A Day of Reing

        MR tULLIVER ially sober man - able to take    averse to it, but never exceeding tion. urally an active spur temperament, o set it agloy o aing occasion,    any sucs, and er implied t too sudden joy omed    t first doubtful t moment passed, o gatre, and t day,    table ors,     to make an , empered tulliver of old times, t o any one    four years si ing brief, unice. ing    principles    eagerness, alluding to t     t riumpo some extent by    and tory of om    t part of t treak of irritation and ile triumpo melt for a little oms aken occasion to say a fe, tom    up and made t could lemen for t o egrity and regaining    name, and, for ,     name. But t follo, and tom looked so gentlemanly as all and straig Mr tulliver remarked in an explanatory mao    a    a deal of money on ion. ty broke up in very sober fas five oclock. tom remained in St Oggs to attend to some business and Mr tulliver mounted o go    o `poor Bessy and ttle    t     faintly due to good cimulus but tent riump joy.    creet today, but rode sloed reet all to t o meet akem? t of t ce vexed     ating ooday on purpose to avoid seeing or ion, o meet ulliver raig tle by    an    man    going to serve y to fill a pocket already over full of dis gains. Pero turn: per alhis world.

        Simmering in tulliver approaces of Dorlill, near enougo see a    of t about fifty yards from tes, bet uts and elms and the high bank.

        `tulliver, said akem, abruptly, in a ier to a fools trick you did - spreading t Far Close. I told you     you men never learn to farm hod.

        `Oulliver, suddenly boiling up. `Get somebody else to farm for you, to teach him.

        `You    tullivers flushed fad sparkling eyes.

        `No, Ive not been drinking, said tulliver, `I    no drinking to help me make up my mind as Ill serve no longer under a sdrel.

        `Very omorro tongue a me pass. (tulliver was bag o hem akem in.)

        `No, I s let you pass, said tulliver, getting fiercer. `I sell you . Youre too big a raskill to get hanged - youre...

        `Let me pass, you ignorant brute, or Ill ride over you.

        Mr tulliver, spurring aggering back o loose t once, and as taggered a feood still,    ed    more invenie before ulliver    of ted predominant man doriump vengeance, ural agility and strengt    to recrasped    arm so as to press akems    arm, ed for    no il a womans scream was her!

        Suddenly, akem felt, someted Mr tullivers arm, for the grasp of his own arm was relaxed.

        `Get aulliver angrily. But it    to akem t urullivers arms    g to .

        `O Luke - motsteps.

        `o t lo - I this arm is sprained.

        ity, akem ullivers ure, `Youll suffer for ter is a    youve assaulted me.

        `I dont care, said Mr tulliver, in a tell em I tell em Ive made t more even i the world.

        `Ride my o Luke. `By toften Ferry - not to akem    no furt into eric sobs, ood by in silence, quivering    Maggie became scious t as so grasp he surprise checked her sobs.

        `I feel ill - faintishe head.

        er, and tottered into    purple fluso paleness, and his hand was cold.

        ` ter send for tor? said Mrs tulliver.

        o be too faint and suffering to    presently, o fetcor,    or? No - No doctor. Its my s all. o bed.

        Sad ending to t ter times! But mingled seed must bear a mingled crop.

        In er om came o gratulate `ter, not    some excusable pride t    Mr toms good-luck; and tom    ter as a finiso talk    noom could only spend tation of t seque must follobreak of e. After told, tom sat in silence:    spirit or ination to tell er anyt to ask it. Apparently ted toget t a sorro. tom ed by t t    must al in e. Not one of t any particular alarm about Mr tullivers oms did not recall tack, and it seemed only a necessary seque    passion and effort of strengter ma, s would probably cure him.

        tom, tired out by ive day, fell asleep soon, and slept soundly; it seemed to    e to bed, wo see anding by    of early m.

        `My boy, you must get up te: Ive sent for tor, and your fats you and Maggie to e to him.

        `Is her?

        `     say its ;Bessy, fetcell em to make e."

        Maggie and tom tily in t, and reac at t. c ulliver stood at t of tened and trembling, looking urbed rest. Maggie    , but oom,    to her.

        `tom, my lad, its e upon me, as I s get up again... too many for me, my lad, but youve done o make t even. Shake hands wi me again, my lad, before I go away from you.

        t eat. tom said, trying to speak firmly,

        ` I    fulfil, when...

        `Ay, my lad... youll try ahe old mill back.

        `Yes, father.

        `And try and make tle wench...

        turned ill more eager look, o time- love and    trial.

        `You must take care of om... dont you fret, my ... and you must be good to o my sister. Kiss me, Maggie... e, Bessy... Youll mao pay for a brick grave, tom, so as your motogether.

        for some minutes, c daring to move. t    at last oom and said,

        `I urn - I beat     fair. I never ed anyt w was fair.

        `But, faty predominating over her grief, `You five him - you five every one now?

        move o look at    he said,

        `No, my o do? I t love a raskill...

        ed to say more, and moved ruggling in vain to speak. At lengtheir way.

        `Does God five raskills?... but if    be hard wi me.

        ed to remove some obstru t imes there fell from him some broken words--

        `too many...    man... puzzling...

        Soon to mere mutterings; to dis; and the final silence.

        But not of deat inued, getting gradually slohe brow.

        At last total stillness, and poor tullivers dimly-ligo be vexed his world.

        urnbull oo late for everyt to say, `th.

        tom and Maggie    doairs togeto ty. turo t, and Maggie spoke:

        `tom, five me - let us alogether.
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