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"Why so?" asked Jim Harkey, a sullen-faced man of thirty. "Because a shote is hard to carry off and I can balance " "Well, I guess you can balance f'r Em 'bout as well as f'r Serry." The Deacon was willing to yield a point. "Any objection, Bill? If not, why " "Nope, let her go," said Bill. "What 'ave you got to say 'bout it?" asked Jim, insolently. Bill turned his slow bulk.
Upstairs the family were seated in solemn silence, the two nieces, Emma and Sarah, and Emma's husband, Harkey, and Sarah's children deceased Williams had no wife. These people sat in stony immobility, except when Harkey looked at his watch, and said: "Seem slow gitten here."
It has always been abreast of the most advanced, evangelical, and catholic life of the Church, giving no uncertain sound upon the divine obligation of the Lord's Day and the saloon." But men of this synod also led the van in doctrinal and practical liberalism. Harkey and Kurtz were New-measurists and enthusiastic revivalists.
Harkey moved the publication of a monthly, The Revivalist, which Synod, however, declared "inexpedient." Through the endeavors of Kurtz a committee was appointed to bring in a report on the "New Measures," which was referred back to the committee. In 1844 Synod resolved to issue an "Abstract of the Doctrines and Practise of the Ev. Luth. Synod of Maryland."
"Well, I'll build mine to-morrow," said Bill. "I can't have your cattle pasturing on my oats." "All right, all right. I'll have mine done as quick as yourn." "Well, see't you do; I don't want my grain all tramped into the ground and I ain't a-goin' to have it." Harkey hastily gathered up his tools, saying, "Yes, yes, all right."
"It is too bad," Dutchy said, with a sad shake of his head. They were beginning to make merry over their comrade's absence. "It is a great pity!" Dutchy volunteered. "What?" they demanded in chorus. "Poor Michael," was the mournful reply. "Well, what's wrong with Michael?" Harkey asked. "He is not hungry no more," wailed Dutchy. "He has lost der appetite. He do not like der grub."
Harkey was in the air, in his spring to his feet, at the second shot, and he pitched face down upon the floor, his "My God!" gurgling and dying in his throat. It was the unexpected. Hans and Edith were stunned. They sat at the table with bodies tense, their eyes fixed in a fascinated gaze upon the murderer.
It gave equal division of all the property to the nieces. "Well, now, when'll we have the settlement?" asked the Deacon. "Just's you say, Deacon," said Emma, meekly. "Suit yourself," said Harkey; "only it 'ad better come soon. Sooner the better seedin's coming on." "Well, to-morrow is Friday, why not Saturday?" "All right, Saturday." All agreed.
He smiled in his sweet way, and said smoothly, "I'm sorry, but when they once git a taste of grain it's pretty hard to keep 'em " "Well, there ought to be a new fence here," said Bill. "That fence is as rotten as a pumpkin." "I s'pose they had; yes, sir, that's so," Harkey assented quickly. "I'm ready to build my half, you know," he said, "any time any time you are."
As Harkey drove off down the road he said to his wife: "The sooner we have it, the fewer things 'll git carried off. The Deacon don't favor me none, and Bill Gray is sweet on Serry, and he'll bear watchin'." The Deacon on his part took his chin in his fist and looked after Harkey. "Seemed a little bit anxious, 'cordin' to my notion," he said, with a smile.
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