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-scoundrel that I was; and now I'm goin' to put it on your finger again, and the parson shall marry us fair and square. I've got the license here under my pillow.' And Milly leaned over and lifted him and propped
him up
with the pillows, and the young parson said the ceremony over 'em, with Jane
Ann and the old Squire for witnesses. "As
soon as the parson got through, Dick says: 'Boy, won't you shake hands with your father? I wouldn't ask you before.' But Richard never stirred. And Milly got up and went to him and laid her hand on his arm and says: 'My
son, come and speak
to your father.' And he walked up and took Dick's pore wasted hand

in his strong one, and the old Squire set there and sobbed like a child. Jane Ann said he held on to Richard's
hand and looked at him for a long time, and then he reached

under the pillow and brought out a paper, and says he: 'It's my will; open it after I'm gone. I've squandered a lot o' money out West, but there's a plenty left, and that minin' stock'll make you a rich man. It's all yours and your mother's. I wish

it was more,' says he,
'for you're a son that a king'd be proud of.' "Them was about the last words he said. Dr. Pendleton

said he
wouldn't live through the night, and sure enough he begun to sink as
soon as the young parson left, and he died the next mornin' about daybreak. Jane Ann said jest before he died he opened his eyes and mumbled
somethin', and Milly seemed to know what he wanted,
for she reached over and put Richard's hand on hers and Dick's, and he breathed his last jest that way. "Milly wouldn't
let a soul touch the corpse, but her and Richard. She was a mighty good hand
at layin' out the dead, and them two washed and shrouded the body and laid it in the coffin, and the next day at the funeral Milly walked on one side o' the old Squire and Richard on the other, and
the old man leaned on Richard like he'd found a prop for his last days. "I ain't much of a hand to believe in signs, but there was one thing the day of the buryin' that I shall always ricollect.
It had been rainin' off and on all day,--a soft, misty sort o' rain that's
good for growin' things,--but while they were fillin' up the grave and smoothin' it off, the sun broke out over in the west, and when we turned
around to leave the grave there was the brightest, prettiest rainbow you ever saw; and when Milly and Richard got into the

old Squire's carriage and rode home with him, that rainbow was 
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