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Colwell tells me," she continued, "that you put your well in the wrong place. He is a practical man and knows all about wells, and I do hope that for your sake he may be wrong." My neighbors were generally pessimists. Country people are proverbially prudent, and pessimism is prudence.
Pollard," I now managed to say with a certain dignity, "you see me here because Providence has lately put into my hands a document which completely exonerates you from the charges which Rhoda Colwell has threatened to make against you. Read it, and when you understand the tragedy we so much deplore, we will see how much or how little can be done with the lives it has so deeply affected."
Colwell is a native of Madison county, New York, and came to Cleveland in 1852, soon after the opening of the different railroads had given the city an important start in the road to prosperity. Mr. Colwell immediately engaged in the hardware trade, on Ontario street, where he has continued to the present day. As the city grew in size, and its area of commerce extended, the business of Mr.
But just as I reached the top, just when another movement would lift my head above the level of the floor, I paused, realizing as in a flash what the consequences might be if the intruder should prove to be another than Rhoda Colwell, and should have not his back but his face turned towards the place where I stood.
That enemy is himself, and self-forgiveness is the most difficult, as it is the last to obtain." "That may be all so, but I'd a given him some, I swanny, if I had a ketched him in my grainery," said Colwell. "I never see it in Fabens's light afore," interrupted Teezle. "Nor I," "nor I," added others; and the discussion ended.
Colwell thought it was lighter and more summer-like in the room than before. Then, when every breath and pulse were so hushed, that nothing but silence itself filled all ears, Father Lovelight begged leave to perform a ceremony before the marriage one. It would not be a great interruption, and he hoped it might heighten, and not dampen their joys.
At last the corn rustled, and footfalls sounded faintly in his ear, and Colwell crept up and whispered, "The bears are in! don't you hear 'em? They're movin' this way. There! hear 'em rattle the corn! There, there again, hear 'em snuffle and chank!" "I hear something," said Fabens. "That's 'um! Old Bruin has come with his wife and children. We'll give 'em a belly full.
"He's worth a long hunt," said Colwell, "and my farm won't suffer if I search a month." "I did not see how I could leave my work," said Wilson; "but I must give one hunt for Clinton; I must." "We mustn't give him up yet. O, we can't give him up," added Uncle Walter; "we couldn't spare a soul from the settlement; we couldn't spare the leastest of your little brats, Troffater!
He seemed to be both wonder-stricken and moved by the recital, and did not rest till he had won from me the double fact that Rhoda Colwell evidently knew much more than she revealed, while I, on the contrary, knew much less.
Troffater knew not where to turn his little earthen eyes, for fear of encountering accusers; and he fixed them on the moon, and whistled a snatch or two of his addicted music; then bit his lips, and blowed, and hitched around on his seat, and blushed like a jack-o'-lantern. "Yes, the scamp orto've been punished, I say," repeated Colwell. "Think he was not punished then?" asked Fabens.
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