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I'lTTSTON, IXZKUNK CO., l'A., FRIDAY, AUGUST 25, lsCD;{. KSTAltl-ISIIKl) 1850. I VOL. \ Kill. NO. 51. 1 Oldest Newspaper in the Wyoming VD Hey. A Weekly Local and Family Journal $1.50 l'KIC ANNUM IN ADVANCE that it would consume his entire p: ou. o, as ;i f iici i.'ll plu»'« f-'f » lis lie had fitted «p very o„-c . as the best ridel", best hunter and bcoi n:jv.*s, and evybodyon do plurn-1 see flat he heels pfaer head in little missy. J*o Jboy, lots o' lnf?. u-nd when tho colonel placed his baud gently on his head, and felt his pulse, he discovered that he was in s ru5png fever, lie aroused the place put carefully to bed, sent in ho haste after the doctor, and sat by hii bedside until the doctor came, whC after careful diagnosis shook his heat and said, sadly: "Bad case, colonel, bat case, great shock, brain fever." ThC rood doctor was also rather attached tC he young man, though he bad not b«s it *7"*" «•» for rnc, i prefer to strike tirst ana argue afterwards." JB §DMftW. erty to pay his debts. Fortunately Mrs. Gregory had a good property which was not in any way encumbered. They found a purchaser for everything1 except some lifty slaves, which they reserved, and enough live stock to haul them to Texas; surprised the Savannah factor by paying him off in full, settled up everything and found themselves with fifty slaves and twenty-five thousand dollars in cash ready for a new start in a new country, and at the time this story opens had been on tlio road some six weeks. lUffl.V NYE OX TJIE NEW ERA meeting between Mrs. Grant ami Mrs. Davis will, I am sure, do ninth to fraternize the two sections and bring many southern capitalists north to live. 1 o' him." Col. Gregory had been listening1 attentively to the colloquy between the young men, and seeing the trend of the conversation gave the signal for withdrawing to the parlor by rising from the table. ys after this memorable con. Johd was in a distant field .ing some clearing up of new ' when Janet in onfe of her fre. - came to the edgo of the Mid, as the fallen tr§es were ;i to ride fretly, she got C3own, 1: r horse and gtarted across Jo John was standing on A Uuge log 'tiiins. lie did not see her .in-,' and she had approached within ;,y i\- t of hirn when hearing a peD!lDiiant, defiant sound she . .Iced down, and found herself within wo feet of a large rattlesnake who was giving out his warning and preparing •j strike. The girl vvas brave, but the . r w::s «■•D aUuMiiiny and sudden was for the moment stupefied, i !C (D?.C• had heard the'snake's and looking around he took in atioa-at a glance. In the next ■ it looked as if he was posD c: aid of seven-!yttgUP boots. Almost bofore Janet had realized what was happining, John had landed on the snakD» and ground it into the earth, and, as it possessed with a frenzy, he continued to scamp upon the reptile until it was ground out of life and shape. The girl staggered as if she would faint, but was caught and upheld by the young man, and in the next moment her high spirit came to rescue and she was hfcr natural selL ONE OF GOOD FEELING, TAKEN OFTEN, IS EARNESTLY ADVOCATED. -^4 Fr Mi%) / 7iT 1Mfft t t fin - / t.Jrfr l \ d ••»«•••.••*» Ak \ Jc 1 vQP .© | On the train the past week I got to talking with a porter on the palace car Asphyxia. t I' Late that night as John was sitting out under a spreading oak smoking Lanvale sauntered down and opened up with: He Meets a Porter on the Train Who In- telligently Discusses Human Nature and the World's Fair-XStrange People Going "Is travel generally good for this season?" I asked. "Yes, we call it fair, sah, just fair." "World's fair?" said I, poking him in the ribs with my eight pound cane. "Not exactly," he said, with a look of pain. "We have some World's fair people, but not many. They didn't start at all till lately, and now some of them would make you sad to look at them. "They are a good many of them that before thewah was called white trash by ns colored people. They didn't call theirselves no way up to us. They was so outsiae tne piace, Decause- OKyiana you have to watch pretty close or you won't see it in time to stop, for it's only a little enlargement of the wagon road from Asheville to Hendersonville. But, great king! the minute the brakeman said 'Skyland' she jumped off the traiu and went down the 'bankment like the evil one beatin tanbark." to the Fair. ' " f/ . 1 p-h w "9o, my young- friend, you do not propose to fight?" [Copyright, 1893, by Edtfar W. Nye.] SrorrswooD Center, S. C., August. The new law regarding the sale of liquor, by which Governor Tillman assumes the duties of bartender, state comptroller of jags and purifier of cuspidors, has driven a great many town people to the country, where the laws are less 1 ■ N "I am not your young' friend, and I will fight at my own time, in my own way." Henry Gregory came up in time to hear this speech and Lanvale turned to him airily and said: CHAPTER IIL The boy, John Ilewson, was by no means handsome. A shock of Ifi. -T! 11 colored hair that stood up in a most defiant fashion, with a small, steely gray eye, gave him rather a fierce look. 11 is nose was nondescript, his mouth wide and fillod with regular but rather large teeth, and his Jaw was as square and resolute as Napoleon's. lie was not talkativo or communicative, but was active, alert, and his extreme quickness and hardihood pave promise of a powerful and resolute man. JOHN. CHAPTER L WATF ARERS. in a softer tone than he had yet used, "but I've footed it so far, and I reckon I can make it the rest of the way." "You see I have struck a spark of fire on this flint." : IIEERLESS December afternoon in the year 1857; a fine misting rain had been falling Bteadily all day, making all those who were compelled to be outdoors thoroughly chilled and uncomfortabl c. Toiling u p a long red hill in northwestern Louisiana in motley procession came first a heavy family carriage drawn by a pair of stanch coach At this point Janet, wbo had been awakened by the stoppage and who had come up behind her father, rushed into the fray. "Oh, John is just out of sorts. Let's go away and let him alone," said Henry. it* si "Not so fast," said Lanvale. "I must see more of this cold-blooded citizen who cares so little for his country that he would see it insulted without lifting a hand in its defense," "Why, papa, the poor boy is all wet through; of course he must go with us, and we will get Uncle Jim to make him a nice place in one of the wagons where he can be comfortable." HE IiUSlIED OX 1GKEG0P.Y. few fit- fisherman on the place, very taciturn, rarely speaking unless addressed by someone, always speaking briefly, clearly and to the point and with strict regard to the truth. He looked after the cattle; he was Mrs. Gregory's "old reliable" in every emergency. Janet ran to him constantly and imposed on bin* fearfully, which was accepted by him in the same steady way that everything else was. Aunt Fanny, the cook, in one of her frequent conversations with -fhicie Jim expressed the sentiments of the negroes: "At least | will lift one in my own," said John, and without any ado as he rose to his feet he launched out with his left fist, and calcting Lanvale under the jaw sent him flying like a, can: nonball several feet a inonicnt Lanvale was stunned; then he rushed towards John, but Henry Gregory, who had been thunderstruck by John's action, rushed in and restrained him. John did not move. Lanvale's face showed the passions of a devil, as he fairly hissed out; "Nothing but your blcxxl wipe out this insult" The boy's face softened still more, but he showed no sign of yielding. Uncle Jim did not take to him kindly at first, mentally classing him as "po' white trash," but the next morning he completely captured Uncle Jim's heart. The old man always prided himself on having- the best mules in the country, and was very proud of the is. As they were crossing a stream at a rathor uncertain sort of ford one of the drivers allowed his team to pet a little out of the right course, ami the mules struck a deep place and there was great peril of rnrtles and driver drowning. Uncle Jim, who was standing on the farther bank, fairly danced with rage and fear, but could do nothing practical. "Wa5 she killed?" The colonel had made rather unusual effort for him and was about to turn away, when an idea struck him and he turned again to the boy. "W'y, no; not exactly. She sort of frappayed her fiiull, the doctor said, and she was her head for a week or two and mos* died, and we ain't had no travel from Sandy Bottom since." "How about the men?" UE WAS 15 A RAGtSG FEVER. "Jawgy." "Where are you from?" iore had a single opportunity to give him even a dose of quinine. "But you have some hope, doctor?" queried the colonel, anxiously. That settled the coloneL "Well, they travel better'n what the women does. But on the sleepin cvars they seem sort of rattled. One of 'em 'tween here and'Cincinnati got a tin cup out of his basket and filled it with water Sum twt&wj.ni? on thfD nlatform. mos generanj po , sari, ami nau no rambly. They lived in the mountains and shot possums and made crooked whisky and wore yellow pants dyed with copperas and faded with perspiration, sah; yaas, sah, perspiration that they had started up chasin a possum or a revenue offlcah. sah." "Of course you will go with us. I like to see lads who have got their own way to make show independence, so, to make the thing square, I will hire you, and to-morrow we will agree on the terms." CHAPTER VL DESPA1H. "O, yes, while there's life there's hope, and he is a healthy youngster, temperate and prudent, but he is going to have a narrow squeak, a very nut* row squeak." Reaving the medicine with explicit directions how to give it, he rode away to other patientSj The long night through, tfie colonel sat by the bedside of the poor waif Struggling for life and reason, and H seemed to him as if in his delirium he repeated a mUlion times over: "Not as good as the dirt under her" feet, and J loved her." "1 declar, Uncle Jim, I never see de ekul of dat John boy; he des go "like a engine, one day he pull little nigger outen de ribber, next he ride twenty, forty mile and find stray boss; den he here fer mistis, den he yonder for marster, den away he g.D fer little mjstis. den when evybody go to sleep, flat boy settin' upreadin' his book; lie inner In a few minutes after the snake incident, J anet was as bright as usual, but John seemed east down and troubled. horses, whose drooping heads Janet noticed this and rallied him Qft it. "Why, John, you look as troubled as if the snake had bitten me." '"Perhaps," said John, and thereupon coolly walked off to his room and went to bed. and bedraggled look as they plodded wearily along showed the fatigue of steady travel. The driver's seat was occupied by a negro man about fifty years old, who rejoiced in the sonorous name of Anthony Bartholomew Gregory, abbreviated by common consent to "Uncle Tony." "Thanky. sir, I'll be glad to go along o' ye on them terms." John, who was standing by, throw off his heavy shoes and coat, put his pocket knife between his teeth, and was in the cold river in a moment, lie cut the traces of the drowning' muies, seized the frightened driver by the coat collar with one hand and a mule's tail with the other, and in a trice mules, driver and John were at the bank. "I am troubled at the careless way in which you expose yourself, and brogan boots are not always at hand for such [to be continued.] CHAPTER n. Col. Henry Gregory was the third of his name. His grandfather was a Virginia colonel in the revolutionary war who had emigrated after the war to lower middle Georgia and bought an estate on which he had lived many years, dying at a good old age and leaving his large possessions to his only son, the second Henry. THREE WONDERFUL B0Y3. AN ERA OF GOOD FEELING. 'pear to be tired nor mad." emerg noies." Precocious Children Whose Talent Ha* severely executed and where detectives are expected to watch a whole county apiece. To all of which Uncle Jim heartily assented and added; "Yas, an' he know more about farmin' now den master; he gwine tQ make de best farmer in dis country." "Well, you know it is very dull here, and a real live adventure is something to boast of." Startled the People of Berlin. "Do you mean that any of that class are on the way to the World's fair?" Old Tony was huddled up in a lump, with a heavy blanket on his knees, and well wrapped up in a thick old overcoat, with heavy gloves and black slouch hat. Nothing was visible of him but his flat nose and a pair of bright black eyes as yet und.mmed by age. While it was quite impossible for him to get wet .through, yet after the fashion of his tribe he was keeping up a steady monotone of grumbling all to himself. "Git op dar, Blucher, ! 'clar to goodness you is suttiniy de most laziest beast I ever seed;" with that he would flourish his whip as if he were going to cut the lazy Blucher into pieces, and would wind up by giving him a gentle tap that had not one-tentb the effect on Blucher that the insulting speech had. Then old Tony would break out again: We have had three wonderful boys In Berlin. The one best known to Americans in Josef Hoffmann. After having broken down his health in concertizing through America his parents brought him here to recuperate. That he Is fully restored the hqsta ctf admirers of that singularly wiu ning child wiil lDe glad to know. Now he is studying diligently and will, 1 hope, re turn to you before many years—not a child wonder, but an artist He has changed much since he left you. His childish face has become much more thoughtful, he is taller and wears long trousers. 1 attended a private concert, at which he played some of his own compositions. Already the governor has been required to use a cash register, and even his friends regard this as an indication that the state treasurer will have to sit up nights when business is good and watch the governor. "Oh, yes, we see 'em every little while, folks that has sort of braced up since the wah; folks, you know, that never had slaves. The wah give them a chance to start in square with the aristocracy so ' "Perhaps you think so, but others do not, and adventures of this kind do not leave behind very pleasant memories for most people, and then just think of the terrible consequences if anything should befall you." - Old .Tim had stood (n speechless wonder. Now, he found vent in words: CHAPTER VJJ. WAR CLOUDS. VC»ung Henry Gregory came home for his vacation, and was received with great eclat. He was a little older than John and rather disposed to be bumptious until he found John could out-ride, out-shoot, and out-fish hirn, whereat he bowed down at John's feet to learn tlie secret of such excellence. Henry Gregory, the second, served in the Creek war under Jackson, but with that brief exception his whole life was passed on his plantation, looking after his crops, managing his negroes and dispensing a liberal hospitality. He had two children, a son and a daughter, the daughter dying in her teens; the son. Henry the third, was appointed a cadet at West Point, graduated fairly well, served two years on the frontier, and then, while at home on furlough, becoming captivated by pretty Martha Ilollins, promptly resigned, married and settled down. This third Henry was a strong, handsome man, very generous and liberal, the soul of honor, inclined to be hasty in temper and totally lacking in those business qualities which had enabled his grandfather and father to accumulate the broad acres aad the two hundred slaves he had inherited. lie was an ease-loving man, who was happiest when his spacious mansion was well filled with his friends, very proud in his way and with strong prejudices, altogether a type of the very best planters of the old regime. "Rress my soul, de Lord be praised, I sholy thought Mars; Henry 'bout to lose he two best creeters. You wuthless nigger, you ought to git drownded, you alius git-tin in trubble and ain't wuff yo salu" John was ill for several weeks, bnt a good constitution and careful nursing brought him around all right. When he was oonvalescent Janet came into his room ono day and endeavored to apologize, as by this time she was heartily ashamed of herself, but John quietly refused to thresh over any old straw. He told her that it would be best to let matters rest as they were; he bore her no ill will, and was as ready as ever to serve her, but he thought it would be wise to let the past be buried. The girl was awed by his firmness and vexed at his seeming insensibility, but she did not know the bitter struggle it cost the young man to seem so strong. He was quite J11 again for a day or two after this visit, but then Bteadily Improved and surprised them all by walking into the sitting-room one afternoon, looking very gaunt and pale, but quite ruaolute. fur as money goes, and they're ahead now, some of 'em, in a money way. They begun to work and bustle and dress better, and. by doggy, now you'd be surprised to see 'em break loose and ride on the cars. Ten cases of apollinaris were received here yesterday, and it was noticed that when opened they did not pop. There has been an eya of good feeling ever since. Northern and southern guests have shaken hands and even hugged each other in some instances while talking over the late war. "I rather imagine the terrible conse? queuees would be confined to me," airily responded Janet- John looked very grave as he answered: While Jim was »elieving his feelings, the boy found a piece of rope, swam baek to the partiallj' submerged wagon, fastened one end of the rope to the tongue and passed the other around a tree on the bank. "You are cruelly unjust in making that speech. You very well know that you are the idol of the whole place, and that harm to you would be as a dagger planted in every one of our hearts, and such talk is both unkind and unjust." "Some of 'em don't know the wah is ovah, sah. Some is knittin socks for the soldiers yet." CHAPTER V. .] A S ET. He came out quietly and bowed to the rather small audience before taking his seat at the piano. He was greeted with no applause, and 1 fancied i discovered a sus picion of a smile around the corners of hi* mouth as he glanced calmly over the heads of that assemblage that had greeted him so coldly, with his American triumphs still fresh in his memory, but it was only a sus picion—then he began playing. When he finished his sonata and rose from the piano the audieuce fairly rose with him. He played again an Impromptu (also his own) which showed the remarkable talent the boy undoubtedly has. Noue is quicker to recognize talent than are these very Ber liners, but they area mercilessly cold'audi euce toward a stranger. He may appeal before tlieiu with ever so winning a bow and they remain absolutely calm until they see what he can da Then, if they thiuk him deserving, their enthusiasm is bound less. Soon after the removal to Texas, Col. Gregory procured the services of Miss Betsy Small wood, a sort of fifth cousin, an elderly lady possessed of certain old fashioned accomplishments and no means, to superintend Jauet's education. The only injunction given Miss Betsy was to "keep an eye on Janet," which she had fulfilled w ith the utmost honesty, and had been met with the "lex taionlis" by being kept most rigidly under the young lady's thumb. The peace had been fairly well kept between them, and Janet had acquired the most of Mi.ss Betsy's moderate stock of accomplishments, together with sundry others that would have made the worthy woman's hair stand on end, hail it not been that she wore a wig. Some said they were glad of it. One South Carolinian said it turned out just as he knew it would from the start. "Oh, no," said a man from Massachusetts, trying to sit on the mantelpiece, "the north could have been whipped 40 times in so many weeks if the south had read the papers, and I am sorry it was not done, for we never had such fun before the war as we are having now." "We were wrong from the start," said the southern man. "We should have taken the niggers back to where we got them and paid Africa fSO per month for their time. I saw that all the while. Then there would have been an era of good feeling. I like an era of good feeling, don't you?" "Are they afraid of the carh?" Uncle Jim, now waking up to a sense of the situation, went to . work manfully, and in a few minutes they had succeeded in getting the wagon to bank with no more serious damage than a good wetting of the contents. "Oh, yes; lota of 'em was never on bode a cyar, sah. One woman comes to me Thursday and says, 'Look heah, boy, I want you to look out fer me; I never was on this plaguy thing befo".' She was wild as a hawk and mos' jumped out the window two times, but I ketched her. She rode on the woodbox most of the way. Puferred it sort of. One of 'em put her trunk on the engine the other day. She didn't know about the check system. She was like a hyena, and her husband threatened to kill the engineer for throwing her trunk off his machine. She dodged every time we passed a telegraph pole." "John Uewson, you have turned into a regular scold; but that is the way witbi some people. Let them do yon a little service, and, biff! they feel entitled to lecture yon forever and a day afterwards." This was said in a very petulant tone. John had been standing quietly, during this skirmishing, but now he faced around with flashing eye and compressed lips, with his whole soul aroused. "That is not true, Janet Gregory, and you know it. Have I mentioned any service that I ever did you? Have I not been at your beck and call for years? Have 1 ever asked anything in return? I love you better than my own life. 1 have studied hard to get knowledge that I might get nearer to you. j have toiled to get money that I might get nearer to you; tho one thought in my mind, the one affection of my heart, has been you. 1 could humble myself in the dust for your love, for even a slight return of my unbounded love, and because I show a little anxiety about your personal safety you turn on me with petulance and sarcastic speech." "You 'Poleon, if dey is a wus ereeter on dis yearth dan Blucher, you is dat ereeter," whereat Napoleon would prick up his ears and for a few moments step out briskly, only to relapse into the weary plodding gait that seemed to vex Todv so greatly. After a few moments old Tony recommenced: "Well, ob all de foolish«st things I ever heerd on, dis yer notion of master's is de wust. Jes think ob one ob de fust men in Jawgy breakin' •up all in a minit and draggin' hisself and Miss Martha and little missey, and me and po' ole Uncle Jeames and all de rest ob 'em way off to Texas, whar de Injuns '11 have all we all's skelps in no time. Git up dar, Blucher." CoL Gregory was several hundred yards in advance, but Janet, putting her head out, saw that something was wrong, and raised an outcry, whereat her father looked out and, seeing that something was really wrong, had the carriage driven back. When they (rot to the ford, the wagon was being drawn upon solid ground, and John was standing by dripping wet, with his eyes glistening from the excite nent and exertion, but his teeth chatte -ing He had quite an ovation that night at supper time, and everyone seemed so pleased to see him about again that he was, in spite of himself, led to believe that life had not ended. "How do the men act?" This third Henry had also two children, a son and daughter. Henry, the fourth, as he waa commonly called, was -at the time our story opens a student at the Virginia military institugbe, find the daughter Janet has already been mentioned.Janet had grown up into a handsome, spirited young woman who could ride like a cowboy and Gsh like Izaak Walton Bho was very much spoiled, but generous to a fault, proud to the utmost degree, but kindly, aud was entirely beloved by all. The prominent position of the family had brought them into acquaintance with all the leading families for a hundred miles around, aud Janet had many admirers, but she remained entirely untouched in heart. By the certain intuition of woman she knew that John absolutely worshiped her. but. this amused, rather than touched her. John was like a young hickory sapling, tall, wiry, enduring—not given to much speech, a great student, having absorbed the contents of the wellstocked lDook cases that were the colonel's chiefest delight. He was anything but handsome, being freckled of face, rather awkward in manner, wearing continually heavy boots, wide wool hat and ill-flttinj home-made clotliing, It was the fateful year 186a Political feeling was running very high, and even CoL Gregory had been drawn into the vortex of excitement. The colonel was a strong union man, but fully imbued with the idea that he owed his first allegiance to his state, and though he deprecated withdrawal from the union, yet he felt that if the crisis cameD he must stand by his state. "Yes," said the Massachusetts man, "and we might have had it 40 years ago if I could have had my way. My theory was for the abolitionists to buy out the slaves and take them north, where we would treat them so well that they would gradually die off of gout. But, no; nothing would do but fight, fight, fight. I hate to fight, and I hate to see people fight just because the politicians need the excitement. Don't you? You fought because the brass mounted orators with alligator lungs told you there was a principle involved, and so did we, when in fact there wasn't a blamed principle in the whole business. It was just suffer and die and make the papers spicy for four years and then take all the next 50 years to pay for it." "Well, some lays low and watches the other men till they find out; but you ought to be a porter a year or so to see things. Captain Chase, the conductor, he'll tell you I ain't lyin about these folks. One woman got on at Sandy Bottom, and we called 'Skyland' a mile or Then he wiped his face and hands with his bandanner and came back in the car and looked proud. Mostly they wear sort of red whiskers faded to a clay bank and chew tobacco, aiming to spit out the winder, but if the glass is fairly clear they 'caaianally forgit it's there. "Papers sometimes pokes fun at the northern farmer, but they wouldn't if they could see a poor whits that had become prosperous." "What stock do they come from?' "I couldn't say, sail. Mostly they don't feel right sure theirselves. I guess. I see one of 'em at a hotel in Charlotte eat a whole watermelon and then soup afterward and wipe his whiskers on a camel's hair shawl that belonged to one of the loveliest women in North Carolina. The facts came out with strong commendation from Uncle Jim "fur de way dat boy tuk holt." Another "boy wonder" Is the frank, fall faced little Itaoul Kuulkowzki, a Polisl boy of 0 years. He in court pianist to the czar of Russia, and his little coat is covered with orders and medals. He also has a de cided talent for composition, and with such marked national characteristics as to recall to us the early compositions of Chopin. At the close of one of his concerts here last winter all of the women pushed aud strug gled to the front in order to kiss him. (Did you ever notice with what aest women kis»- wonderful children?) He stood there grace fully receiving it all. Finally one little woman finding it impossible to reach him threw him a ro3e. That inspired another to throw him her breastpin. He took the rose and smilingly kissed it, and picking up the breastpin with a polite bow passed it back to its owner. Inside the carriage CoL Henry Gregory, his wife, Mrs. Martha, and their little daughter, Janet, a bright little miss of thirteen, were all making themselves as comfortable as the weariness begotten of a long journey would allow. The colonel lay back with a worried look on his kindly face; Mrs. Gregory, a pleasant and rather handsome lady of early middle age, leaned back in her corner with an expression of face which seemed to say that she was resigned to any fate. Janet, after exhausting her parents with the usual numberless inquiries about the country, and the people, and the streams, and the thousand other things that children find to ask questions about, had fallen Into a light slumber. The Gregorys naturally felt very kindly towards f he lad for his courage in saving their property, ana were aisposed to make much of it, but the lad took it very coolly. About a year before our story opens, the colonel being one day in conversation with his head man. Uncle Jim, was informed by that worthy that, owing to the deterioration ot the lands, and the great increase in the working force on the place, farming was po longer a paying business. The colonel had himself, in a hazy sort of way, had an idea that his financial affairs were not flourishing, and Uncle Jim seemed so much disturbed over the state of affairs on the plantation that he concluded to go down to Savannah and see his factor. It required some persuasion to induce him to do anything, but finally he got his bundle out of the wagon, retired into the timber, wrung the water out of his wet trousers, put on dry underclothing,'and was apparently none the worse for his adventure. CoL Gregory wanted him to take a little dram, but this he resolutely refused. Henry was an ardent politician, and was away much of his time, at the courthouse and elsewhere, gathering information and expressing his views with fiery zeal. During the delivery of this speech, Janet's face was a curious study; for a moment she seemed startled and even frightened at John's unwonted vehemence, but the uext moment she was up in arms. Pride, resentment, vexation, amusement, scorn, all followed in rapid succession; by the time John was done speaking, the spoiled beauty was ready. A general feeling of unrest was abroad and thoughtful men viewed the situation with alarm and felt that republican Institutions were about to be put to a test that would strain them to the uttermost. While Uncle Jim became a great admirer of John's, us he expressed it, speaking to Tony: "Uat jonn ooy nea strength and head jes Uko a ruau, an' wuz 'bout do peartest boy he knowed, 'ceptin' he wer sorter mulish like." "That's my idea. You see how few eras of good feeling we have had in the last 35 years! Well, my idea would be to have one every night. No north, no south, no east, no west; just have eras of good feeling on Thursdays and Fridays anyhow, and ofteuer if possible. Who was benefited by the war? Why, nobody but people who escaped the draft and spoke pieces at home. I'm a man 58 years old, and I can safely say that, though I was a soldier and slept in my clothes as long as they lasted and ate field corn most of the time, there was not a moment when I would not have gladly gone to some quiet place with a northern man like you and opened an era of good feeling with him." "Who gave you any right to set yourself up as my lover? You forget yourself, when you talk about love in connectiou with a daughter of CoL Henry Gregory. Ygu, a nobody that he picked up tramping along the road, and because you have been admitted to privileges beyond your station, you 40 like all these common people, imagine yourself equal to your betters." The other little boy is a Belgian—Jean Gerardy. He is 10 years old and plays the cello like a man. Whether or not he com poses I do not know, but he is an artist He made his debut here at one of Hans Rlchter's philharmonic concerts and charm ed me. I was speaking to our never to be forgotten cellist, Adolf Hartdegan, recently about little Jean. "Yes," he said, "1 was asked to hear him, and 1 was so tired, oh I so tired of these child wonders, that 1 looked forward to a stupid morning, but 1 was amazed. 1 was delighted. He is an artist."—Berlin Cor. Louisville Courier JournaL He was received by his factor, a bland man, with tha usual factorial conscience, with much urbanity, because had ho not in twenty years made a handsome fortune out of CoL Gregory, and there was not one of his clients more careless about settlements. The colonel plunged at once into business. CHAPTER VHI. FATE. Following the carriage came a half dozen of covered emigrant wagons laden with household goods and about In two weeks they were on Trinity river, and as they all liked the appearance of the country, negotiations were put afoot for the purchase of land which resulted in the Gregorys becoming the owners of sttverai thousand acres of choice lands. Pop day In the early fall, Henry oame home accompanied by a young man, apparently twenty-flve years old, who had fascinated him by a fiery speech at a political gathering. He was a tall, dark, handsome fellow, with something of the corsair in his appearance, Richard Lanvale by name, a graduate of West Point. After serving four years On the frontier he had thrown up his commission, and a few months prior to tJiia time had settled in a neighboring county and opened an office for the practice of law. He was a rabid secessionist, eager for excitement, a fluent speaker, ready to drink or play at all hours,of ready wit and utterly withput fear. These qualities at that time,- iu that community, had speedily brought him into prominence, and he was already recognized as the leader of the younger fire-eating element 'Td like to see some of these chaps when they strike Chicago and the wicked confidence man gets hold of 'em. I can sort o' fancy that towheaded man over there, 6 feet 8 in his bare feet, totin a 3-year-old child full of lemonade all over the grounds and tryin to make change for a $100 bill with a cultivated gent from Cat alley, New York city." The fair will call out stranger people from the mountain country of east Tennessee and western North Carolina than Dahomey or the wilds of Dewdad can furnish forth. "Hartley, how do I stand financially?" % "Well, colonel, do you know that I was just thinking a day or two since that I had better speak to you. I am really afraid that your affairs need looking into closely." With the first cutting sentence the young man's head dropped, and, at the closing words, without a word or look, he turned and walked wearily away. As Janet looked after bis retreating figure, a vivid impression came to her that she had cruelly hurt a strong man, and many a time in after life did her mental vision recall the picture; but she was not ready to repent yet, though she knew in her heart that she had said more than she intended. CHAPTEK IV.- ON TUB TRINITY ttrVER. h The Gregorys settled down to the new life with great cheerfulness. About six miles distant was the little county town, with its weekly mail, a small but very fierce weekly paper, three stores, a drinking saloon, gambling hell and about fifty residences. There was of course the usual complement of mechanics, and a cotton gin and gTist mill. In the vernacular of the country Lawsonvillo was a "right sharp" town. "Will you make me up a statement to-day?" An Old Miner Outwitted by Ills Sod. 1L An old miser who was blind lived with a bulf witted son near the seashore. To gether they managed to do a little work, which supported them. But everybody knew the old man had a "bag of money' stowed away on which he could have lived without work if he wished. Now, as a matter of fact, the wily factor had for several days had that identical statement in his desk, and had been studying it daily, with a view to deciding whether the colonel had arrived at that point in the process of being piucked where one's friendsdiscover that their necessities have become so great that it is absolutely necessary to have immediate settlements. Mr. Hartley was a shrewd man, but he made a mistake at this point. The colonel's visit and questions led him to believe that he must have discovered himself to be in a desperate case and had come for further advances, so he answered: "Well, now, colonel, to tell you the truth, I am pretty hard pressed just now, and I have already had your statement made up with a view to asking you to make me a liberal paymeut." "That's it exactly. The war is over, and who's got the nigger? You have. He entitles you to a whole lot of congressmen and lets you pick out the congressmen. How much are we ahead on the war? W e have 39 middle aged single women to one man where we ought to have homes and taxpayers. You've got the niggers to feed, clothe and execute, and we have most of our best men buried in your cotton fields. That's the result of the war. Who brought on the war? Show me the tt*n, and Til show you a man who did ;iot enlist. He remained at home and cussed because the papers in their lists of dead did not print the names of his wife's relatives correctly. Here's to Tillman. In this pure element we pledge fidelity to our era of good feeling. I'll bet a dollar Tillman brought on the war, if we could get at the facts." Janet was not of cruel disposition, only foolishly proud- She rode home, and straightway told the whole story to her mother, who was very much troubled about it, as she had a sincere regard for the young man, and did not pare to have his feelings wounded even though she might not care to have him as a son-in-law. As John did not appear at the supper table, and no one knew anything about him, the colonel sent one of the servants to his room, who reported him absent Whereat, the colonel, supposing him belated somewhere in ranging after stock, was going ahead contentedly with his 6upper when happening to look up he noticed the troubled look on his wife's face, and her glance of reproach at Janet. Ue at once divined that something was wrong, but, prudent man that he was, waited until supper was over, when calling his wife into his den he gave her a seat, took one himself, and said, resignedly: What to do with this bag of money trou bled the old man greatly. He was growing feeble and felt he had not long to live. He resolved to take the bag out and drop it into the sea, where no one but the fishes would ever have a chance to benefit by it But the son had sense enough to suspect what the old man was trying to do and de termined to outwit him. Beat Studies For Backward Children. There is many a mother who feels disturbed and anxious because her child either exhibits small interejt in school, or else is unable to shine among the other children there, or perhaps even to keep pace with them. She is haunted by a horrid specter of dunceship and backwardness and of her darling outstripped and left behind in ali the other struggles of life as'well. It was a great loafing resort, and on Saturdays hundreds of horses would be tied up .to the racks and fences, and the owners of said horses would be busily engaged whittling sticks, chewing tobacco, drinking whisky, gambling and talking politics. Of course, not all of them doing these things, but some of them at each of these engaging pursuits. John came in a few minutes after the young man, and was duly introduced. As be shook hands with him John felt in every fiber of his body a sense of repulsion that he had never before experienced, and, to judge from the expression of Eanvale'a face, the feeling was reciprocal. "WELX, WHAT O'YK WAST?" JOHN LANDED ON THE SNAKE. fifty slaves of all ages, and following these again a couple of milch cows of extra breed were being prodded along by two black urchins riding a pair of Stout mules. but for all this ho was tho universal far vorite, and had rsen to be tho colonel's right hand man. Under his vigilant eye and sound judgment the plantation was getting in fine condition and making money. Even Uncle Jim had not become jealous of him, and was his most devoted friend. A conversation between Old Tony and Uncle Jim in one of their confidential caucuses will throw some light on the situation at the time. The old man, with the money hidden un der his coat, asked the son to row him out to sea. So they started, but the son took care to keep only in the shallow water by the shore. But do not let her be too soon discouraged. If her child has no aptitude for learning exactly what the others are learning, perhaps there is an aptitude for something else qnite different and apart and of Just as much value. Let her scrutinize and discover and help the child along accordingly in the ways where nature directs. Our system of graded schools is indeed lifting all children to a broad table land of general Information, but however excellent its mental discipline it allows no space for individual growth in individual ways. Every child is being run in the same mold. There it no place for idiosyncrasy or for development upon original lines, and there is an ever present danger of crystallization or becoming fixed at a given point or ceasing all development. Col. Gregory when in Georgia had not mingled much with the mixed multitudes who congregate in small country towns, but in time a lack of company and a social disposition led him towards Lawsonville quite frequently, until finally it came to be a pretty regular thing for him to ride over Saturday and spend half the day, at least. His kindly ways made him many friends, and the promptness with which he knocked down a bully who was disposed to be offensive won him the respect of these people, who worshiped personal courage. His great stroke was made one day when a noted bully had attacked a smaller and weaker man; a crowd was standing around, but afraid to interfere where such a desperado was concerned. Gregory came up just as the smaller man was beginning to be severely punished, and without stopping to think rushed in and separated them. The desperado. Hill Nuckolls, had one or two drinks of vile whisky, which, with the conflict just interrupted, had fired him to the pitch of murder. With an oath he drew an ugly-looking bovvie knife and rushed on Gregory, who had no weapon except a stout cane in his hand, lie had, however, lost none of the strength and vigor of his youth, when he had been the athlete of his r Dgiment. So he held his ground until Nuckolls was fairly within reach, when with a dexterous thrust he brought his stout hickory clown upon Nuckolls' right wrist with such force as to shatter the bone and send the knifu flying many feet. When Janet came into the room and met the newcomer John knew in a moment the depth of his trouble and the cause of his aversion. Uere was the most distinguished-looking man of his acquaintance brought in contact with the woman he loved, and, by a certain keen insight which the young man possessed, he knew that there was trouble ahead. .On the top of the long hill the caravan bad been climbing for the last few minute.'' stood a widespreading live oak, and as the carriage approached ths crest old Tony's bright eyes spied something tincier the tree that aroused his curiosity A«ld instantly halted the carriage. CoL Gregory put his head out and rather impatiently said: "Are we far out nowf" asked the old man. "Oh, yes, father," answered the boy ■'Sure there's water far about ua." So the old, blind miser, with a sly smile, dropped his bag of money overboard, and the sou reaching out his hand had nothing to do but to lift it out of the shallow water and carry it home under his own coat. And this old miser died peacefully in his bed. conteut that his artful scheme had been such a success.—Harper's Bazar. This was the first time in his life anybody had intimated to llenry Gregory that they wanted him to pay them money that was due and it had a very peculiar effect on hinj. Though not a business man he was not a fool, and by a sort of quick intuition he grasped the whole situation in a moment. He Uncle Jim was sitting in front of his cabin smoking his evening pipe, when Tony came ambling along. "Ebenin, I5rcr Jo ems." Lanvale had no backwardness aboi him, and showed very plainly hia au n.iration for Miss Gregory, while the yountr lady was evidently flattered by t's marked attention. "What are you stopping for, Tony? Anything wrong?" "Dunno, marster; 'pears likedey is a dead pusson under dat tree.'f turned ren, tnen no turned paie anu seemed about to break out, but by a "Ebenin, Brer Tony; hab a cheer." Couldn't Trust the Boy. Tony takes a seat, pulls out, tills, lights his pipe and smokes meditatively awhile—and commences: "Let us hear it all, wife. I see there is trouble and I suppose, as usual, a woman is at the bottom of it." Mrs. Gregory, without comftienting on the slur at her sex, recited the whole story. Gregory, though a proud man, was also a just one, and he was quivering with indignation when his wife finished her account. "Saved her life, to be insulted like a dog, and calls herself my daughter! Where is the jade?" A Lewiston man with the colic went Into a down town drug store Wednesday, where he had been accustomed to do business with the proprietor. A new clerk confronted him. "Where's Mr. B ?' said he to the clerk. "He's out Anything I can do?" The gentlema # hesitated and looked at the clerk, He was an immature youth with a self cou fident look about him. If the gentleman were not generous and considerate he might term him "fresh." "Well," 6aid the Lewiston gentleman, "I don't know. Do you know anything about the busi ness? You see I've been accustomed to deal with Mr. B . Fact is, I'm not feeling well. I have a return of a cholera attack. Mr. B usually gives me some hot drops. Do you know anything about it?" The youth looked at his first patient as though ho had been ia the business fifty years and had killed a reg iment of patients. "Oh, yes. Let's see. You've got a kind of cholera infantum, ain't yer, Way down low in yer stomach?" The Lewiston man looked at the youth as he handled the bottles, and he said: "Yon needn't mind, young man. You've located the pain all right, but I'm too old to be treated for that disease by a young man who is liable to be curled vp with it at any moment," The clirrk doesn't know now what the customer meant.—Lewiston Journal. The colonel instantly threw op€Ti the door, jumped out in the road and approached the form under the tree. As he came near he found it to be a boy, apparently fourteen or fifteen years of age, clad in the walnut-colored, woolly, homemade jeansof the southern mountaineers, lying asleep with a bundle under his head. There was certaiuly pretty good pluck in a boy who could sleep under such circumstances. At the supper table the conversation naturally turned' on the one absorbing topic of interest, and Lanvale who, as usual, took the lead, wanted to know what the colonel thought Texas would do in the event of Lincoln's election. The colonel said he very much feared secession would follow. If her child has a rooted dislike for a certain thing or a positive inability in the direction of another, the mother would be wiser to make an effort to have those studies set aside and to let him give himself to those which he does like, and where, If he oannot possibly distinguish himself, he can at any rate expand what power he has. Surely if his strength and time are dissipated on those studies concerning which he is hopeless there is uo strength or time left for those where he might do much.—Harriet Prescott Spofford iu Chicago News. "Look a heah, Brer Jeems, whar dis thinif gwine ter eend?" "What thing, Brer Tony?" "Bout young missy and dat John boy." "I d'know whut yer mean." "Wy, Brer Jeens, yer know dat boy he des wushup little missy." "Don' mount ter nutlun, Brer Tony, yer see she ain't fer sech persons as him, not dat." "Why, don't you hope so?" "No, I do not Tvant to see the unioi dissolve and a bloody war precipitated." "No, colonel," said Mrs. Gregory, quietly but firmly, "you must not see Janet to-night. You are aroused and she is already repenting; she has gone to her roorii very much ashamed, and you can do more good by hunting up John and helping him." The colonel went up to the boy, touched him with his foot, and the boy sprang to his feet with such suddenness as to startle his visitor. "Well, that is just what I wish to see, but there will be no such luck; the Yankees won't fight, and, even if they would, we can whip them ten to one." "I hasn't anything agin do boy, he berry good boy, he do best farmer in dis country, he got old head on top dat kDng body, but arter all he nuthin but po white trash. 1 misdoubt ef he know -who liis grandfadder wuz, and, in cose, mars ter, aldo he so good natured, not gwine to let his darter marry wid no po white trash." "Well, what d'ye want?" came in qmcK, abrupt speecn rrom the hoy. "What are you doing here?" asked the coloneL "Just what I think, too,"cried Henry. "Yes, Tillman would bring on a war ff he could get it out of the freight office when it arrived, but he couldn't. He is the "kind of man to bring on a war and let some other man fight it. If we could have got fanatics like him into Vicksburg and blown them up and put quicklime on the place, we'd have been 50 years ahead of what we are now. There ought to be a fanatic pruner in the cabinet with nothing to do but go around over the United States and fertilize the country with fanatics. THE CAR PORTER REPLIES. A New Method. John had been silent, but Lanvale was determined he should not escape, so he turned to him and asked, quit* significantly: At a popular watering place a company of visitors stood at the door of a chamber which was entirely filled with crutches left by former patients who were supposed to have been cured. The colonel was much distressed. He had never before known how much he had become attached to the quiet lad, but it came to him now with full force, as ho said to his wife: "Wife, we have been very foolish to let our children grow up with such ideas. That boy Is one of God's noblemen, and if Janet had loved him I would have gladly received him as a son indeed; but it "Sleeping." "Is this the best place you can find?" "Yes." "What does our silent friend think?" "I agree with CoL Gregory," said Lady—For what purpose are all these crutches kept here, doctor? "What is your name?" "John." "Dat may be so, but-1 hern de folks say dat de boy done save up nuf money to buy him good farm." fohn. "That is half the cure, madam, for the sight of these abandoned crutches inspires our patients with hopes of recovery."—Humoristische Blatter. "John what?" "John Hewson." "How old are you?" BAIiTLEY, HOW DO 1 STAND? "You do not want to fight, then?" with a scarcely perceptible sneer. "I certainly do not." strong1 effort of the will he controlled himself and said, quietly: "Let me have the statement." The colonel walked away with gTcat coolness and the defeated bully sat down and bellowed with rape and pain. From that day forward Gregory was the strongest man in the county. "Mebbe so, mebbe so, lirer Tony. I am onbeknownst as to dat, but den you see, he not got dq breed, and Marster's terrible man bout blood and all dat, not but whut she won't do jist as well to marry him as to take some of dem sprocious younsters dat come gallavantin roun heah all de time, and ain't got nuf inarners to say: 'Uncle Jim, please do dis or dat,'but jist bawl out: *01e man, hump yersef,' and me not so berry ole man neider." "Do you think we could whip the Yankees?" "I do not." "Where are you going?" "Fifteen." grieves me sorely to think of that lad's brave, true heart being trampled ia the dust." "Texas." It was handed to him and without further conversation he went to his hoteL Getting to his room, he opened up the statement and looked at a great mass of figures which were as Greek to him except as to the conclusion, where appeared a line in red ink: "Halance due Hartley & Co., #159,234.20." The colonel had never fainted in his life, but he felt very much like it at this moment, and he sat down feeling very sick. "War is only a good thing for sutlers and bad women. A stranger put up at a hotel in the Chaussee d'Antin (and please note the fact that it was 7 o'clock in the evening). Stranger—Waiter, what do you charge for lunch at this establishment? Waiter—Four francs, sir. "And your dinner?" "Six francs." A Choice of Heals. "What for?" "To get a livin'." "Know anybody there?" "No." On the plantation a big, roomy log house had been built, and with the aid of the furnishings from the old Georgia home had been made quite comfortable. The negro quarters had all been put in good shape, and Uncle Jim with his sturdy laborers had deadened the timber and planted a hundred acres the first year, and was widening his borders at a great rate. The lands were very fertile, and Uncle Jim was in great spirits over the abundant crops. Mrs. Gregory, who had that day discovered what a hold the quiet, cheerful young man had on her, could hold up no longer, and went to her room in tears, while the colonel put on his hat, called a favorite dog 'and went out to look for John, whose room was still vacuni, out wnose horse ne ascertained was in the stable lot. He started around the lawn fence and about half way around the circuit, under a widespreading live oak,Which was a favorite resort, the dog discovered the young man. Ho was stretched out on the damp grass, tossing restlessly, occasionally moan- "Beeause they have got the numbers and the resources; it might be a long and bloody struggle, but numbers and resources would finally prevail." "And pray why?" "I say, dog on the war." "That's it. Dog on the war. Each town has got a nice soldiers' monument with the terrible cost mark on it. That's all. God save us from another! "Where are your people?** "I am surprised that with your views you should remain in the south." "Dead," and for the fir.st time the boy's lip quivered and his voice seemed to lose for a moment the defiant ring which had run through his answers. The Itlght Man. Merchant—Have you had any experience in chinaware? "I presume that one can remain in the south and yet retain his honest convictions.""War makes an advance on mourning goods, that's all. Having smoked out his pipe Tony departed, leaving Jim to his ruminations, who, chuckling to himself, soliloquized thus: Applicant—Years of it, sir. Merchant—What do you do when you break a valuable piece? "Then let me have some lunch, please." —Nain Jaune. "WeU.lad, it is a hard journey on foot, and we are going that way and have plenty of room, so if you will, you can jump in one of the wagons and go with us." "Oh, then the rest of us are not honest.""Let advanced thinkers like Tillman and naked savages in a light uniform of coooanut oil have wars and fight in them. I'm for peace and an era of good feeling with soda on the side." Henry Gregory had never before known financial worry, but after the first shock he had faced it like a man. He went home and took counsel of his wife, tho result of which was the conclusion Sfce Wanted Some of Them. " I 'clar ter my soul, I belieb dat boy jist like dem birds whar dey say hides dar heads and thinks dey is all hid; ho 1 iist tro "lontr, and fool hisself thiukin "I did not say anything like that." Applicant—Well—er—I usually set it together agaiu and put it where some customer will knock it over. Merchant—You'll do.—Tit-Bits. Husband—I saw some nice trout in thei market this morning. Wife—Did you? Well, I wish you'd' go fishing this afternoon.—Truth. The boy, John Hewson, had dropped into a curious position about the place. A little room had been added to the "I have always noticed," said Lanvale, "that your peaceable men have a Strong lot of reasons on their side; as "I'm obliged to you." replied the lad, This meeting was one long to be remembered, and following as it did the
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Title | Pittston Gazette |
Masthead | Pittston Gazette, Volume 43 Number 51, August 25, 1893 |
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Title | Pittston Gazette |
Masthead | Pittston Gazette, Volume 43 Number 51, August 25, 1893 |
Volume | 43 |
Issue | 51 |
Subject | Pittston Gazette newspaper |
Description | The collection contains the archive of the Pittston Gazette, a northeastern Pennsylvania newspaper published from 1850 through 1965. This archive spans 1850-1907 and is significant to genealogists and historians focused on northeastern Pennsylvania. |
Publisher | Pittston Gazette |
Physical Description | microfilm |
Date | 1893-08-25 |
Location Covered | United States; Pennsylvania; Luzerne County; Pittston |
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Full Text | I'lTTSTON, IXZKUNK CO., l'A., FRIDAY, AUGUST 25, lsCD;{. KSTAltl-ISIIKl) 1850. I VOL. \ Kill. NO. 51. 1 Oldest Newspaper in the Wyoming VD Hey. A Weekly Local and Family Journal $1.50 l'KIC ANNUM IN ADVANCE that it would consume his entire p: ou. o, as ;i f iici i.'ll plu»'« f-'f » lis lie had fitted «p very o„-c . as the best ridel", best hunter and bcoi n:jv.*s, and evybodyon do plurn-1 see flat he heels pfaer head in little missy. J*o Jboy, lots o' lnf?. u-nd when tho colonel placed his baud gently on his head, and felt his pulse, he discovered that he was in s ru5png fever, lie aroused the place put carefully to bed, sent in ho haste after the doctor, and sat by hii bedside until the doctor came, whC after careful diagnosis shook his heat and said, sadly: "Bad case, colonel, bat case, great shock, brain fever." ThC rood doctor was also rather attached tC he young man, though he bad not b«s it *7"*" «•» for rnc, i prefer to strike tirst ana argue afterwards." JB §DMftW. erty to pay his debts. Fortunately Mrs. Gregory had a good property which was not in any way encumbered. They found a purchaser for everything1 except some lifty slaves, which they reserved, and enough live stock to haul them to Texas; surprised the Savannah factor by paying him off in full, settled up everything and found themselves with fifty slaves and twenty-five thousand dollars in cash ready for a new start in a new country, and at the time this story opens had been on tlio road some six weeks. lUffl.V NYE OX TJIE NEW ERA meeting between Mrs. Grant ami Mrs. Davis will, I am sure, do ninth to fraternize the two sections and bring many southern capitalists north to live. 1 o' him." Col. Gregory had been listening1 attentively to the colloquy between the young men, and seeing the trend of the conversation gave the signal for withdrawing to the parlor by rising from the table. ys after this memorable con. Johd was in a distant field .ing some clearing up of new ' when Janet in onfe of her fre. - came to the edgo of the Mid, as the fallen tr§es were ;i to ride fretly, she got C3own, 1: r horse and gtarted across Jo John was standing on A Uuge log 'tiiins. lie did not see her .in-,' and she had approached within ;,y i\- t of hirn when hearing a peD!lDiiant, defiant sound she . .Iced down, and found herself within wo feet of a large rattlesnake who was giving out his warning and preparing •j strike. The girl vvas brave, but the . r w::s «■•D aUuMiiiny and sudden was for the moment stupefied, i !C (D?.C• had heard the'snake's and looking around he took in atioa-at a glance. In the next ■ it looked as if he was posD c: aid of seven-!yttgUP boots. Almost bofore Janet had realized what was happining, John had landed on the snakD» and ground it into the earth, and, as it possessed with a frenzy, he continued to scamp upon the reptile until it was ground out of life and shape. The girl staggered as if she would faint, but was caught and upheld by the young man, and in the next moment her high spirit came to rescue and she was hfcr natural selL ONE OF GOOD FEELING, TAKEN OFTEN, IS EARNESTLY ADVOCATED. -^4 Fr Mi%) / 7iT 1Mfft t t fin - / t.Jrfr l \ d ••»«•••.••*» Ak \ Jc 1 vQP .© | On the train the past week I got to talking with a porter on the palace car Asphyxia. t I' Late that night as John was sitting out under a spreading oak smoking Lanvale sauntered down and opened up with: He Meets a Porter on the Train Who In- telligently Discusses Human Nature and the World's Fair-XStrange People Going "Is travel generally good for this season?" I asked. "Yes, we call it fair, sah, just fair." "World's fair?" said I, poking him in the ribs with my eight pound cane. "Not exactly," he said, with a look of pain. "We have some World's fair people, but not many. They didn't start at all till lately, and now some of them would make you sad to look at them. "They are a good many of them that before thewah was called white trash by ns colored people. They didn't call theirselves no way up to us. They was so outsiae tne piace, Decause- OKyiana you have to watch pretty close or you won't see it in time to stop, for it's only a little enlargement of the wagon road from Asheville to Hendersonville. But, great king! the minute the brakeman said 'Skyland' she jumped off the traiu and went down the 'bankment like the evil one beatin tanbark." to the Fair. ' " f/ . 1 p-h w "9o, my young- friend, you do not propose to fight?" [Copyright, 1893, by Edtfar W. Nye.] SrorrswooD Center, S. C., August. The new law regarding the sale of liquor, by which Governor Tillman assumes the duties of bartender, state comptroller of jags and purifier of cuspidors, has driven a great many town people to the country, where the laws are less 1 ■ N "I am not your young' friend, and I will fight at my own time, in my own way." Henry Gregory came up in time to hear this speech and Lanvale turned to him airily and said: CHAPTER IIL The boy, John Ilewson, was by no means handsome. A shock of Ifi. -T! 11 colored hair that stood up in a most defiant fashion, with a small, steely gray eye, gave him rather a fierce look. 11 is nose was nondescript, his mouth wide and fillod with regular but rather large teeth, and his Jaw was as square and resolute as Napoleon's. lie was not talkativo or communicative, but was active, alert, and his extreme quickness and hardihood pave promise of a powerful and resolute man. JOHN. CHAPTER L WATF ARERS. in a softer tone than he had yet used, "but I've footed it so far, and I reckon I can make it the rest of the way." "You see I have struck a spark of fire on this flint." : IIEERLESS December afternoon in the year 1857; a fine misting rain had been falling Bteadily all day, making all those who were compelled to be outdoors thoroughly chilled and uncomfortabl c. Toiling u p a long red hill in northwestern Louisiana in motley procession came first a heavy family carriage drawn by a pair of stanch coach At this point Janet, wbo had been awakened by the stoppage and who had come up behind her father, rushed into the fray. "Oh, John is just out of sorts. Let's go away and let him alone," said Henry. it* si "Not so fast," said Lanvale. "I must see more of this cold-blooded citizen who cares so little for his country that he would see it insulted without lifting a hand in its defense," "Why, papa, the poor boy is all wet through; of course he must go with us, and we will get Uncle Jim to make him a nice place in one of the wagons where he can be comfortable." HE IiUSlIED OX 1GKEG0P.Y. few fit- fisherman on the place, very taciturn, rarely speaking unless addressed by someone, always speaking briefly, clearly and to the point and with strict regard to the truth. He looked after the cattle; he was Mrs. Gregory's "old reliable" in every emergency. Janet ran to him constantly and imposed on bin* fearfully, which was accepted by him in the same steady way that everything else was. Aunt Fanny, the cook, in one of her frequent conversations with -fhicie Jim expressed the sentiments of the negroes: "At least | will lift one in my own," said John, and without any ado as he rose to his feet he launched out with his left fist, and calcting Lanvale under the jaw sent him flying like a, can: nonball several feet a inonicnt Lanvale was stunned; then he rushed towards John, but Henry Gregory, who had been thunderstruck by John's action, rushed in and restrained him. John did not move. Lanvale's face showed the passions of a devil, as he fairly hissed out; "Nothing but your blcxxl wipe out this insult" The boy's face softened still more, but he showed no sign of yielding. Uncle Jim did not take to him kindly at first, mentally classing him as "po' white trash," but the next morning he completely captured Uncle Jim's heart. The old man always prided himself on having- the best mules in the country, and was very proud of the is. As they were crossing a stream at a rathor uncertain sort of ford one of the drivers allowed his team to pet a little out of the right course, ami the mules struck a deep place and there was great peril of rnrtles and driver drowning. Uncle Jim, who was standing on the farther bank, fairly danced with rage and fear, but could do nothing practical. "Wa5 she killed?" The colonel had made rather unusual effort for him and was about to turn away, when an idea struck him and he turned again to the boy. "W'y, no; not exactly. She sort of frappayed her fiiull, the doctor said, and she was her head for a week or two and mos* died, and we ain't had no travel from Sandy Bottom since." "How about the men?" UE WAS 15 A RAGtSG FEVER. "Jawgy." "Where are you from?" iore had a single opportunity to give him even a dose of quinine. "But you have some hope, doctor?" queried the colonel, anxiously. That settled the coloneL "Well, they travel better'n what the women does. But on the sleepin cvars they seem sort of rattled. One of 'em 'tween here and'Cincinnati got a tin cup out of his basket and filled it with water Sum twt&wj.ni? on thfD nlatform. mos generanj po , sari, ami nau no rambly. They lived in the mountains and shot possums and made crooked whisky and wore yellow pants dyed with copperas and faded with perspiration, sah; yaas, sah, perspiration that they had started up chasin a possum or a revenue offlcah. sah." "Of course you will go with us. I like to see lads who have got their own way to make show independence, so, to make the thing square, I will hire you, and to-morrow we will agree on the terms." CHAPTER VL DESPA1H. "O, yes, while there's life there's hope, and he is a healthy youngster, temperate and prudent, but he is going to have a narrow squeak, a very nut* row squeak." Reaving the medicine with explicit directions how to give it, he rode away to other patientSj The long night through, tfie colonel sat by the bedside of the poor waif Struggling for life and reason, and H seemed to him as if in his delirium he repeated a mUlion times over: "Not as good as the dirt under her" feet, and J loved her." "1 declar, Uncle Jim, I never see de ekul of dat John boy; he des go "like a engine, one day he pull little nigger outen de ribber, next he ride twenty, forty mile and find stray boss; den he here fer mistis, den he yonder for marster, den away he g.D fer little mjstis. den when evybody go to sleep, flat boy settin' upreadin' his book; lie inner In a few minutes after the snake incident, J anet was as bright as usual, but John seemed east down and troubled. horses, whose drooping heads Janet noticed this and rallied him Qft it. "Why, John, you look as troubled as if the snake had bitten me." '"Perhaps," said John, and thereupon coolly walked off to his room and went to bed. and bedraggled look as they plodded wearily along showed the fatigue of steady travel. The driver's seat was occupied by a negro man about fifty years old, who rejoiced in the sonorous name of Anthony Bartholomew Gregory, abbreviated by common consent to "Uncle Tony." "Thanky. sir, I'll be glad to go along o' ye on them terms." John, who was standing by, throw off his heavy shoes and coat, put his pocket knife between his teeth, and was in the cold river in a moment, lie cut the traces of the drowning' muies, seized the frightened driver by the coat collar with one hand and a mule's tail with the other, and in a trice mules, driver and John were at the bank. "I am troubled at the careless way in which you expose yourself, and brogan boots are not always at hand for such [to be continued.] CHAPTER n. Col. Henry Gregory was the third of his name. His grandfather was a Virginia colonel in the revolutionary war who had emigrated after the war to lower middle Georgia and bought an estate on which he had lived many years, dying at a good old age and leaving his large possessions to his only son, the second Henry. THREE WONDERFUL B0Y3. AN ERA OF GOOD FEELING. 'pear to be tired nor mad." emerg noies." Precocious Children Whose Talent Ha* severely executed and where detectives are expected to watch a whole county apiece. To all of which Uncle Jim heartily assented and added; "Yas, an' he know more about farmin' now den master; he gwine tQ make de best farmer in dis country." "Well, you know it is very dull here, and a real live adventure is something to boast of." Startled the People of Berlin. "Do you mean that any of that class are on the way to the World's fair?" Old Tony was huddled up in a lump, with a heavy blanket on his knees, and well wrapped up in a thick old overcoat, with heavy gloves and black slouch hat. Nothing was visible of him but his flat nose and a pair of bright black eyes as yet und.mmed by age. While it was quite impossible for him to get wet .through, yet after the fashion of his tribe he was keeping up a steady monotone of grumbling all to himself. "Git op dar, Blucher, ! 'clar to goodness you is suttiniy de most laziest beast I ever seed;" with that he would flourish his whip as if he were going to cut the lazy Blucher into pieces, and would wind up by giving him a gentle tap that had not one-tentb the effect on Blucher that the insulting speech had. Then old Tony would break out again: We have had three wonderful boys In Berlin. The one best known to Americans in Josef Hoffmann. After having broken down his health in concertizing through America his parents brought him here to recuperate. That he Is fully restored the hqsta ctf admirers of that singularly wiu ning child wiil lDe glad to know. Now he is studying diligently and will, 1 hope, re turn to you before many years—not a child wonder, but an artist He has changed much since he left you. His childish face has become much more thoughtful, he is taller and wears long trousers. 1 attended a private concert, at which he played some of his own compositions. Already the governor has been required to use a cash register, and even his friends regard this as an indication that the state treasurer will have to sit up nights when business is good and watch the governor. "Oh, yes, we see 'em every little while, folks that has sort of braced up since the wah; folks, you know, that never had slaves. The wah give them a chance to start in square with the aristocracy so ' "Perhaps you think so, but others do not, and adventures of this kind do not leave behind very pleasant memories for most people, and then just think of the terrible consequences if anything should befall you." - Old .Tim had stood (n speechless wonder. Now, he found vent in words: CHAPTER VJJ. WAR CLOUDS. VC»ung Henry Gregory came home for his vacation, and was received with great eclat. He was a little older than John and rather disposed to be bumptious until he found John could out-ride, out-shoot, and out-fish hirn, whereat he bowed down at John's feet to learn tlie secret of such excellence. Henry Gregory, the second, served in the Creek war under Jackson, but with that brief exception his whole life was passed on his plantation, looking after his crops, managing his negroes and dispensing a liberal hospitality. He had two children, a son and a daughter, the daughter dying in her teens; the son. Henry the third, was appointed a cadet at West Point, graduated fairly well, served two years on the frontier, and then, while at home on furlough, becoming captivated by pretty Martha Ilollins, promptly resigned, married and settled down. This third Henry was a strong, handsome man, very generous and liberal, the soul of honor, inclined to be hasty in temper and totally lacking in those business qualities which had enabled his grandfather and father to accumulate the broad acres aad the two hundred slaves he had inherited. lie was an ease-loving man, who was happiest when his spacious mansion was well filled with his friends, very proud in his way and with strong prejudices, altogether a type of the very best planters of the old regime. "Rress my soul, de Lord be praised, I sholy thought Mars; Henry 'bout to lose he two best creeters. You wuthless nigger, you ought to git drownded, you alius git-tin in trubble and ain't wuff yo salu" John was ill for several weeks, bnt a good constitution and careful nursing brought him around all right. When he was oonvalescent Janet came into his room ono day and endeavored to apologize, as by this time she was heartily ashamed of herself, but John quietly refused to thresh over any old straw. He told her that it would be best to let matters rest as they were; he bore her no ill will, and was as ready as ever to serve her, but he thought it would be wise to let the past be buried. The girl was awed by his firmness and vexed at his seeming insensibility, but she did not know the bitter struggle it cost the young man to seem so strong. He was quite J11 again for a day or two after this visit, but then Bteadily Improved and surprised them all by walking into the sitting-room one afternoon, looking very gaunt and pale, but quite ruaolute. fur as money goes, and they're ahead now, some of 'em, in a money way. They begun to work and bustle and dress better, and. by doggy, now you'd be surprised to see 'em break loose and ride on the cars. Ten cases of apollinaris were received here yesterday, and it was noticed that when opened they did not pop. There has been an eya of good feeling ever since. Northern and southern guests have shaken hands and even hugged each other in some instances while talking over the late war. "I rather imagine the terrible conse? queuees would be confined to me," airily responded Janet- John looked very grave as he answered: While Jim was »elieving his feelings, the boy found a piece of rope, swam baek to the partiallj' submerged wagon, fastened one end of the rope to the tongue and passed the other around a tree on the bank. "You are cruelly unjust in making that speech. You very well know that you are the idol of the whole place, and that harm to you would be as a dagger planted in every one of our hearts, and such talk is both unkind and unjust." "Some of 'em don't know the wah is ovah, sah. Some is knittin socks for the soldiers yet." CHAPTER V. .] A S ET. He came out quietly and bowed to the rather small audience before taking his seat at the piano. He was greeted with no applause, and 1 fancied i discovered a sus picion of a smile around the corners of hi* mouth as he glanced calmly over the heads of that assemblage that had greeted him so coldly, with his American triumphs still fresh in his memory, but it was only a sus picion—then he began playing. When he finished his sonata and rose from the piano the audieuce fairly rose with him. He played again an Impromptu (also his own) which showed the remarkable talent the boy undoubtedly has. Noue is quicker to recognize talent than are these very Ber liners, but they area mercilessly cold'audi euce toward a stranger. He may appeal before tlieiu with ever so winning a bow and they remain absolutely calm until they see what he can da Then, if they thiuk him deserving, their enthusiasm is bound less. Soon after the removal to Texas, Col. Gregory procured the services of Miss Betsy Small wood, a sort of fifth cousin, an elderly lady possessed of certain old fashioned accomplishments and no means, to superintend Jauet's education. The only injunction given Miss Betsy was to "keep an eye on Janet," which she had fulfilled w ith the utmost honesty, and had been met with the "lex taionlis" by being kept most rigidly under the young lady's thumb. The peace had been fairly well kept between them, and Janet had acquired the most of Mi.ss Betsy's moderate stock of accomplishments, together with sundry others that would have made the worthy woman's hair stand on end, hail it not been that she wore a wig. Some said they were glad of it. One South Carolinian said it turned out just as he knew it would from the start. "Oh, no," said a man from Massachusetts, trying to sit on the mantelpiece, "the north could have been whipped 40 times in so many weeks if the south had read the papers, and I am sorry it was not done, for we never had such fun before the war as we are having now." "We were wrong from the start," said the southern man. "We should have taken the niggers back to where we got them and paid Africa fSO per month for their time. I saw that all the while. Then there would have been an era of good feeling. I like an era of good feeling, don't you?" "Are they afraid of the carh?" Uncle Jim, now waking up to a sense of the situation, went to . work manfully, and in a few minutes they had succeeded in getting the wagon to bank with no more serious damage than a good wetting of the contents. "Oh, yes; lota of 'em was never on bode a cyar, sah. One woman comes to me Thursday and says, 'Look heah, boy, I want you to look out fer me; I never was on this plaguy thing befo".' She was wild as a hawk and mos' jumped out the window two times, but I ketched her. She rode on the woodbox most of the way. Puferred it sort of. One of 'em put her trunk on the engine the other day. She didn't know about the check system. She was like a hyena, and her husband threatened to kill the engineer for throwing her trunk off his machine. She dodged every time we passed a telegraph pole." "John Uewson, you have turned into a regular scold; but that is the way witbi some people. Let them do yon a little service, and, biff! they feel entitled to lecture yon forever and a day afterwards." This was said in a very petulant tone. John had been standing quietly, during this skirmishing, but now he faced around with flashing eye and compressed lips, with his whole soul aroused. "That is not true, Janet Gregory, and you know it. Have I mentioned any service that I ever did you? Have I not been at your beck and call for years? Have 1 ever asked anything in return? I love you better than my own life. 1 have studied hard to get knowledge that I might get nearer to you. j have toiled to get money that I might get nearer to you; tho one thought in my mind, the one affection of my heart, has been you. 1 could humble myself in the dust for your love, for even a slight return of my unbounded love, and because I show a little anxiety about your personal safety you turn on me with petulance and sarcastic speech." "You 'Poleon, if dey is a wus ereeter on dis yearth dan Blucher, you is dat ereeter," whereat Napoleon would prick up his ears and for a few moments step out briskly, only to relapse into the weary plodding gait that seemed to vex Todv so greatly. After a few moments old Tony recommenced: "Well, ob all de foolish«st things I ever heerd on, dis yer notion of master's is de wust. Jes think ob one ob de fust men in Jawgy breakin' •up all in a minit and draggin' hisself and Miss Martha and little missey, and me and po' ole Uncle Jeames and all de rest ob 'em way off to Texas, whar de Injuns '11 have all we all's skelps in no time. Git up dar, Blucher." CoL Gregory was several hundred yards in advance, but Janet, putting her head out, saw that something was wrong, and raised an outcry, whereat her father looked out and, seeing that something was really wrong, had the carriage driven back. When they (rot to the ford, the wagon was being drawn upon solid ground, and John was standing by dripping wet, with his eyes glistening from the excite nent and exertion, but his teeth chatte -ing He had quite an ovation that night at supper time, and everyone seemed so pleased to see him about again that he was, in spite of himself, led to believe that life had not ended. "How do the men act?" This third Henry had also two children, a son and daughter. Henry, the fourth, as he waa commonly called, was -at the time our story opens a student at the Virginia military institugbe, find the daughter Janet has already been mentioned.Janet had grown up into a handsome, spirited young woman who could ride like a cowboy and Gsh like Izaak Walton Bho was very much spoiled, but generous to a fault, proud to the utmost degree, but kindly, aud was entirely beloved by all. The prominent position of the family had brought them into acquaintance with all the leading families for a hundred miles around, aud Janet had many admirers, but she remained entirely untouched in heart. By the certain intuition of woman she knew that John absolutely worshiped her. but. this amused, rather than touched her. John was like a young hickory sapling, tall, wiry, enduring—not given to much speech, a great student, having absorbed the contents of the wellstocked lDook cases that were the colonel's chiefest delight. He was anything but handsome, being freckled of face, rather awkward in manner, wearing continually heavy boots, wide wool hat and ill-flttinj home-made clotliing, It was the fateful year 186a Political feeling was running very high, and even CoL Gregory had been drawn into the vortex of excitement. The colonel was a strong union man, but fully imbued with the idea that he owed his first allegiance to his state, and though he deprecated withdrawal from the union, yet he felt that if the crisis cameD he must stand by his state. "Yes," said the Massachusetts man, "and we might have had it 40 years ago if I could have had my way. My theory was for the abolitionists to buy out the slaves and take them north, where we would treat them so well that they would gradually die off of gout. But, no; nothing would do but fight, fight, fight. I hate to fight, and I hate to see people fight just because the politicians need the excitement. Don't you? You fought because the brass mounted orators with alligator lungs told you there was a principle involved, and so did we, when in fact there wasn't a blamed principle in the whole business. It was just suffer and die and make the papers spicy for four years and then take all the next 50 years to pay for it." "Well, some lays low and watches the other men till they find out; but you ought to be a porter a year or so to see things. Captain Chase, the conductor, he'll tell you I ain't lyin about these folks. One woman got on at Sandy Bottom, and we called 'Skyland' a mile or Then he wiped his face and hands with his bandanner and came back in the car and looked proud. Mostly they wear sort of red whiskers faded to a clay bank and chew tobacco, aiming to spit out the winder, but if the glass is fairly clear they 'caaianally forgit it's there. "Papers sometimes pokes fun at the northern farmer, but they wouldn't if they could see a poor whits that had become prosperous." "What stock do they come from?' "I couldn't say, sail. Mostly they don't feel right sure theirselves. I guess. I see one of 'em at a hotel in Charlotte eat a whole watermelon and then soup afterward and wipe his whiskers on a camel's hair shawl that belonged to one of the loveliest women in North Carolina. The facts came out with strong commendation from Uncle Jim "fur de way dat boy tuk holt." Another "boy wonder" Is the frank, fall faced little Itaoul Kuulkowzki, a Polisl boy of 0 years. He in court pianist to the czar of Russia, and his little coat is covered with orders and medals. He also has a de cided talent for composition, and with such marked national characteristics as to recall to us the early compositions of Chopin. At the close of one of his concerts here last winter all of the women pushed aud strug gled to the front in order to kiss him. (Did you ever notice with what aest women kis»- wonderful children?) He stood there grace fully receiving it all. Finally one little woman finding it impossible to reach him threw him a ro3e. That inspired another to throw him her breastpin. He took the rose and smilingly kissed it, and picking up the breastpin with a polite bow passed it back to its owner. Inside the carriage CoL Henry Gregory, his wife, Mrs. Martha, and their little daughter, Janet, a bright little miss of thirteen, were all making themselves as comfortable as the weariness begotten of a long journey would allow. The colonel lay back with a worried look on his kindly face; Mrs. Gregory, a pleasant and rather handsome lady of early middle age, leaned back in her corner with an expression of face which seemed to say that she was resigned to any fate. Janet, after exhausting her parents with the usual numberless inquiries about the country, and the people, and the streams, and the thousand other things that children find to ask questions about, had fallen Into a light slumber. The Gregorys naturally felt very kindly towards f he lad for his courage in saving their property, ana were aisposed to make much of it, but the lad took it very coolly. About a year before our story opens, the colonel being one day in conversation with his head man. Uncle Jim, was informed by that worthy that, owing to the deterioration ot the lands, and the great increase in the working force on the place, farming was po longer a paying business. The colonel had himself, in a hazy sort of way, had an idea that his financial affairs were not flourishing, and Uncle Jim seemed so much disturbed over the state of affairs on the plantation that he concluded to go down to Savannah and see his factor. It required some persuasion to induce him to do anything, but finally he got his bundle out of the wagon, retired into the timber, wrung the water out of his wet trousers, put on dry underclothing,'and was apparently none the worse for his adventure. CoL Gregory wanted him to take a little dram, but this he resolutely refused. Henry was an ardent politician, and was away much of his time, at the courthouse and elsewhere, gathering information and expressing his views with fiery zeal. During the delivery of this speech, Janet's face was a curious study; for a moment she seemed startled and even frightened at John's unwonted vehemence, but the uext moment she was up in arms. Pride, resentment, vexation, amusement, scorn, all followed in rapid succession; by the time John was done speaking, the spoiled beauty was ready. A general feeling of unrest was abroad and thoughtful men viewed the situation with alarm and felt that republican Institutions were about to be put to a test that would strain them to the uttermost. While Uncle Jim became a great admirer of John's, us he expressed it, speaking to Tony: "Uat jonn ooy nea strength and head jes Uko a ruau, an' wuz 'bout do peartest boy he knowed, 'ceptin' he wer sorter mulish like." "That's my idea. You see how few eras of good feeling we have had in the last 35 years! Well, my idea would be to have one every night. No north, no south, no east, no west; just have eras of good feeling on Thursdays and Fridays anyhow, and ofteuer if possible. Who was benefited by the war? Why, nobody but people who escaped the draft and spoke pieces at home. I'm a man 58 years old, and I can safely say that, though I was a soldier and slept in my clothes as long as they lasted and ate field corn most of the time, there was not a moment when I would not have gladly gone to some quiet place with a northern man like you and opened an era of good feeling with him." "Who gave you any right to set yourself up as my lover? You forget yourself, when you talk about love in connectiou with a daughter of CoL Henry Gregory. Ygu, a nobody that he picked up tramping along the road, and because you have been admitted to privileges beyond your station, you 40 like all these common people, imagine yourself equal to your betters." The other little boy is a Belgian—Jean Gerardy. He is 10 years old and plays the cello like a man. Whether or not he com poses I do not know, but he is an artist He made his debut here at one of Hans Rlchter's philharmonic concerts and charm ed me. I was speaking to our never to be forgotten cellist, Adolf Hartdegan, recently about little Jean. "Yes," he said, "1 was asked to hear him, and 1 was so tired, oh I so tired of these child wonders, that 1 looked forward to a stupid morning, but 1 was amazed. 1 was delighted. He is an artist."—Berlin Cor. Louisville Courier JournaL He was received by his factor, a bland man, with tha usual factorial conscience, with much urbanity, because had ho not in twenty years made a handsome fortune out of CoL Gregory, and there was not one of his clients more careless about settlements. The colonel plunged at once into business. CHAPTER VHI. FATE. Following the carriage came a half dozen of covered emigrant wagons laden with household goods and about In two weeks they were on Trinity river, and as they all liked the appearance of the country, negotiations were put afoot for the purchase of land which resulted in the Gregorys becoming the owners of sttverai thousand acres of choice lands. Pop day In the early fall, Henry oame home accompanied by a young man, apparently twenty-flve years old, who had fascinated him by a fiery speech at a political gathering. He was a tall, dark, handsome fellow, with something of the corsair in his appearance, Richard Lanvale by name, a graduate of West Point. After serving four years On the frontier he had thrown up his commission, and a few months prior to tJiia time had settled in a neighboring county and opened an office for the practice of law. He was a rabid secessionist, eager for excitement, a fluent speaker, ready to drink or play at all hours,of ready wit and utterly withput fear. These qualities at that time,- iu that community, had speedily brought him into prominence, and he was already recognized as the leader of the younger fire-eating element 'Td like to see some of these chaps when they strike Chicago and the wicked confidence man gets hold of 'em. I can sort o' fancy that towheaded man over there, 6 feet 8 in his bare feet, totin a 3-year-old child full of lemonade all over the grounds and tryin to make change for a $100 bill with a cultivated gent from Cat alley, New York city." The fair will call out stranger people from the mountain country of east Tennessee and western North Carolina than Dahomey or the wilds of Dewdad can furnish forth. "Hartley, how do I stand financially?" % "Well, colonel, do you know that I was just thinking a day or two since that I had better speak to you. I am really afraid that your affairs need looking into closely." With the first cutting sentence the young man's head dropped, and, at the closing words, without a word or look, he turned and walked wearily away. As Janet looked after bis retreating figure, a vivid impression came to her that she had cruelly hurt a strong man, and many a time in after life did her mental vision recall the picture; but she was not ready to repent yet, though she knew in her heart that she had said more than she intended. CHAPTEK IV.- ON TUB TRINITY ttrVER. h The Gregorys settled down to the new life with great cheerfulness. About six miles distant was the little county town, with its weekly mail, a small but very fierce weekly paper, three stores, a drinking saloon, gambling hell and about fifty residences. There was of course the usual complement of mechanics, and a cotton gin and gTist mill. In the vernacular of the country Lawsonvillo was a "right sharp" town. "Will you make me up a statement to-day?" An Old Miner Outwitted by Ills Sod. 1L An old miser who was blind lived with a bulf witted son near the seashore. To gether they managed to do a little work, which supported them. But everybody knew the old man had a "bag of money' stowed away on which he could have lived without work if he wished. Now, as a matter of fact, the wily factor had for several days had that identical statement in his desk, and had been studying it daily, with a view to deciding whether the colonel had arrived at that point in the process of being piucked where one's friendsdiscover that their necessities have become so great that it is absolutely necessary to have immediate settlements. Mr. Hartley was a shrewd man, but he made a mistake at this point. The colonel's visit and questions led him to believe that he must have discovered himself to be in a desperate case and had come for further advances, so he answered: "Well, now, colonel, to tell you the truth, I am pretty hard pressed just now, and I have already had your statement made up with a view to asking you to make me a liberal paymeut." "That's it exactly. The war is over, and who's got the nigger? You have. He entitles you to a whole lot of congressmen and lets you pick out the congressmen. How much are we ahead on the war? W e have 39 middle aged single women to one man where we ought to have homes and taxpayers. You've got the niggers to feed, clothe and execute, and we have most of our best men buried in your cotton fields. That's the result of the war. Who brought on the war? Show me the tt*n, and Til show you a man who did ;iot enlist. He remained at home and cussed because the papers in their lists of dead did not print the names of his wife's relatives correctly. Here's to Tillman. In this pure element we pledge fidelity to our era of good feeling. I'll bet a dollar Tillman brought on the war, if we could get at the facts." Janet was not of cruel disposition, only foolishly proud- She rode home, and straightway told the whole story to her mother, who was very much troubled about it, as she had a sincere regard for the young man, and did not pare to have his feelings wounded even though she might not care to have him as a son-in-law. As John did not appear at the supper table, and no one knew anything about him, the colonel sent one of the servants to his room, who reported him absent Whereat, the colonel, supposing him belated somewhere in ranging after stock, was going ahead contentedly with his 6upper when happening to look up he noticed the troubled look on his wife's face, and her glance of reproach at Janet. Ue at once divined that something was wrong, but, prudent man that he was, waited until supper was over, when calling his wife into his den he gave her a seat, took one himself, and said, resignedly: What to do with this bag of money trou bled the old man greatly. He was growing feeble and felt he had not long to live. He resolved to take the bag out and drop it into the sea, where no one but the fishes would ever have a chance to benefit by it But the son had sense enough to suspect what the old man was trying to do and de termined to outwit him. Beat Studies For Backward Children. There is many a mother who feels disturbed and anxious because her child either exhibits small interejt in school, or else is unable to shine among the other children there, or perhaps even to keep pace with them. She is haunted by a horrid specter of dunceship and backwardness and of her darling outstripped and left behind in ali the other struggles of life as'well. It was a great loafing resort, and on Saturdays hundreds of horses would be tied up .to the racks and fences, and the owners of said horses would be busily engaged whittling sticks, chewing tobacco, drinking whisky, gambling and talking politics. Of course, not all of them doing these things, but some of them at each of these engaging pursuits. John came in a few minutes after the young man, and was duly introduced. As be shook hands with him John felt in every fiber of his body a sense of repulsion that he had never before experienced, and, to judge from the expression of Eanvale'a face, the feeling was reciprocal. "WELX, WHAT O'YK WAST?" JOHN LANDED ON THE SNAKE. fifty slaves of all ages, and following these again a couple of milch cows of extra breed were being prodded along by two black urchins riding a pair of Stout mules. but for all this ho was tho universal far vorite, and had rsen to be tho colonel's right hand man. Under his vigilant eye and sound judgment the plantation was getting in fine condition and making money. Even Uncle Jim had not become jealous of him, and was his most devoted friend. A conversation between Old Tony and Uncle Jim in one of their confidential caucuses will throw some light on the situation at the time. The old man, with the money hidden un der his coat, asked the son to row him out to sea. So they started, but the son took care to keep only in the shallow water by the shore. But do not let her be too soon discouraged. If her child has no aptitude for learning exactly what the others are learning, perhaps there is an aptitude for something else qnite different and apart and of Just as much value. Let her scrutinize and discover and help the child along accordingly in the ways where nature directs. Our system of graded schools is indeed lifting all children to a broad table land of general Information, but however excellent its mental discipline it allows no space for individual growth in individual ways. Every child is being run in the same mold. There it no place for idiosyncrasy or for development upon original lines, and there is an ever present danger of crystallization or becoming fixed at a given point or ceasing all development. Col. Gregory when in Georgia had not mingled much with the mixed multitudes who congregate in small country towns, but in time a lack of company and a social disposition led him towards Lawsonville quite frequently, until finally it came to be a pretty regular thing for him to ride over Saturday and spend half the day, at least. His kindly ways made him many friends, and the promptness with which he knocked down a bully who was disposed to be offensive won him the respect of these people, who worshiped personal courage. His great stroke was made one day when a noted bully had attacked a smaller and weaker man; a crowd was standing around, but afraid to interfere where such a desperado was concerned. Gregory came up just as the smaller man was beginning to be severely punished, and without stopping to think rushed in and separated them. The desperado. Hill Nuckolls, had one or two drinks of vile whisky, which, with the conflict just interrupted, had fired him to the pitch of murder. With an oath he drew an ugly-looking bovvie knife and rushed on Gregory, who had no weapon except a stout cane in his hand, lie had, however, lost none of the strength and vigor of his youth, when he had been the athlete of his r Dgiment. So he held his ground until Nuckolls was fairly within reach, when with a dexterous thrust he brought his stout hickory clown upon Nuckolls' right wrist with such force as to shatter the bone and send the knifu flying many feet. When Janet came into the room and met the newcomer John knew in a moment the depth of his trouble and the cause of his aversion. Uere was the most distinguished-looking man of his acquaintance brought in contact with the woman he loved, and, by a certain keen insight which the young man possessed, he knew that there was trouble ahead. .On the top of the long hill the caravan bad been climbing for the last few minute.'' stood a widespreading live oak, and as the carriage approached ths crest old Tony's bright eyes spied something tincier the tree that aroused his curiosity A«ld instantly halted the carriage. CoL Gregory put his head out and rather impatiently said: "Are we far out nowf" asked the old man. "Oh, yes, father," answered the boy ■'Sure there's water far about ua." So the old, blind miser, with a sly smile, dropped his bag of money overboard, and the sou reaching out his hand had nothing to do but to lift it out of the shallow water and carry it home under his own coat. And this old miser died peacefully in his bed. conteut that his artful scheme had been such a success.—Harper's Bazar. This was the first time in his life anybody had intimated to llenry Gregory that they wanted him to pay them money that was due and it had a very peculiar effect on hinj. Though not a business man he was not a fool, and by a sort of quick intuition he grasped the whole situation in a moment. He Uncle Jim was sitting in front of his cabin smoking his evening pipe, when Tony came ambling along. "Ebenin, I5rcr Jo ems." Lanvale had no backwardness aboi him, and showed very plainly hia au n.iration for Miss Gregory, while the yountr lady was evidently flattered by t's marked attention. "What are you stopping for, Tony? Anything wrong?" "Dunno, marster; 'pears likedey is a dead pusson under dat tree.'f turned ren, tnen no turned paie anu seemed about to break out, but by a "Ebenin, Brer Tony; hab a cheer." Couldn't Trust the Boy. Tony takes a seat, pulls out, tills, lights his pipe and smokes meditatively awhile—and commences: "Let us hear it all, wife. I see there is trouble and I suppose, as usual, a woman is at the bottom of it." Mrs. Gregory, without comftienting on the slur at her sex, recited the whole story. Gregory, though a proud man, was also a just one, and he was quivering with indignation when his wife finished her account. "Saved her life, to be insulted like a dog, and calls herself my daughter! Where is the jade?" A Lewiston man with the colic went Into a down town drug store Wednesday, where he had been accustomed to do business with the proprietor. A new clerk confronted him. "Where's Mr. B ?' said he to the clerk. "He's out Anything I can do?" The gentlema # hesitated and looked at the clerk, He was an immature youth with a self cou fident look about him. If the gentleman were not generous and considerate he might term him "fresh." "Well," 6aid the Lewiston gentleman, "I don't know. Do you know anything about the busi ness? You see I've been accustomed to deal with Mr. B . Fact is, I'm not feeling well. I have a return of a cholera attack. Mr. B usually gives me some hot drops. Do you know anything about it?" The youth looked at his first patient as though ho had been ia the business fifty years and had killed a reg iment of patients. "Oh, yes. Let's see. You've got a kind of cholera infantum, ain't yer, Way down low in yer stomach?" The Lewiston man looked at the youth as he handled the bottles, and he said: "Yon needn't mind, young man. You've located the pain all right, but I'm too old to be treated for that disease by a young man who is liable to be curled vp with it at any moment," The clirrk doesn't know now what the customer meant.—Lewiston Journal. The colonel instantly threw op€Ti the door, jumped out in the road and approached the form under the tree. As he came near he found it to be a boy, apparently fourteen or fifteen years of age, clad in the walnut-colored, woolly, homemade jeansof the southern mountaineers, lying asleep with a bundle under his head. There was certaiuly pretty good pluck in a boy who could sleep under such circumstances. At the supper table the conversation naturally turned' on the one absorbing topic of interest, and Lanvale who, as usual, took the lead, wanted to know what the colonel thought Texas would do in the event of Lincoln's election. The colonel said he very much feared secession would follow. If her child has a rooted dislike for a certain thing or a positive inability in the direction of another, the mother would be wiser to make an effort to have those studies set aside and to let him give himself to those which he does like, and where, If he oannot possibly distinguish himself, he can at any rate expand what power he has. Surely if his strength and time are dissipated on those studies concerning which he is hopeless there is uo strength or time left for those where he might do much.—Harriet Prescott Spofford iu Chicago News. "Look a heah, Brer Jeems, whar dis thinif gwine ter eend?" "What thing, Brer Tony?" "Bout young missy and dat John boy." "I d'know whut yer mean." "Wy, Brer Jeens, yer know dat boy he des wushup little missy." "Don' mount ter nutlun, Brer Tony, yer see she ain't fer sech persons as him, not dat." "Why, don't you hope so?" "No, I do not Tvant to see the unioi dissolve and a bloody war precipitated." "No, colonel," said Mrs. Gregory, quietly but firmly, "you must not see Janet to-night. You are aroused and she is already repenting; she has gone to her roorii very much ashamed, and you can do more good by hunting up John and helping him." The colonel went up to the boy, touched him with his foot, and the boy sprang to his feet with such suddenness as to startle his visitor. "Well, that is just what I wish to see, but there will be no such luck; the Yankees won't fight, and, even if they would, we can whip them ten to one." "I hasn't anything agin do boy, he berry good boy, he do best farmer in dis country, he got old head on top dat kDng body, but arter all he nuthin but po white trash. 1 misdoubt ef he know -who liis grandfadder wuz, and, in cose, mars ter, aldo he so good natured, not gwine to let his darter marry wid no po white trash." "Well, what d'ye want?" came in qmcK, abrupt speecn rrom the hoy. "What are you doing here?" asked the coloneL "Just what I think, too,"cried Henry. "Yes, Tillman would bring on a war ff he could get it out of the freight office when it arrived, but he couldn't. He is the "kind of man to bring on a war and let some other man fight it. If we could have got fanatics like him into Vicksburg and blown them up and put quicklime on the place, we'd have been 50 years ahead of what we are now. There ought to be a fanatic pruner in the cabinet with nothing to do but go around over the United States and fertilize the country with fanatics. THE CAR PORTER REPLIES. A New Method. John had been silent, but Lanvale was determined he should not escape, so he turned to him and asked, quit* significantly: At a popular watering place a company of visitors stood at the door of a chamber which was entirely filled with crutches left by former patients who were supposed to have been cured. The colonel was much distressed. He had never before known how much he had become attached to the quiet lad, but it came to him now with full force, as ho said to his wife: "Wife, we have been very foolish to let our children grow up with such ideas. That boy Is one of God's noblemen, and if Janet had loved him I would have gladly received him as a son indeed; but it "Sleeping." "Is this the best place you can find?" "Yes." "What does our silent friend think?" "I agree with CoL Gregory," said Lady—For what purpose are all these crutches kept here, doctor? "What is your name?" "John." "Dat may be so, but-1 hern de folks say dat de boy done save up nuf money to buy him good farm." fohn. "That is half the cure, madam, for the sight of these abandoned crutches inspires our patients with hopes of recovery."—Humoristische Blatter. "John what?" "John Hewson." "How old are you?" BAIiTLEY, HOW DO 1 STAND? "You do not want to fight, then?" with a scarcely perceptible sneer. "I certainly do not." strong1 effort of the will he controlled himself and said, quietly: "Let me have the statement." The colonel walked away with gTcat coolness and the defeated bully sat down and bellowed with rape and pain. From that day forward Gregory was the strongest man in the county. "Mebbe so, mebbe so, lirer Tony. I am onbeknownst as to dat, but den you see, he not got dq breed, and Marster's terrible man bout blood and all dat, not but whut she won't do jist as well to marry him as to take some of dem sprocious younsters dat come gallavantin roun heah all de time, and ain't got nuf inarners to say: 'Uncle Jim, please do dis or dat,'but jist bawl out: *01e man, hump yersef,' and me not so berry ole man neider." "Do you think we could whip the Yankees?" "I do not." "Where are you going?" "Fifteen." grieves me sorely to think of that lad's brave, true heart being trampled ia the dust." "Texas." It was handed to him and without further conversation he went to his hoteL Getting to his room, he opened up the statement and looked at a great mass of figures which were as Greek to him except as to the conclusion, where appeared a line in red ink: "Halance due Hartley & Co., #159,234.20." The colonel had never fainted in his life, but he felt very much like it at this moment, and he sat down feeling very sick. "War is only a good thing for sutlers and bad women. A stranger put up at a hotel in the Chaussee d'Antin (and please note the fact that it was 7 o'clock in the evening). Stranger—Waiter, what do you charge for lunch at this establishment? Waiter—Four francs, sir. "And your dinner?" "Six francs." A Choice of Heals. "What for?" "To get a livin'." "Know anybody there?" "No." On the plantation a big, roomy log house had been built, and with the aid of the furnishings from the old Georgia home had been made quite comfortable. The negro quarters had all been put in good shape, and Uncle Jim with his sturdy laborers had deadened the timber and planted a hundred acres the first year, and was widening his borders at a great rate. The lands were very fertile, and Uncle Jim was in great spirits over the abundant crops. Mrs. Gregory, who had that day discovered what a hold the quiet, cheerful young man had on her, could hold up no longer, and went to her room in tears, while the colonel put on his hat, called a favorite dog 'and went out to look for John, whose room was still vacuni, out wnose horse ne ascertained was in the stable lot. He started around the lawn fence and about half way around the circuit, under a widespreading live oak,Which was a favorite resort, the dog discovered the young man. Ho was stretched out on the damp grass, tossing restlessly, occasionally moan- "Beeause they have got the numbers and the resources; it might be a long and bloody struggle, but numbers and resources would finally prevail." "And pray why?" "I say, dog on the war." "That's it. Dog on the war. Each town has got a nice soldiers' monument with the terrible cost mark on it. That's all. God save us from another! "Where are your people?** "I am surprised that with your views you should remain in the south." "Dead," and for the fir.st time the boy's lip quivered and his voice seemed to lose for a moment the defiant ring which had run through his answers. The Itlght Man. Merchant—Have you had any experience in chinaware? "I presume that one can remain in the south and yet retain his honest convictions.""War makes an advance on mourning goods, that's all. Having smoked out his pipe Tony departed, leaving Jim to his ruminations, who, chuckling to himself, soliloquized thus: Applicant—Years of it, sir. Merchant—What do you do when you break a valuable piece? "Then let me have some lunch, please." —Nain Jaune. "WeU.lad, it is a hard journey on foot, and we are going that way and have plenty of room, so if you will, you can jump in one of the wagons and go with us." "Oh, then the rest of us are not honest.""Let advanced thinkers like Tillman and naked savages in a light uniform of coooanut oil have wars and fight in them. I'm for peace and an era of good feeling with soda on the side." Henry Gregory had never before known financial worry, but after the first shock he had faced it like a man. He went home and took counsel of his wife, tho result of which was the conclusion Sfce Wanted Some of Them. " I 'clar ter my soul, I belieb dat boy jist like dem birds whar dey say hides dar heads and thinks dey is all hid; ho 1 iist tro "lontr, and fool hisself thiukin "I did not say anything like that." Applicant—Well—er—I usually set it together agaiu and put it where some customer will knock it over. Merchant—You'll do.—Tit-Bits. Husband—I saw some nice trout in thei market this morning. Wife—Did you? Well, I wish you'd' go fishing this afternoon.—Truth. The boy, John Hewson, had dropped into a curious position about the place. A little room had been added to the "I have always noticed," said Lanvale, "that your peaceable men have a Strong lot of reasons on their side; as "I'm obliged to you." replied the lad, This meeting was one long to be remembered, and following as it did the |
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