All Hopes. But Annie - You Know How A Sister Is - She Still Clung To Him And Done Ever'Thing Far Him, Tel Finally, One Night About Three Years After She Was Married She Got Word Some Way That He Was In Trouble Agin, And Sent Her Husband To He'P Him; And A Half Hour After he'd Gone, Her Brother Come In, All Excited And Bloody, And Told Her To Git The Baby And Come With Him, 'At Her Husband Had Got In A Quarrel With A Friend O' His And Was Bad Hurt. And She Went With Him, Of Course, And He Tuck Her In A Buggy, And Lit Out With Her As Tight As He Could Go All Night; And Then Told Her 'At He Was The Feller 'At Had Quarreled With Her Husband, And The Officers Was After Him And He Was Obleeged To Leave The Country, And Far Fear He Hadn't Made Shore Work O' Him, He Was A-Takin' Her Along To Make Shore Of His Gittin' His Revenge; And He Swore he'd Kill Her And The Baby Too Ef She Dared To Whimper. And So It Was, Through A Hunderd Hardships he'd Made His Way At Last To Our Section O' The Country, Givin' Out 'At They Was Man And Wife, And Keepin' Her From Denyin' Of It By Threats, And Promises Of The Time A-Comin' When he'd Send Her Home To Her Man Agin In Case He Hadn't Killed Him. And So It Run On Tel You'd A-Cried To Hear Her Tell It, And Still See Her Sister'S Love Far The Feller A-Breakin' Out By A-Declarin' How Kind He Was To Her At Times, And How He Wasn't Railly Bad At Heart, On'Y Far His Ungov'Nable Temper. But I Couldn't He'P But Notice, When She Was A Tellin' Of Her Hist'Ry, What A Quiet Sort O' Look O' Satisfaction Settled On The Face O' Steve And The Rest Of 'Em, Don't You Understand. And Now Ther' Was On'Y One Thing She Wanted To Ast, She Said; And That Was, Could She Still Make Her Home With Us Tel She Could Git Word To Her Friends? - And There She Broke Down Agin, Not Knowin', Of Course, Whether They Was Dead Er Alive; Far Time And Time Agin She Said Somepin' Told Her She'd Never See Her Husband Agin On This Airth; And Then The Women-Folks Would Cry With Her And Console Her, And The Boys Would Speak Hopeful - All But Steve; Some Way O' Nuther Steve Was Never Like Hisse'F From That Time On. And So Things Went Far A Month And Better. Ever'Thing Had Quieted Down, And Ezry And A Lot O' Hands, And Me And Steve Amongst 'Em, Was A-Workin' On The Frame-Work Of Another Mill. It Was Purty Weather, And We Was All In Good Sperits, And It 'Peared Like The Whole Neighberhood Was Interested - And They -Was, Too - Women-Folks And Ever'Body. And That Day Ezry'S Woman And Amongst 'Em Was A-Gittin' Up A Big Dinner To Fetch Down To Us From The House; And Along About Noon A Spruce-Lookin' Young Feller, With A Pale Face And A Black Beard, Like, Come A-Ridin' By And Hitched His Hoss, And Comin' Into The Crowd, Said "Howdy," Pleasant Like, And We All Stopped Work As He Went On To Say 'At He Was On The Track Of A Feller O' The Name O' 'Williams,' And Wanted To Know Ef We Could Give Him Any Infermation 'Bout Sich A Man. Told Him Maybe, - 'At A Feller Bearin' That Name Desappeared Kind O' Myster'Ous From Our Neighberhood 'Bout Five Weeks Afore That. "My God!" Says He, A-Turnin' Paler'N Ever, "Am I Too Late? Where Did He Go, And Was His Sister And Her Baby With Him?" Jist Then I Ketched Sight O' The Women-Folks A-Comin' With The Baskets, And Annie With 'Em, With A Jug O' Worter In Her Hand; So I Spoke Up Quick To The Stranger, And Says I, "I Guess 'His Sister And Baby' Wasn't Along," Says I, "But His Wife And Baby'S Some'Eres Here In The Neighberhood Yit." And Then A-Watchin' Him Clos'T, I Says, Suddent, A-Pin'Tin' Over His Shoulder, "There His Woman Is Now - That One With The Jug, There." Well, Annie Had Jist Stooped To Lift Up One O' The Little Girls, When The Feller Turned, And The'R Eyes Met, "Annie! My Wife!" He Says; And Annie She Kind O' Give A Little Yelp Like And Come A-Flutterin' Down In His Arms; And The Jug O' Worter Rolled Clean Acrost The Road, And Turned A Somerset And Knocked The Cob Out Of Its Mouth And Jist Laid Back And Hollered "Good - Good - Good - Good - Good!" Like As Ef It Knowed What Was Up And Was Jist As Glad And Tickled As The Rest Of Us.
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