Zeph

BY HELEN JACKSON (H. H.), AUTHOR OF “RAMONA,” “A CENTURY OF DISHONOR,” “VERSES,” “BITS OF TRAVEL,” “BITS OF TRAVEL AT HOME,” “BITS OF TALK ABOUT HOME MATTERS,” “BITS OF TALK FOR...

“Wall, yis, I allow he is,” said Gammer, reflectively. “I allow he must be; an’ yit he ain’t, nuther. Zeph ain’t no fool. Ef a man gits took thet way ’bout a woman, he can’t hol...

He had eaten nothing since morning, but he was not conscious of hunger or faintness. He had been under such a mental strain that all physical sensations were dulled. He could no...

“I’ll never let you go, Rushy, never!” he cried. “Ye don’t mean it. You’ll never go ’n’ shame me ’n’ the children ’n’ yourself that way. You don’t mean it! Say you don’t mean it...

Then he heard a voice saying angrily to Rushy,—it was the doctor,—“I don’t care who he is or what he is, he has got to be laid on that bed, I tell you! Are you a woman, or a dev...

“Have you?” exclaimed Miss Sophy. “The very thing I was needing. One of the farm horses has broken down, an’ Waters said I’d have to buy another. That is lucky,”—and Miss Sophy...

“I allaow he ez,” said Gammer; “’n’ I allaow ter yeow thet, much ’s I’m agen bills, ’n’ billed folks marryin’ agen, I’d like ter see Zeph Riker git him another wife, pesky quick...

There was but one drawback to Miss Sophy’s happiness. In the new confidence which now existed between her and Zeph, she learned more fully than she had done before the depth of...

“Mrs. Leeson,” she said gravely, “I came down so early to be sure of seeing you before any one else did. I suppose you remember what you said last night about your husband’s hav...

Her house was not far distant from the railway station, and as the time approached for the train to pass, the poor creature had pressed her face against the window, listening fo...