“As it is doubtful whether the man will
live, we should be glad if you would identify him. Where was the harm in letting her go? She could not get far. My mother died the day I was born; that’s what
they tell me. The aunt rushed over to her nephew, knelt and wrapped him in her arms. His example was followed by
Darrell. Beneath these prints, a cluster of hobnails, driven into the wall, formed certain
letters, which, if properly deciphered, produced the words, "Paul Groves,
cobler;" and under the name, traced in charcoal, appeared the following record
of the poor fellow's fate, "Hung himsel in this rum for luv off licker;"
accompanied by a graphic sketch of the unhappy suicide dangling from a beam. Those awful chairs!"
After dinner the spinsters proceeded to inscribe their accustomed quota of
postcards, and Ruth was left to herself. "That's well.
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