy tunoious loin belonged
to Hanker Woods, anel the nasal,
high-pitched voice, leminding ono of
nails nnd scraping tin, belonged to
Crooks, tho hardware man.
- The voices ceased for a moment, and
then broke out again, ns they came
cloic. It was the hardware man who
"So I understand, that poor woman
has slaved her life away for that boy.
Pho has scraped together a home for J
both of them, and iow he's an idea
bo's cut oul-foEllCH. Sad thing
to leave his mother at her time of life
"It does eecm very foolish of the
hoy," replied Woods. 'I offered him
a position hi my bank the other day.
Thought ho'4 accept It."
"Oh, well, that young scapegoat of
a Sanders has turned his head. Col
lege made a fool out of him with his
foppish hand and cigarettes."
"Too bad the boy .associates with
Sanders. He's young and easily led
Ills nroth.ee. ought to object.' The boy
has a good enough education."
"Oh, the doesn't object enough tr
hurt his feelings. Mrs. Dirk was ur
at his mother's a few days ago, ane
tho poor old. woman felt pretty baellj
hie going away. But she Is too klne
.o tell him what he ought to know."
'It'a certainly hard on Mra. Curran.
Her life has been n dreary one. The
boy has good traits In him. Jemn
urian was a noble man, and T felt his
'on was jupt the man for my bank.
Never liked young Sanders. Too flkle
Fred listened, mouth open, hands
holding his hat tightly. When the
men had passed he sat down em a
3tump and with his elbows on bin
'enees, his head resting In III baud'?.
His temples were thiobbing violent
ly and his cheeles burned furiously. A
sickening disgust moved him. Every
thing seemed changed. He thought of
')on and his light nonsense, his rib
)ons and his cigarettes. "College made
1 fool of him." rang in his ears. "Too
)ad he appelates with him." "easily
'ed" fired his face with shame. "The
ioy has good traits In hitn," made him
lespiso Don ajid his airy ways and
)lush that ho had ever envied so
vorthlesB a young fellow. An honest
armcr boy his father a "noble man."
and he had thought of going to col
'ege to work no to have a good time,
o have soft hands, to but Fied could
stand no more. He rote violently,
rushed his hat over his eyes and with
hands in his pockets, walked savage
ly toward the house. His head was in
a whirl the orchard was In bloom and
'he odor was soft and fragrant, but
he did not know It. His steps became
Flower. He reached the gate. Ills
mother was standing In the yard, her
'lack towaid him. looking toward the
Her head was almost whiti Her
foim was Komewhat stoopod and heavy
'Sad thing Jo lease his mother."
'hl.ifd her lite-." 'her life hns been a
dieaiy one." sU:ng him to the eiy
mil. Twenty years she had toiled
for him. Twenty yeais her form had
Ucn slowly bending beneath the
weight of tare. Twenty yeais her hair
viad been growing white. Twenty years
she bad suffered and toiled for him.
The little home was silent. the
bushes and flowers seemed listening te
the beating of his heart. The trees
wvic tull, sliaight and hushed, stand
'ng like silout sentinels over the little
'ottagc. Only a (lull glow remained In
tho west and the Taint glimmering of
a btar broke tho broad expanse of the
heavens. The dainty perfume of the
Mines spread like a cloud of unseen
incense over the spot.
Fred's mother turned and slowly
oielitd her halting s,teps between the
Mlacs and tho flowers and passed un
'nr the alne coveied porch into tho
A boy stood at the gate with pale
lips and heaving breast, his hands
grasping the baiar Slowly and cau
iously he opened it and avent noise
lessly into the house and to his bed.
When Mrs. Curran rose next morn
'ng slio found on the table a piece of
wrapping paper, with these hurriedly
"I've gone to see Banker Woods to
take the position. Want to be there
early to catch him at home. Ue hack
in timo for birakfast."
She folded tho paper slowly, while
her face lighted with a dim expre-sshpn
of peace. Her eyes filled, but she shed
The window was open and the. cur
tains were gently waving In the fre3l
morning breeze. She looked out upoi
the lawn. Tho sun had awaiceiied th
sparrowa from their silence, and the:
twittered merrily in the pTum nne
gooseberry bushes. The short tuftee
blue grass was covered with the snow
bloom of tho plum bush, tho fragran
odor of falling blosbomH, tho mild per
fume of the clustered lilacs wero waft
ed through the wide open window a
Maiblenib of peace and rest.
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