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Updated: September 9, 2025
Men knew how to deal with such matters and Greyson believed himself to be very much of a man. "Nella-Rose," he said one day as he smoked reflectively and listened to his younger daughter singing a camp meeting hymn in a peculiarly sweet little voice, "when my ship comes in, honey, I'm going to buy you a harp. A gold one."
Lawson reached safety but with a broken leg; for, going down-stream, he had met with misfortune and, during that long, hard winter, unable to fend for himself, he was safely hidden by a timely friend and served by a doctor who was smuggled to the scene and well paid for his help and silence. And in Lois Ann's cabin Nella-Rose waited, at first with serene hope, and then, with pitiful longing.
In his worst moments he never swore before ladies, and in his best he remembered what was due them and upheld their honour and position with fervour. "Lil' Nella-Rose," he was saying as Marg paused outside the door in the dark, "why don't you marry Burke Lawson and settle down here with me?" "He hasn't asked me, father."
No, I had to do it, but it's the last time. Nella-Rose, tell me where Burke is hidden tell me! Leave me free to to win him; let me have my chance!" "And then who'll kill the pig?" Nella-Rose shuddered. "Who cares?" Marg flung back. "No! Find him if you can. Fair play no favours; what I find is open to you!" Nella-Rose laughed impishly and, darting past her sister, ran down the path.
"I think I know," she whispered, "that women consider the effect of such things, Con. Had the experience been low, it would have left its mark; as it is I am sure well, it has not darkened your vision." "No, Lyn, no!" "And lately, I have been thinking of her, Con that little Nella-Rose." "You have? You could, Lyn?" "Yes.
As the Centre was in the opposite direction from the Hollow, as seven miles going and seven miles coming would subdue the spirits and energy even of Nella-Rose, Marg was perplexed. However, she prepared food, tucked it in the basket, and even went so far as to pin her sister's shawl closely under her chin.
"Oh! please" Nella-Rose reached across the narrow space separating them, she was pleading prettily "I just naturally admire wings!" "I bet you do! Well, eat plenty of bread with them. And see here, Nella-Rose, while you are eating I'm going to read a story to you. It is the sort of thing that we call melodrama." "Oh!" This through the dainty nibbling of the coveted wing.
But so long as Nella-Rose is above ground he'll naturally cum back." "And Nella-Rose, the little no-count; did she repay Jed, the poor cuss?" "Nella-Rose don't repay no one she ain't more'n half real, whatever way you put it. But just see how this fixes a sheriff, will yo'? Knowing what I do, I can't jail either o' them chaps with a cl'ar conscience. Gawd!
If she, Lynda, were to keep her life her sacred love she, too, must do a "big thing" perhaps the biggest a woman is ever called upon to do to prove her faith. For another moment she struggled; then, like a blind woman, she stretched out her hands and laid them upon the child. "Nella-Rose, will you give me little Ann?" "Give her to you?" There was anguish, doubt, but hope, in the words.
To ask her to remain at Pine Cone and settle down with him as her hill-billy would hold small temptation, but to take her away to new and wider fields that was another matter! And go they would he and she. He would get a horse somewhere, somehow. With Nella-Rose behind him, he would never stop until a parson was reached, and after that why the world would be theirs from which to choose.
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