Pittston Gazette

              t f KsTABJ-IsllEJ* ISSO. i VOL. Xl.lII. NO. -O f Oldest Newspaper in the Wyoming Valley. I'lTTSTO.N, MZEUXK CO., PA., FRIDAY, JANUARY 20, 181K. A Weekly Looal and Family Journal i $1.50 PER ANNUM I IN ADVANCE. "1 inrerrea trom What you nam lust night that you will not betray uie." "I will not." "But you think you ought to." "I do." and' 1 would yon stay where you are inland ana cut olt ttie distance around the river's margin. There was no one near to inform him, so he kept on by the already what lie was sent to discpver, but to get out was more difficult than to get in, and he was not wiliing to risk an attempt in the daytime, so he entered the town in which citizen and soldier were alike asleep, and without meeting a soul walked about till he came to a hotel called the Crutchfield house. As he approached the door opened, and a negro boy with a broom in his hand stood in the opening.  "Can I git a room?" asked Mark. Mark went straight to the hotel and paid hill bill. He feared -the recruiting officer Uiighfc send for him or have him followed, jfeo without waiting to eat his supper he made a package of his purchases. Jakey took liis gun and slung his powder and shot flask over his shoulder. Then the two left the hotel to begin an attempt to leave Chattanooga. Their stay had been only from sunrise to sunset, but Mark had gained all the information he was likely to acquire and was anxious to get away with it. True, he did not know where the enemy would strike, but this he would not be likely to learn. BILL NYE IN IOWA. 00 Mrs. Fain, seeing that some cooing was coining, wisely withdrew. "And what, sweetheart?" "Tell me whaUl love to hear," she said said, looinng down into her mtC river. soft brown -eyes as far as 1 thought I ought to, "I cannot take it. I took one one;;, and it sv.'ailowe.d r.p all my salary that month to pay for the people I maimed. Even now the pictures in the It was late at night when they reached a point where the river took a slight turn to the east, and about a mile from the quick bend arouncf Moccasin point Alarx was anxious to enter Chattanooga either late at night or soon after daylight, hoping to meet few people, that his entrance might not be noticed. He cast his eye about for some means of crossing the river. Noticing a skiff moored just below a hut, he surmised that the skiff belonged to some one living in the hut. Going to the door he knocked. HE SAYS IT IS A MISTAKE TO SAY HE Mark stood gazing at her. She was Ixx king out of the window with a trou- Jjted expression. softly IS ONE OF THE NAUVOO RiGHE. "I've told you that so often you should certainly Ixj tired of it by this time." "Miss Fain," he said, "you may bd doing wrong; you may be doing right J At any rate you are acting the part of woman, and this act makes you in uiy «yes the loveliest woman that lives." All Invitation from One of lliC- Earth's advertise ts remind me of the things I saw while I cheered up by this beverage. I do not mind drinking the juice out of a timyard, because I am young and my digestion is good, but do not ask me to take an Iowa^onic." Common wooden rolling pins are now greatly sought after by those who wish to,give cheer to the long winter evenings. One of the handles may be unscrewed, it is said, and the odor of the nectar of the blue grass country may be detected. Fitz Hugh looked inquiring]}- into her face as he smoothed back her hair. He was used to these requests to repeat his assurances of affection, but there was a nervous something about his fiancee this morning that puzzled him. Fairest Daughter,, Which W illiam Ilc- — A fusos I'oint ISianlt- ■Sorae l'oetry Which Will Be Read with Many Soul T'.rohs. The words were scarcely spoken wheii the muscles of the girl's face contracted into an expression of horror. Mark could not understand why his speech had k«i Sected her. The natural uncertainty of i position impelled him to look about for the cause. Glancing out of the fiont window he saw an officer in gray uniform on horseback in the act of reaching down to open the gate. nn " "No, sah, not till de proprietor wakes (.Copyright, 18K), by Edgar W. Nye.] tvp been passing through Iowa At "My little brother is tired; he must go to sleep at once." I Wei His hack was toward the. window, while she was facing it. Suddenly she clasped her arms tightly around him. ced Ioway by peopl CO'XrWCHT, 1892, By AMERICAN RE5S ASSVr. The boy's eyes opened wide at a dollar bill slipped in his hand. Without a word he took a key from the rack above a desk in the office, and in a few minutes both travelers were safely lodged, vfith no one but the negro having seen them enter the town or the house. [to be contixced. ] not e here, and .Ioht.1i by those who do Arizona is called Arizottv by th "Now go if yon can!" she said, affecting a playfnl toue. 'Who's thar?" Wxio reside there, and Arizcmia by people who do not get out much, but who get CHAPTER IV ■Some'at." "My favorite poet is Tennyson. Is he "Do you uns own the skiff on the river below livar?" A LIBERAL OFFER, SLACK THE FAKMEK 3 SOX yours too?" "Why. Laura, what does this mean?" What SUe Offered Them to Stop Ciga- gay oil popcorn and go to bed as soon as 'e clcared away. If the genius used in Maine and Kansas and Iowa- alone for the purpose of evading the prohibitory laws could have been turned in thy direction of useful science and invention, we could have had in 1893 at least 80,000 people per day visiting tiie World's fair 011 wings, and thus coming; in force, also on Sundays. Mark took his pipe and went down to the yard to have a smoke. Going back to the barn he entered into conversation with an old darky sitting on a barrel by the stable door and evidently master of the horse. This was dangerous ground for Mark. He had a special fondness for poetry, and was more likely to betray himself on this than on any other subject. he asked, "You don't love me," she whined. • "Love you, j.ct! You know 1 do." "Then why do you act *o?" "Act how'r" .sti wished. "Waal, supposen I does?" '1 want to cross." rettes. tlio sup Iowa is a t tusac "What d' y' want terdothet fur at this time o' night?" "So far, so good," said Mark. "Now comes the real racket. By this time tomorrow morning I shall be either safe across the river again, or I wouldn't give a Confederate bond for my life." Afte® a few hours' sleep he rose, and "Oh, dear! Do you- think my boys will ever give up smoking cigarettes?" sighed Mrs. Winslow. beautiful state, and everj farmer h marble top fumitur •e in Y '•I\o," he said; "I love Shelley best." "Why, Mr. Slack, how can you understand Shelley? I can't." "Father dyen. Just got word a spell ago." I endeavored to reassure her. I thought in all probability they might eventually. Certainly tiic wisdom of riper years would render them less inclined sitting room. The noil is a rich, deep black, whiclucould be divided up with New England and yet have enough left "Fine night, uncle." "You never corno any more but you want to go right away." "Yas, bery fine night, pah." "But, sweetheart"—a half dozen kisses for exclamation points—"1 only intend being gone a little while." " What'll y' give ter get over?" 'Five dollars." "What kind o' shinplasters?" "Greenbacks." "Wliar iV v' cif. 'era!" The .first copy of The Weeping Willow, a paper used as the vehicle for carrying abroad* the postmortem poetry which may not be available to other publications, has just been received. It is lying dark and listless on our table, like a oiiluiii on the bruised and beaten b?ow o.! c?~. has told a large man he lied. It fc. depressing a sheet as one would crawl into at the Cockroach House, where we lured two warm rooms and slept in our overcoats and arctics. "That's not very good tobicco you're smoking, undo. You'd better take some "Waal, he is kinder obscurelike." To take the little papered shams for Havor in the spring to give a tawny shade to the pink clay of the south. "Do 3"on remember any of his poems? If you do, 1 would like to hear you repeat it." calling Jakey they made a toilet and went down to breakfast. Mark had purposely neglected to write his name on the register, and boned that the landlord would not notice the omission. Bnt he did, and the guest entered his name as Mark Slack, Jasper, Tenn. That is, if they lived long enough—a saving clause wfoich I discreetly kept to myself. o' this hvar.' "If you once start out to follow somebody you don't know anything about you'll bo gone all day, and'then you'll be ordered away, and maybe I'll never see ■ e- CI? i l! tiM J n ; Js^v "ixD vou near anv news, uncle '-  Thank r*. sah "Waal. I mought give you a few lines of tho 'Ode to the Spirit o' Naturtr'" "Please do." "From'some people ez got 'em traden with the Yankee sojersaf Battle Creek." "Dua'l. My name's Dau'l, Hih. No, Bah; 1 don't git no news 'cept de sojers is /retting mighty thick atChattenoogy.'" "Do yon know how many are there?" "1 reckon 'bout free hundred thou- "I wish you would speak to them about it," she continued. "I've done everything I can. Fve even offered tc keep them in cigars if they would only give up . those horrid cigarettes. But they don't care for cigars." To me this was a somewhat surprising statement. I knew they never refused mine. Perhaps they were too polite. "What kind of cigars?" I inquired, with courteously veiled suspicion. "Oh, the best," said Mrs. Winslow. "] asked Colonel Warrington about the brands, and he recommended one he called 'Invincibles.' I would never ask my boys to smoke poor tobacco." you any more "All right, stranger, but it's a sight o' bad times ter be called ter a man's door at night. Yon uns go down ter the river n I'll cover y' with my gun tel 1 know yer all right." Mark would have done well to let the "Ode to tlie Spirit of Nature" alone; but with a beautiful girl beside him, the half moon sinking in the west and all nature in repose, he momentarily forgot his assumed character entirely. He began, intending to give only a few lines ana not to torget nis dialect; but the spirit of nature was in him as well as in the poem, and by the time he had recited a few lines he was as oblivions to the character of Slack, the fanner's son, as if be bad been the poet himself. Suddenly he awoke to the consciousness of having given the whole poem in his natural tone and with his ordinary accent. Never was a lover more charmed at such evidence ni' woman's affection, arid never had this lover less causo to be charmed at the evidence of his hold upon Laura Faiu. Had Captain Fitz Hugh soon what Laura Fain saw from the moment she put her arms arouud him and held his llack to the window- Mark and Jakey going down the walk to the gate—bo would, have exclaimed: After breakfast he took Jakey and strolled around the town, making purchases. He thought it prudent to get •ome of his greenbacks changed for Confederate bills. He followed the suggestion Jakey had made at setting out and bought some calico and tobacco and the squirrel gun Jakey had modestly suggested for himself. Mark was not unwilling to have the gun with them, as he thought it might possibly be of service in case he should get hunted and cornered: but in that event he counted very little on any means of defense except flight or deception. sand." Mark langht "1 won't rniud a small thing like that ef you'll put mo 'n my leetle brother across." It runs mostly, to poisons, treating of accidental deaths, though sometimes hing difficulties and Bright's disease are also treated in verse.- "You're not much at figures, " he said, "Uncle, 1 shau't want anything of you while I'm hyar, but jou must have to remember mo by all the same." and Mark put a new crisp dollar greenback in the old man's hand. "No, sab, 1 ain't got no laraen." Mark and his companion went down to the river. Pretty soon a wild looking man. with a beard growing straight out from his face like the spokes of a cart wheel, came cautiously down, covering them with a shotgun as he proceeded. . C - j The editor asks for a favorable notice i will do' the best I can. As a general .nile 1 aur liQt in favor of using the billboards or the press for the bitter display of grief. Grief and public scrutiny do not go well together, but some of these poems are so weird and full C£ things that one is not looking for that we almost torget the general invitation to close the , store and imrticip.ite in a private waiL "Oh, woman, thy name is perfidy! "Oh. woman," the departing soldier would havo rt sponded, "thy name is iudeed perfidy, but Wow glorious thy perfidy!""Bress de Lo'd, yon is do lines' specerinon oh a po' white gentleman I eberhad de faeilatndc* ob meeten." "Xow go if you can!" she said. 'Got a pass, stranger?" "Come, quick!" she said, seizing his arm. "No, nol Mamma! She doesn't] know. Oh, what shall wo do?" 'No." I hastened to apologize, but suggested that to keep three boys supplied with "Invincibles" would require an invincible bank account. "Wiill, don't spoil it all by tellen t'other hands. Keep it to yourself." "Shonuff. 1 ain't gwine to tell nobody."CHAPTER YI. IN TJ1K knkmy's links. 'Reckon they won't let y' land when y' get over thar." "Mr. Slack," said his listener wheu he had finished, "did you learn that from a man in Jasper?" 'These army fellers are like a rat trap." said Mark; "they ain't so particular as to goen in; it's the goen out they don't like. Out y* better try to strike a point on'the river whar ther ain't no Mark was astonished at the number of officers and soldiers he saw in the streets. He found a new general in command, of whom he had not heard as a prominent leader, Braxton Bragg. He made a circuit of the town and an estimate of the troops, but this was of little value, for upon the arrival of trains regiment after regiment marched into oamp. Mark stood on the sidewalk holding Jakey by the hand, looking at the Confederates tramping along under the stars and bars, their bands, when they had any, which was rare, playing discordantly "Dixie" or "The Bonny Blue Flag." Mark took her by the hand and spoke to her coolly, bnt quickly. "Call Jakey for me, and we will both go down 6tairsi and from there to the barn. We can! then go out without meeting this officer, for he is doubtless coming in. There js no especial danger. We shall meet plenty of soldiers before we return." "I know it, but I don't mind the ex pense. Why won't you speak to them and induce them to aceept my offer? You know they think so much of what you say," urged my hostess. . Maiik left Uncle Daniel chuckling on his barrel and strolled about the groumlt. Presently he found himsel* walkin A near the front of the housf The mother and daughter sat oil the veranua m tne Moonngirc. freseum the daughter came down the steps and advanced to where Mark was loitering. "No—no—I—vaal," he stammered, "1 read it in a book," I give one little poem here to show the general scope of the work. It goes to show tlmt with the death of Browning we liKve yet left with ns right here in America the material of which corduroy verse fa made: .X ,*£.« "v- D C'j He stole a glance at his companion, but failed to detect any unusual expression on her face. He took courage. 1 i' 4 -D? "haven't saw a well bay." - "Fur how much?" 'An extra fiver." "Green back?" guard I was duly flattered. *1 shall lie delighted to do 111 j- best," I replied. "And I must say I don't see hew the boys could have refused so liberal a proposition. But I must be going now. , All, I thijik that is Jack out on the lawn. I will stop and speak to him as 1 go by." Then 1 said my adieus and left the parlor. I was speaking last mouth to a moun- "What do you raise on your plantation?" she asked. taineer of North Carolina regarding tin She flew out of the room to find Jakey. While she was gone Mark watched the) approaching horseman. H& wat a fine specimen of a southern man—tall and slender, with long black hair, mustacheand goatee and a fine black eye. He: looked, as he came riding up the road-| way, the impersonation of the southern] gentleman. prosperity of t! respecting tin tile business oral ma;! at region, and especially .mwth of the brick and [he niau was a clay col- \VIIEN PETIE DIED. When Petie was taken ill. And disea.se was speedily Taking his lifp—' "Oh, wo put in some potatoes and corn and straw this year." "Straw?" 'You aia't very patriotic. Won't y' tike Confederate bills?" "Mamma says that if you like you may—she would be pleased to have you Dcom& up and sit on the veranda." Ilnw sad it mode us feel. "Not when I can get green una," "Y' ain't a Union man, are yf "No. But 1 know a valyble thing when I sees it." with clothes to match. Lingering near liis bedside to him Before he died! "Thank you!" Mark was about tc lift his hat in his usual deferential manner, but suddenly remembered that he waD* not supposed to be a gentleman. He followed the girl up to the veranda, and she placed a seat for him nea r where they were sitting. "No, no; not straw." Mark was as little conversant with the farmer's art as he was familiar with the poets. "I mean hay." one who had hoped with others that with tiie election of Mr. Cleveland huckleberries would go up to eleven cents, and that the air would he full of welcome to the south and cheap English clothing made extra long in the limbs to fit the was a sad looking man, with the As I crossed the lawn I observed that Jack was just in the act of lighting a cigarette. Although he has triumphantly passed his freshman year at collogc, and consequently knows more about most things than I do, the boy and I are very good friends, and I felt no diffidence about approaching him. Besides I saw an opening. "Hello, Jack! Lighting another cofliu nail, eh? Won't you throw it away and try a cigar?'' I said genially. We shall not forget soon how Petie called'us to his side To-say what ho was going to Before he died, Xor how his face lit up On eyethlr side. ! "What regiment air thet *ar?" asked Mark of a soldier standing beside him puffing at a rank cigar. "Eighth Tennessee." "Whar they all oome from?" "Tupelo. Come from thar m'self a spell ago." The girl looked at him and smiled. The night would have been very dark liad it not been for the moon behind the zlouds. As it was, the boat could only be seen from the shore when they drew too near. They pulled up the river west it Moccasin point, keeping near the east bank. They could see campfires of guards on the other shore. Once, getting too near a river picket, they rrere seen and challenged. "The wheat was all gotten in early this summer, I am told," she remarked casually. Before he had dismounted Mark and Jakey were on their way to the barn. Laura Fain opened the front door just as the officer was coming up the steps. "Why, Cameron!" she exclaimed, "how did you get away? J thought you told me you were to be officer of the guard today." trade. "Your brother is a good deal vounge:' than you," said the mother when Mark was seated. s "Yas, we got in ourn early. We jest finished np before I kem away." "Why, Mr. Slack!" "Yes," he said, "hit seems like there is more call for hands in the brick works, but they 'pear like mostly niggers, for no white man wants to fuss around in1 the mud all day when he ought to be out huntin. And as for cookin clay, av He longed for a promise from Ilia wayward relatives On his wife's side That they would meet him, D And then wo saw how mentally he had "Oh, yes, ma'am; he is ten years younger." "Whar y' goen?" Mark knew that he had blundered again. "Only old Bragg knows, and he won't tell. Reckon we're goen no'th to Knoxville ter foller th' two brigades ez went up a spell ago." ; Before he died. failed "You don't resemble each other at all, You are liglit, and he is dark." "Wheat is gathered in July," she informed the young farmer. "1 mean the corn," he said wildly. "The corn comes later. It is ripening now." "I persuaded my friend the adjutant to detail another man." Mark handed the ulld whiskered ferry man the cri«i) ieu dollar note. "Jakey," said Mark as they passed behind trees that hid them from the house, "1 don't like that officer coming to the Fain plantation just at this time. There'll surely be some mention of us, and it is possible he may want to have a look at us. You know, Jakev, we're only poor, modest people, and don't want to be stared at." "Who goes thar?" "Thanks. With pleasure!" he exclaimed eagerly as ho extended his hand. folks haven't saw a well day since Vanderbilfc put his old bakeshop in amongst "So we don't. Jakey's my stepbrother, you know." "Was there a special reason?" "Oh, none o' your business!" said Mark jokingly. "What troops air all these hyar and them ez is comen?" "You didn't tell us that," remarked the lady. "Certainly. I positively couldn't standi it another day not to see you. Besidesj we are momentarily expecting orders to] cross to this side of the river." "Pull in hyar or I'll make it some o' iny business." "Why do you smoko those things';'' 1 asked. rar victuals Iowa and Illinois at this season of the year seem to be just bulging out with corn and other grain. I went into Chicago the other day and visited the big building where they sell so rauch corn and wheat. I asked a man rf he could show me some com. 'Yes, he said, he could sell mo half a million of February corn.. He had alittle basin of it "Waal, thar's Cheatham's and Withers' divisions, and I reckon Anderson's. I saw Gineral Polk terday, 'n they say Hardee's hyar. I'm in th' Twentyfourth Tennessee m'self, and thet's Cheatham's. Lay's cavalry brigade is hyar. Thet's all the cavalry I knows on." Mark was amazed. A large southern force was concentrating at Chattanooga, and perhaps they would pour into Tennessee or Kentucky by one of the routes pointed out to him by his general. It was a splendid plan, provided the general who was to execute it could keep his enemy from knowing his intentions long enough to throw an army on his flank or rear "You're very thoughtful of him," said Miss Laura', "considering he is only your stepbrother." Mark felt it was all up with him so far as deceiving Miss Fain as to his being a. farmer, but he struck out boldly to undo some of the mischief. "Oh, now, see hyar! We can't stop every live miuntes to please a guard. How do you know but we're on army business?" "Because they're cheap," said Jack philosophically. "Cigars play the deuce with one's allowance, and the mater simply won't stand pipes. She liasp't been talking to you about us, has she?" he concluded sharply. "But you will be nearer to us then, won't you?" "Waal, ma'am, I'm very fond of him all the same." "Waal, you see, Miss Fain, to tell the whole truth, dad he don't reckon much on my farinen. He says I oughter be a perfessor or somep'n o' that sort." "I am afraid not. Ooce on this side we'll not stop nearer than Dallas or Poe's. We may join Colonel Forrest near Sparta, or wherever he may be, doubtless somewhere in the enemy's rear. He seldom troubles the Yankees in front. But you are not listening, my darling, and you are pale. You are not ill?" "Well, pull in hyar and show your papers.""He seems to be a peculiar child." "Yas, Jakey, he is peculiar, Very pe culiar, ma'am." "Wo ain't got our store clothes on, and don't want ter make no acquaintances," Jakey observed solemnly. Meanwhile the ferryman was keeping the oars moving gently, and the boat turned at an angle with the current, which was taking the boat toward the east shore. "Now pull away hearty," whispered Mark, and the boat shot out of sight of the picket in a twinkling. A bullet whistled over their heads, but wide of the mark. "She told me the offer she made to "A gentleman, for instance." Mark made no reply. For the first time he detected irony in her tone. Mark had noticed Laura Fain's ncitation when «he caught sight of the officer at the gate, and knew tiier.- was good reason for it. He did not fear that she would betray him intentionally, but that she might be led to do so from her very anxiety to keep his uccret. you." near by and everybody was talking so urachal the same time that it worried me, and I asked hiin to step over to the hotel, where we could be by ourselves. We went there, and up to my room, which overlookedtCook county as a new president fright overlook a man who came on to see him about getting his son-in-law a place as clerk at the court of St. haven't-told us your name yet, said the mother. "She said that she had offered to keep you in cigars if you would give up smoking cigarettes. And I think you are foolish not to jump at the chance." "What offer?" "Slack. I'm Farmer Slack's son." "How many field hands does your father own?" "Mr. Slack—if that is really your name, which I don't believe—you are certuinly not very complimentary to my sense of perception." "Certainly not." "Father, he don't own no niggers at all. We're jest only poor whites." "You are sorry that I came?" Jack laughed. "What do you thinl: she meant by that?' he asked. "You're very frank about it," said "How so?" "Why, Cameron, what do you mean? You know I always want you to come." "The first chance we get, Jakey, we'll take to the woods. We told them we were going to Chattanooga, and if this officer takes it into his aristocratic head to escort ns with true southern politeness a part of the way he'll expect to find ns on the Chattanooga pike." "She said she meant 'Invincible?." Laura. "In trying to make me think you are not an educated gentleman." "Golly!" exclaimed Jakey. "What i* purty tune it 6ings!" Then in making a circuit of the town Mark was impressed with the natural strength of the position. He gazed over the plain eastward, his eye resting on Missionary ridge, but did not dream of the soldiers' battle destined to take place there a year later, when the men in the Army of the Cumberland, disregarding the plans of their superiors, would start from the bottom of that mountain and defeat an enemy pouring shot and shell down upon them from the top. "Yes, I guess she did," replied Jack, "for she told us boys that if we'd stop smoking cigarettes she'd give us each an elegant thirty cent cigar every Saturday night."—Harry Romaino in Harper's Bazar. James. "Waal, there ain't no use maken purtensions."She led the way into the sitting room, from which Mark had disappeared but a minute before—a minute is a long while sometimes. Mrs. Fain entered and received the guest most graciously. They were now off Moccasin point, and Mark began to look for a landing place. Just above he noticed a camptire, and above this was a place where the bank was low, with overhanging trees. Mark directed the ferryman to pull for these trees. He slipped a handkerchief in one of the rowlocks—the only one used in turning the boat into shore—so as to muffle the oar. Th« coast seemed to be clear for a landing, but us they drew near they proceeded cautiously and listened for the slightest sound. The boat's nose touched without noise, and Mark and Jakey got out. I :its some of the com and was pleased with it, so I bought my seetl of him for next year. He told the board of trade about it, and when I went there the next day I received an ovation. I have, however, a box of these self fastening pants buttons in my trunk, so that in a little while you wouldn't have noticed it at all. The board of trade, or whatever it is, in Chicago, is no way to live. Gray haired men there cut up like a jwrccl of comics. Then they make their wives believe that thej' earn a livelihood that way. I don't mind having a little quiet fun oven at my time of life, but when fotownap men with whiskers pour two bushels of winter wheat down my back just because my clothes were made in Asheville I murmur and I repine. Mark saw the futility of keeping up the sham with Miss Laura Fain any longer. He resolved to give her so mach of his confidence as was necessary to keep her from betraying him, if indeed he could do so at all. His manner and his tone changed in a twinkling. "And yon go to Chattanooga tomorrow?" asked the mother. "Yas, ma'am; 1 cal'late ter do some traden thar." OXE WITH ME." When IVtie died there was A general feeling of depression For quite a spell, .Aud up till now 110 one has Even peeped regarding what he waa Before he died. CJaptain Cameron Fitz Hugh was a young Virginian, a graduate of the University of Virginia law school, the son of wealthy parents, whose acres and negroes were numbered by thousands. He had known the Faiils before the war, Mrs. Fain having been born and reared in the Old Dominion. During a visit of Laura to his people, shortly before the breaking out of hostilities, he liad fallen in love with her, had proposed and was accepted. Both families being agreeable, the two were engaged to be married."N' twouldu't be perlite fo' ter git in Uis way," "And you will return this way?" "I reckon I'll be along hyar in a few days." Makes II im Sick, "I will be frank with you. I am not what I have pretended, but I am not here to injure you or yours." They had gone but a trifling distance when t hey came to a creek flowing—as a wayfarer they met told them—through Moccasin gap. The road crossed it by something between a hedge and a culrert. Mark led the way from the road np the creek and began to climb the hills, on which there was sufficient growth of timber to afford concealment. For an hour ho trudjred along with Jakey beside him. He tried to get the boy to give him his hand to help him along, but Jakey demurred indignantly and kept his sturdy little legs so well at work that he never once fell behind his companion. Old Lady—Don't you ever feel sick go ing up and down in tliis elevator all day Elevator Boy—Yes'ni. His homy hands that had The mother continued the pumping process for awhile, bat whether she made no nrosreas. or whether Mark succeeded in establishing himself in her confidence, she a roue and walked with all the stateliness of a southern high born matron into the house. There she' resumed the book she had been reading earlier in the evening. "Ls it the motion of going down?" "No'm." Went on from ti:.:e to time D Dealing the card's on eyether side Was bunched forevei-as we keerd him pass "When Petre died. "Who are you?" She spoke with a certain severity that 6ho had not shown "Why didn't our generate occupy this place when they could?" sighed Mark. "Now it is too late." "No'm." "The motion of going up?" before, "The stopping?" "No'm." "What is it then?" "The questions." When Petie died some shook their heads And passed by on the other side. Allowing that his future home waa All hot up for him When Petie died. "I cannot tell you. My secret is not my own." While it was evident to Mark that the enemy were concentrating for a move against the Union lines, there was nothing to indicate where they would strike except the mention of the two brigades as having gone to Knoxville. He knew that they might strike any one of several points from Battle Creek to Knoxville, and eagerly sought for some indication where it would be. He strolled about with Jakey all the afternoon, the two sufficiently resembling country bumkins to avoid suspicion. Passing a recruiting station, Mark went inside the tent, where an officer was writing at a pine table. "Are yon a Union man?" "Ye.-." Mark handed the wild whiskered ferryman the crisp ten dollar note, which he clinched eagerly. '—Good News. But us that knowed him well. And saw how hard he tried. Was heerd to weep out loud-and Pass t he wipe around On eyether side When Petie died. ? Mj&rT "A northerner?" "Yer purty well ter do, stranger, con- Bideren yer close." "Yes; but let that suffice. You would regret it if I should confide anything more to you. Yet from this brief interview I have learned to trust you sufficiently to place my life in your keep\"This is an unexpected pleasure, cap tain," said Mrs. Fain. Billson—Hello, Jimson! I've caught you at last. I've been trying for three weeks to get hold of you, so as to pay you that ten dollars I owe you, but every time you suddenly disappeared. Artful Dodging. Men who have arrived at the age ol fort) years and find themselves at Christmastide buying pianos and shaving outfits for their children ought to sort of tone down, seems to me. and have some dignity. Health ought also to be considered. Those who have never tried it cannot understand how cold a couple of bushels of winter wheat is to the person of one who has been tenderly reared. One man said in a snuffled tone aside to another that he* understood 1 was one of the nauvoo viche. This is not so, for my humble home is far away from Nauvoo, the old Hades hole of polygamy. I am not rich, and I have never led a double life, partly because I do not regard it as right and partly because I am so .prominent that I am soon discovered. That is one of the horrors of greatness. "I did not suppose I could get away today." "Didn't y' hyar what I said to the guard 'bout business for the army?" "Yas." /Cc£^Lt "Everything is unexpected in these times. We never know who is coming to ns. Last night I slept uneasily for fear that we harbored a guerrilla in the house." At last they came to a hut occupied by an old "negro. - "Waal, don't say nothen 'bout it. Th' Confederate service pays ez it goes." ing." She thought a moment. A faint shudder passed over her. Jimson—Eh! Have you been wanting to see me for that? "Of course." * "Good morning, uncle!" said Mark, "Mornen, eah." The ferryman cared little whom he pulled if he could make ten dollars in one night, and dipping his oars in the water rowed away from the shore. "1 don't want to know your secret." 'Ht'V y' soen anything of a colored toy 'bout eighteen years old go by hyar this mornen?" "No, sail." "Will you tell your mother what yon have discovered?" asked Mark anxiously. "Not for worlds." "How is that?" asked Captain Fitz Hugh. "Great snak&s! I thought you wanted to borrow more."—New York Weekly. Granted. Mark turned to look about him. His first move was to get under the trees. From there he proceeded inland for a short distance, looking for something. "Where are the strangers, Laura?" "I think they are gone, mamma." "Cap," he said, "1 Wn thinken I'd like ter jine the army." "Yon suspect"— He paused and looked at her inquiringly. "A countryman and his little brother," Hid Mrs. Fain to the captain. "Laura thought him quite a gentleman for o»e so poorly dressed." "He's my boy Sam, and I'm a-hunten him. Ho run away last night. He'll git a hundred ef 1 ketch him." Irate Neighbor—I don't like that brass band you fellows have set going next door to me. Tlie Kind lie Wanted. "Yes, yes. Don't say any more. Don't breathe another word. Only go away from here as soon as possible." "You're just the man we want. You've got plenty of bone and muscle. I should reckon you'd been in the ranks afore this." "1 ain't saw him, sah, 'n I toll yo' what, raarst'r. ef 1 had saw him I wouldn't inform yo' ob de fac." "All, here it is!" he said presently. "Nov.' I know where I am." "But I changed my mind, mamma," said Laura quickly. He had struck the Nashville and Chattanooga railroad, which runs close to the river bank for about a mile near where he landed. He knew he was about two miles from the town. Leader—Oh, don't you? Well, perhaps you'll tell me what kind of a band you would like? "I shall go tomorrow morning. I shall always hold you in grateful remembrance. You are a splendid—a lovely woman. I owe you"  "Waal, 1 don't want ter fight outen my state 'f I kin help it." "What state?" "Tennessee." "And what was the occasion of so sudden a bouleverseinent?" asked the captain. "Thet's the way with you niggers, since the Yankees turned your heads. But it won't last long. Our boys'll drive 'em so fur no'th pretty soon that you darkies'll hev tostoprunnen away." "Now don' vo' believe dat so sarten." "Do you really believe the Yanks can whip us?" Irato Neighbor — A disband; that'.- what.—Detroit Free Press. The board of trade conversed freely with each other simultaneously, and it seemed almost like the Australian bird ehow supported by the house of representatives. But what a blessing it is to the poor farmers, who have nothing but tiieir products to sell, and if these men did not buy, where would the poor farmer be? Yes, yes; go—go early." "Now, Jakey," he said, "we'll bivouac right here. As soon as it is light we must set out. Are you sleepy?" "Am I? Reckon I am!" "N'Ji/it hrirjht nUtr in thdtV She rose and went into the house. In a few minutes a colored boy came out and told Mark that he would show him to his room. As Mark had been there before, he knew this meant that he was expected to retire for the night. "Why—why, when we were sitting on the veranda after you went in, mamma" "1 reckon you'll have a chance to fight in it if you join the army." "Reckon so?" Not to Be Joked With. Mark had kept up his assumed character verj well during her presence. Now that he was left alone with the daughter he was put to a much severer test. The girl had something of the stateliness of her mother as that stateliness had appeared in her mothers youth. Mark had been so used from his childhood to meet a refined bearing with one equally refined that he found it difficult to avoid doing so now. "You give me a pane!" said Gargoyle to the man who came to,put in a broken "Sitting on the veranda with a countryman!" exclaimed the lover. "Yaa; I'm recruiten fur Cheatham's division. Thar all Tennessee rigements in our division except the artillery 'n a rigement o' Georgia and one o' Texas infantry."window. *■ "Not much I do," replied the man. "I charge you for it."—Truth. Count Mitchwitch—Mademoiselle, I wish I might die listening to your beautiful music. "De Lo'd hes sent 'em to tote his colored people out o' bondage." "Well, yes; mamma saidv to invite him up. But I was going to say"— Laura's inventive powers had gained time to act by the interruption—"1 found that he was only an ignorant farmer after all, for 1 asked him how far the moon was, and he said he reckoned it was a hundred million miles." CHAPTER VIL THE CAMPS AT CHATTANOOGA. As he went by the parlor he glanced in. The mother sat by a lamp on a Murk was satisfied with this preliminary examination that he could trust %he old man. "Whar is yer division?" Thomson—See this picture of Bronson Isn't it truly a speaking picture? Kuimjng Xo Itiisks. No matter how lonely and forsaken a [Train grower may be when the biting winds of winter come, ho w ill always be sure of a warm corner a# the board of trade building. s "center table" reading. Miss Fain'a face was also bent over a book. It was white as the margin of the page she pretended to read. "Across the river. At Dallas or Poe's; somewhar up thar. Y' better let me put yer down fur my rigement, the th Tennessee." i "Uncle, I'm no secesh. I'm a Union inan. 1 want to stay with you today land travel tonight. Keep me all day, juid I'll go away as soon as it is dark." Johnson—So it is. (Growing nervous.) Let's come away. It may ask us for a loan.—Yankee Blade. "Don't you love to look at the stars, Mr. Slack?" asked the young lady. CHAPTER V. "That doesu't prove anything," Fitz Hugh remarked. "I don't believe there's an officer irt my regiment knows that. But it becomes us to be very careful. The commanding general has made it known unofficially through his staff rfficers that he is especially desirous of concealing his intentions. One spy penetrating for even a day at Chattanooga might frustrate all his plans. If the enemy knew that we are concentrating there, and how weak we are there at present, he would or at least he should come down with a large force and drive us south." As I said, we are now passing through the state of Iowa. It is robed in snow, but not snowed under like some states. GLORIOUS PERFIDY. "Fo' de Lo'd. 1 knowed yo' wa'n't no south'n man all de time." "1 moueht hev ter co wav down south." "No fear o' that jest now." Some Aw kwurcl Tli [tings to Forget. "Waal, yas, Miss"— "My name is Laura Fain." When Murk went down stairs the next morning, followed by Jakey, they were invited into the breakfast room. Laura Fain was there, but her mother was not. Mark looked at Laura, but Bhe avoided his gaze. He asked after her mother. "How?" "What makes y' cal'clate on't?" "''1 4o* ****-✓ No liquor is sold in this stat* ' "I liev always been fond o' the science of"— He paused; he suddenly remembered that poor "white trash" were not usually versed in any of the sciences. Yo' ain't got do south'n man s way o' jtalken. Yo' did hit well enough, but yo' cain't fool me." "There's two divisions across now— ourn and Withers'. Y' don't reckon their goen ter cross the river fur the purpose o' marchen south, do y'?" How pleasant it is to live in a state where the drunkard has no show; whore tho warm, friendly «?.-asp of the hand is followed by two p.'Jijlt doses of Barleycorn's Stomach Bitters, winch ciieers inebriates and leads to uxoreide. "Well, will you keep us?" "Reckon 1 will." "What's your name?" "Oh, I don't know nothen 'bout military."HE HAD HIS WISH, -Scribner's Magazine. "Astronomy*!''' she supplied. "Waal, yas." "How did you come to learn astrono- "Mamma scarcely ever gets up to breakfast," sho said "as she poured out a substitute for coffee. "Randolph's my name, sail. JciFson Randolph. My marst'r said ho gib me a mighty big name, but hit didn't do no good. Dey always call me notten but Jeff." "Waal, will you join us?" Iowa lms shown that there are many kinds of drinks unknown to the wide open states. I heard a man say not long ago that the Barleycorn drunk was the worst known on earth and defied all bicarbonate of gold treatment, for no one knows what antidote to use against i patent medicine. Natural Selection, myr "Ef y' reckon all the sojers here is goen to fight in old Tennessee, I reckon 1 will. The abolition army hez overrun our state, 'n I want ter see 'em driv out." There are so many true stories ot heroism on the battlefield that an occasional incident not quite heroic may be forgiven human nature. "Oh, I don't know nothen 'bout it,* he said quickly. "I lieavn a man at Jiisper talken onct. He said a heap o' quar things.'! During the meal she said but little, and that was only on commonplace subjects. She seemed to have more on her mind than the soldier who was takinsr his life in his hands, and studiously avoided looking at him at all. "You're as well off as the president of the Confederacy in that respect," said Mark. "I guess we'll go inside." "The way to do it, my good man, is to take a musket and help." I\ is said that when a famous French general was obliged to retreat as he and his aid-de-camp were fleeing before tha enemy he breathlessly inquired, "Who are the rear guard?" "What bright star is that?" pointing, "Venus, I reckon." A troubled expression crossed Laura's face. Cop," he tald, "1 be'n thinkcn Pd Uke "Indeed!" said Mrs. Fain. "I was not aware of that. Suppose the young ter jlnc Die army." "Do ye reckon th't's what we're goen ter do?" These bitters, and there are many others like them sold by the great gross in Iowa, if used in large quantities produce a grateful feeling at first and are then followed bv an epidemic of crime. "1 wonder how far it is from us?" she said musingly. Jakey ate heartily. Mark noticed him eating with his knife and otherwise displaying his humble origin, while he was himself eating like a gentleman. He thought that it was lucky Mrs. Fain was not at the table. "Yes, go in dar. Keep dark." At the first sign of dawn Mark awakened his Companion, who was sleeping so soundly that it required a good shake to rouse him. Jakey sat up and rubbed his ores with his fists while Mark looked about him. He could see down the river for half a mile, where he noticed bluffs to the water's edge, and thought it was lucky he had not been forced to land there. Beyond were the Raccoon mountains, while close to the southwest Lookout mountain towered above him. "1 tell you that two divisions are already across, and 1 happen to know that all the transportation in the shape of cars and locomotives that can be found are bein corraled hyar fur a further movement. Come, now, my . man, stop talken and take yer place whar ye oughter be. What's yer name?" "Venus? Why Venus is sixty-eight millions of miles, I reckon." "I happen to know that's a correct an- man was a spy." Mark and Jakey waited for the day to pass, and as they had no means of amusing themselves it passed very slowly. Jakey played about the creek for awhile, but both were glad when the darkness came aud they could get away. "lie men that have the poorest horses, ' " replied the aid, who was making • Dd use v. his spurs.—Youth's Com- "Cameron," said Laura, "I wish you wouldn't talk so to mamma. She will be suspicious of every poor beggar that asks a crust. The man's name was Slack. There are plenty of Slacks among the poor whites about here. I have a sick family of that name on my hands now not a mile up the road." genera The interior of the human stomach after a Barleycorn debauch is said to look like the burning of the great firecracker factory on Staten Island. Patent stomach bitters in Iowa are working a great curse. They an* working it in blue crewels on a mourning background. swer." • After breakfast Mark followed his hostess through a door opening into a Fitting room on the opposite side of the hall from the parlor. The name of the acquaintance whom yon are about to introduce.—Scrilmei £ Magazine. psfcion Mark suddenly Ijecame conscious of having forgotttfti himself. He recollected his critical position and resolved to proceed with greater care. lis I.imitations. Mrs. Stronginind—I never could seo jny particular reason why the Mississippi river should be called the Father of Witters. Why not the Mother of Waters? Before setting out ou his expedition Mark had carefully studied a map of the region, preferring to fix it in his mind than to carry it about his person. Upon leaving Jefferson Randolph's hut he made direct for the Tennessee river. Once there, he knew from his remembrance of the map that he was not far from Chattanooga, and that between him and that place was Moccasin point, formed by a bend, or rather loop, in the river, the point putting out southward for more than two miles, with a distance of nearly a mile across its neck. But he knew the ground was high on the east shore, of the peninsula, and he did not kpow the BJ'oper claoe to strike The officer took up a pen. Chicago'** Needs. "How far is the moon?" ask».d Miss Fain. "Miss Fain," he said, "I know too well the station of your family and southern customs not to accept as a hospitality you have afforded. I can only express my indebtedness, and the hope that some day the war may be over and I can come down here and show my gratitude for something of far more moment to me than a night's lodging." He paused, and then added: "May I ask a question? Are you a Union or a Confederate girl?" "Has the fellow gone?" asked Fitz Hugh. "I think 1 would better see him." "All right, cap, count me in. I'll jest go 'n git my bundle and be back hyar in half an hour." Mrs. Gotham—Now they say Chicago is to have the most powerful telescope ever made. What do you suppose that is for? Oner in Iowa a beautiful and wealthy laflv with starry eyes, reminding me of Psyche as I saw her once at our house when a boy, and with a coaxing dimple in her cheek, held to my lips a sparkling glass of crystal in which the Barleycorn Bitters bubbled and sang. Mrs. Strongmind's Husband (getting near the door)—Because, my dear, it hasn't" the mouth of an Amazon.—Chi- Chicago Tribune. "The moon's a hundred million miles, 1 reckon." "Gone! of course he's gone," said Laura, with a heaving bosom. After Jakey had completed his fist toilet—the only toilet either made—Mark led off on the railroad ties to Chattanooga. The railroad soon left the river bank, and they proceeded in a northeasterly direction, striking the town from the south. The captain hesitated. Mark began to fear that he was thinking of using force rather than let so promising a recruit go. "Oh.no. You're far out if fne wa'- there. It's only about two hundred and forty thousand miles." Mr. Gotham—I presume they want to find out if the top stories of their houses are inhabited.—New York Weekly. "Where did he say he was going?" "To Chattanooga," said Mrs. Fain. "I'll mount and follow him. 1 can easily overtake him on horseback." "Are you sure you'll come back?" A Tender Heart. "Waal, now!" exclaimed Mark in well feigned surprise. "Sarten. can." Stylish Tramp*. Ragged Riley—Sure we're in fashion fur onct. Mrs. Hayseed (looking at the camels) —Ami do they really use these creatures as beasts of burden? Keeper—Why. yes. She looked searchingly at him, but Mark looiwtJ as if he had simply received an interesting piece of information. "Nonsense," said Laura, with a pout;i "you have kept awav from me for a| weeK, and now you are going as soon as you've come." A great many tents were in sight as they passed along, and Mark judged at once that there was a large force concentrated there. He was tempted to turn and retrace feje stet}?, for he knew Mark moved away, and it was not until he had got out of sight that he realized he had run a great risk, for he saw that the captain would have detained him had he not believed in hia sincerity about enUstintr. "Take one with me," she said, resting her shapely littfe hand on my coat sleeve as if it were a little tame, tired white rat. "Take one with me. 'Twill cheer you up and possibly loosen up an old thought." Ragged Riley—Th' paper Oi'm readin saya th' new stoyle shoes has ventilated tow.—ExqJjapge. Wearie Wraggies—How kin we be? Mrs. Hayseed—That's cnlalty to animals! Just look at the tnoustrons bumps they have to carry already!—Truth. | fi "Do yon like poetry?" she asked changing the guhiect. "Confederate." Mark looked at hej miea$Jy. 'tjBut, my darliDg, would yon havej rye" . n