In Beaver Cove and elsewhere-- . d; crops were gathered,and the shorn fields looked brown and sere, withering frost touched the forests, andthe leaves fell in drifts, while the partridgecalled to his mate from fence and sedgy light snowfall lay on the distant mountainswhen the Biggerses started to the West andthe new family of Morgans moved into ZionHill settlement. It was the third day after their leaned over the front gate with an arm-ful of corn, feeding two fat pigs, when LijyMorgan passed along the road on his way toMr. Davy Tanners store. He was a strong-loo
In Beaver Cove and elsewhere-- . d; crops were gathered,and the shorn fields looked brown and sere, withering frost touched the forests, andthe leaves fell in drifts, while the partridgecalled to his mate from fence and sedgy light snowfall lay on the distant mountainswhen the Biggerses started to the West andthe new family of Morgans moved into ZionHill settlement. It was the third day after their leaned over the front gate with an arm-ful of corn, feeding two fat pigs, when LijyMorgan passed along the road on his way toMr. Davy Tanners store. He was a strong-looking, well-built man, with rugged featuresand hair partly gray. He looked curiously atthe solitary, stooping figure inside the gate,his steps slackened, then he stopped alto-gether, a grayish pallor overspreading thehealthy, ruddy hue of his face. Zekil ! Zekil dropped the corn, and thrust open thegate. zekil. 159 Howdy you do, Lijy ? Their hands met in a quick, close grip, thenfell apart. I like not to have known you, Zekil, it. HOWDY YOU DO, LIJY? was so unexpected seein you here, said Lijy,huskily, scanning the worn, deeply lined facebefore him with glad }et shrinking gaze. i6o zekil. An twelve years make a great differencein our looks sometimes, though }ou are not somuch changed, said Zekil quietly. He hadbeen prepared for the meeting, and years ofself-mastery had given him the power of con-cealing emotion. Twelve years .^ Yes; but it has seemedlike twenty to me since—since it all happened.\Vh} did nt you come home, Zekil, whenyour time was out .- I lowed the sight o me would nt be goodfor you, Lijy; an—an the old folks were gone. Yes; it killed them, Zekil, it killed them,in a choked voice. I know, said Zekil, hastily, his faceblanching ; an I thought it would be bestto make a new start in a new settlement. Do the folks here know ? That I served my time. Yes; but thatsall. When I heard that you had bought theBiggers place I studied hard about movinaway, but I like it h
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