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Updated: June 24, 2025
"She falled from the rocks," glibly lied Tess, as Rebecca placed the pale girl in a chair. "Better put her in bed.... She has a bad ankle.... She couldn't walk much." The frightened maid quickly responded to the advice of the squatter. "She found me," pleaded Teola, "and you will let her come once in a while to see me?" Rebecca hesitated. "Your mother and father "
She was standing with rag hanging from her right hand, her face illumined by a deep flush that disappeared only when it met the red hair. "I believe that you do love Him, Tess," Teola breathed. "And Frederick told me that if he had your faith, he could do anything in the world. You know, the Bible says that if we had faith as large as a mustard seed, we could move a mountain."
Tess drew herself up painfully. She pitied Teola from the bottom of her heart, but, in spite of her pity, she could not help the thrill of happiness when she thought of Frederick coming, and knowing all. "It ain't no use to wish ye were dead," said she, "'cause ye can't allers die if ye wants to.
The vivid mark was offering its crimson tinge sharply against the dead blue of the rest of the baby face. "And, Tess," burst forth Teola, "how gladly I would give you a dress for yourself if I could, and a dress for him! You can't bring him like this to the church. You don't mind coming as you are?" "Nope," came the bitter interruption from the squatter.
"Neither do I, that's the problem," finished Frederick, and after he was gone Teola mused long with Dan Jordan in her mind. At the break of the first day of the Skinner trial, smoke could be seen curling up from the chimney of Tessibel's hut. A candle stood in the window, flickering its smoky flame toward the light streaks in the east.
Teola, forgive me and have faith in me! Will you, sweet?" "Yes," murmured the trembling lips and Teola buried her flushed face upon the broad breast of Dan Jordan and was happy. Frederick Graves had been made president of the freshman class, a short time after entering the "Cranium" fraternity.
Through the forest, over the gullies, and down toward the Skinner hut the two girls went slowly, Teola whimpering in her agony of soul, and Tess carrying her when she could not walk. Only once did Tessibel stop. "Hold a minute," she said gruffly, releasing Teola. "One of the dum thorns went clean through my toe.... It air out now.... Come along! What does I care, if it does bleed!"
The tragic tone stung Tessibel. Teola had promised to tell him. She herself would; it was only right that he should know. She took two impetuous steps forward, opened her lips but again remembered her oath. "I air a-thankin' ye for the milk," was all she said. With an embarrassed air, Frederick tendered her a silver dollar. Tessibel stepped back, hesitant.
This time it was Frederick who flushed it suddenly dawned upon him that he was going to the court simply to see the squatter girl again. He explained his embarrassment by exclaiming: "Poor little soul! She is the loneliest child in the world. I wish we could do something for her!" "Father wouldn't let us," put in Teola in dismay; "then, too, I don't know what we could do for a squatter."
Spoonful after spoonful she emptied into the smacking lips, and, when the babe slept, Tess placed it under the blankets, and took up the Bible to read of the promises of the student's God. During the illness of Teola, Tessibel had forgotten that she had promised Professor Young she would come some morning to his office in Morril Hall on the hill.
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