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Brown's schoolboy days, one knows little days when "Bob Ainslie and I were coming up Infirmary Street from the High School, our heads together, and our arms intertwisted, as only lovers and boys know how or why." Concerning the doctor's character, he has left it on record that he liked a dog-fight. This is a very different thing from a love of making dogs fight."
And who shall say that he did not? for what is the gift of the poet and the artist except to see the sights which others cannot see and to hear the sounds that others cannot hear? Four-and-thirty years ago, Bob Ainslie and I were coming up Infirmary Street from the Edinburgh High School, our heads together, and our arms intertwisted, as only lovers and boys know how, or why.
Mollie Ainslie was thrown heavily forward, clasped by a strong arm and borne upon the piazza. When she opened her eyes she saw the torrents pouring from the eaves, the rain beating itself into spray upon the ground without, the black horse steaming and quivering at the steps of the porch, and Hesden Le Moyne gazing anxiously down into her face.
I thought too much of my work and too little of my wife." The Professor heard the cooing, caressing laugh which he knew so well. "I shall go with you, James," she said. "And the Professor ?" "The poor Professor! But he will not mind much, James; he has no heart." "We must tell him our resolution." "There is no need," said Professor Ainslie Grey, stepping in through the open casement.
The sweet face was troubled and there were fine lines about the mouth, such as Ruth had never seen there before. "You're nervous, Miss Ainslie it's my turn to scold now." "I never scolded you, did I deary?" "You couldn't scold anybody you're too sweet. You're not unhappy, are you, Miss Ainslie?" "I? Why, no! Why should I be unhappy?" Her deep eyes were fixed upon Ruth.
It was a gay party at that country supper-table, and four happier people could hardly have gone afterward into the parlor where the invalid allowed herself to be wheeled by her son in special honor of their unintended guest. Miss Ainslie was soon seated at the piano which Hesden had kept in tune more for the pleasure of occasional guests than his own.
There was even a huskiness in the sheriff's voice as he said, "Miss Ainslie I I beg your pardon, ma'am-but " She removed the handkerchief, but the tears were still running down her face as she said, glancing round the circle of sympathizing faces: "Do stop this, gentlemen. It's all a mistake. I know it must be a mistake!"
Ruth, remembering that Miss Ainslie did not hear the village gossip, described her aunt's home-coming, the dismissal of Hepsey, and told her of the wedding which was to take place that evening. Winfield was delighted, for he had never heard her talk so well, but Miss Ainslie listened with gentle displeasure. "I did not think Miss Hathaway would ever be married abroad," she said.
It read: "MISS AINSLIE: We hain't got no spite against you and don't mean you no harm; but the white folks owns this country, and is going to rule it, and we can't stand no such nigger-equality schools as you are running at Red Wing. It's got to stop, and you'd better pick up and go back North where you come from, and that quick, if you want to keep out of trouble. Remember!
A week afterward, Mollie Ainslie stood beside the bed of her only brother and watched the sharp, short struggle which he made with their hereditary enemy, consumption. Weakened by wounds and exposure, he was but ill-prepared to resist the advances of the insidious foe, and when she reached his side she saw that the hope, even of delay, was gone.
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