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MORE TRUTH THAN POETRY
?OR?
HOW ARTHUR AINSTON GOT
IIIS WI/'..
BY JOANNES.
_
S
CDAPTEB VI.
"That is my name sir," responded
the old gentleman in a manner that be
trayed too plainly his bitter hatred for
Arthur. "The purport of your visit, if
iltL -M ilnf&r.
... . .
ly vnut here sir, is
ot a private nature, and na it liny be of
more interest to you thuii to any one
ehe, I should prefer communicating it
to ynu aalone," said Arthur calmly.
"What, pray, enn it bo that you want
vrith ine t curiously inquired the old
gentleman the second time.
"About a matter of importance sir;
but whether you asccrtaiu of it or'not
depends upon your own choice," remark
ed Arthur withgh coolness that showed
that no matter fchat the purport of our
hero's visit wajjAe was not at all dis
posed to asstftpe the attitude of a sup
pliant in order to get a privato inter
view with old fffl. Royer.
Here the old gentleman withdrew
ffOin tho counting room, which was
crowded ^Uh drummers and merchant a
of the city, and motioned Arthur to
follow htm.
Our hero pursued him up a flight of
stairs, and soon found himself seated in
a private office, face-to-faco with the
marble hen.ted futhcr cf Eliza. Hero
it did ndt take him many moments to
acquaint the old gentleman with his bu
siness, and its demands', the first men
tion of which, however, brought him to
his feet, and a flush of indignation to
"If that is your business with me,
young man, you may as well commence
at ouee to retrace your jouruey, for never
will I countenance any such idea."
These words proceeded from Mr. Royer's
lips with such measured and calculating
firmness, that Arthur could not doubt
that he had a man to contend with
whose heart was as cold as an iccburg.
However, our hero was not discour
aged rnd undertook to expostulate with
Jab hoary headed companion, but with
sao avail.
The only reply that Arthur got to the
?declaration, "I am determined to
marry Elias, despite all opposition, and
I do not believe that I would be mis
?flpre?e?ia?ihg her to-say that she is
equally determined that our union
shall be," was a eyuical and heartless
smile.
The interview was rt froitlcf,s one, and,
Arthur returned to his koimh
After a few moments reflection he con
cluded that the best course for him to
purauo would be to write to Elisa and
tell her of the manner in whieh her
father had treated him, and request her
to meet him, as she was, without a mo
moot's delay, at the house that had been
previously designated as tho place at
which they would consummate their
plans.
No sooner had he resolved than his
thoughts were fastened to paper, and dis
patched to Elixa. Meantime he was on
his way for the appointed place.
CHAPTER VII.
We will now return to old Mr. Boyer
a moment. As soon as Arthur left he
dispatched a servant home with a mes
sage for his duughter to repair to the
st ire immediately. His object was to
send her in the country to a relative's,
and ior that purpose ordered a buggy.
He was too much taken up with the
thiugs of this world to spure time to go
home himself; and then he thought
there was no use for his doing so, as
Eliza didn't know of Arthur's where
abouts. How mistaken he was. Before
Arthur left the hotel the first time, he
hud written to Eliza. Aud while cho
old gcntlcmau was pouring over business
letters, his daughter was preparing to
take her tiual departure from under tho
parental roof.
Imagine his consternation when the
servant returned and informed him thut
Eliza hud gono, and uo one on the place
Could tell whore.
Letters and everything else were
' thrown aside, aa soou us this intelligence
I full upott his ears ; nud almost in less
' time ihau it takes us to record it he was
h:,ll Vk.i^ mi il... rv?J ?? Li* .11.0.
'Sure enough, when he got th?>rc he
found that tho bird had tiowti.
Up stairs, in the garden, and every,
nook and corner were searched, but no
truce ot the missing girl was discovered
After awhile a note was found upou
the bureau drawers. It was one that
Hiiza had indicted to her father pre
paratory to leaving.
As the old gentleman read it, he
seemed almost convulsed with the emo
tions it produced.
Here is the note :
"My Darling Father :?Doh't get
angry with me. I am duiug no more
than you would do under similar circum
stances. You know .1 love you, dear
father, but I love Arthur also, and you
told mc I should never marry him. I
believe if you knew how noble and gen
erous he is, you would not be so opposed
to our union. Pleuse do not abuse him
any more, for before you get this ho will
be the husband of your daughter,
ELIZA."
As soon as Mr. Boyer had finished
this note, ho scut to his store for his sons.
When they came, hasty directions wero
given to each of them as to how and
where they should search.
But it was too late. Tho minister
was waiting at tho appointed house, for
I ???'<>. hours hftfnrn Arthur and Eliza trot
I fhere; aud aftei'?hey arrived it did not
require many mmutes to le?*"f unite
two that were already one in spirit. Yea .
before old Mr. Boyer road Elizi's note,
she was tho wife of Arthur Aiuston.
Aud now lot us turn to one of whom
we have sceu but little in the two pro
ceding chapters. It will not be forgot
ten that Arthur's rival, Henry, when he
declined to end, iu an honorable manner,
his difficulty with our hero, vowed to
be revenged secretly. Now although
many mouths hud iutervened, between
the encounter of the two rivals aud the
timo of which we uro now writing, yet
when Henry heard that Arthur was iu
the city, and more, had probably mar
ried Eliza, all of his eld bitterness came
back to him, and he resolved to put his
vow of revenge iuto execution.
After the marriage had taken place,
Arthur and Eliza received privately the
congratulations of a few friends, who
bad been made cognizant of the affair,
and withdrew to a privute drawing room
to await the carriage which waa to con
vey them to tho depot.
While the newly married couple were
discussing the difficulties through which
they hud gone, a rap was heard at the
door. Thinking that the carriage bad
come, Arthur walked to the door, and
opened it.
Had the earth opened uudcr his fcot,
he could not have been more surprised
than he was iu beholding at that time
and at that place, the person that con
fronted htm.
Eliza's anxious eye caught his face,
and a tremendous shriek escaped her lips.
Before sho had time to alarm the
house tho second time, the work of the
fiend Henry, had been accomplished.
The moment Arthur opened the door,
Henry with the czclamntion, ''Here is
my revenge," pierced, tho few moments
before that, tho happy Arthur to the
heart with a loug dagger that he had con
cealed iu his 'coat slcavc. It did uot
require a sccoud stroke. The fitst had
dono its work. Arthur Aiustou *was
dead. Henry, the moment he discover
ed that ho had accomplished his object,
left the house immediately. Tho scream
that Elisa had given, summoned several
of the family to tho parlor, and oh'.
horror, to find the husband of the good
nnd loved Eliza, gasping, bleeding,
dying!
It was a heart rending spectacle to sec
this couple, who, a few moments ago,
were happy, the one now dead, killed h\
the hand of ait assassin, and the other
lying pah: and senseless on the floor.
j:i;?.. i...i ?".;..?-\, ?...1 ,\ ?-i, tj^-,.
whiteness hud settled over her beautiful
face. She was hastily removed ton room,
while physicians were sent fur.
But before they arrived, the spirits of
both had winged their flight to a better
wurld than this, nud where they were
reunited in sweeter and happier bonds
than the mutability of the things of this
poor earth will permit to be the cose
here.
When Eliza's father heard of the
tragedy, he and his sons repaired with
out delay to the residence of Mr.
(the house at which tho marriage took
place,) to find what we have recorded.
Eliza was his favorite daughter, nud the
shock almost caused, to bow iu sorrow,
the head even of this heartless and un
feeling pateut. He remembered the
ominous words of hor who then slept iu
death, when 6he Buid, "IT Mr. Henry
kills Arthur tho sin will rest upon my
father's shoulders." If those words
lingered in his mind before, they were
revivified now, and he imagined he could
hear even then his pale, lifeless daughter
pleading with him Henry had not only
killed Arthur, but her too. Tho old
gentleman looked at them for a few mo
ments, and then turned away with his
heart full of sorrow.
A U A i f 1. lie'.' ?Ilt.t i-' Ii''" ? fVlA.tltu wl
upon them, a feeling of sadness clouded
each one's face. If Eliza had boon
hcu'j'ilul in her lifetime, sho appeared
moro beautiful now'. There is always u
singular beauty which pervades, with
lew exceptions, the features of the dead,
a few hours after the "spirit is uot
thero." Were it not for the langour
which covers the pulseless check, the
cold and ohungelcss brow and the sad
shrowdod eye which can weep no more
forever, otic in such a moaieut might
well doubt the presenco of the dark
winged angel of Death.
"Yes, but for these and these alone,
Some moments, ay, one treacherous hour,
We still might doubt tho tyrants power ;
Bo fair, so calm, so softly scal'd,
The first, last look by death reveal'd!"
Years have passed b'hico the tragic
death of Arthur and Eliza. Old Mr.
Bojes uai.lt eontiauc? his business, but
a oulm and settled look of ?claucboly I
clouds his fheo even to.day. Henry left
his country and has nr.'. ? been heard of
sine*. Whether he ha#pought an ob
livion of his sin in othfp countries we
know not, but let us hon that he may
strive to atone for the lifo ho has led.
Old Mr. Boyer forgave Arthur, and
buried the two side by Side, in his place
in the Cemetery. To-day, as strangers
traverse the grounds, tho story of the
two lovers is told to them by the koeper,
and oftenatheir graves dill forth tears,
even from those who knew them not.
'Tis thus tho lives of these two noble
beings ended. How hard it seems to us
that two that loved, eaofc other so, wero
not permitted to live to enjoy one anoth
er's society. But their huppy dreams
were cut short in the morning- of their
glory, and they are no more.
the en it
Tho f OtolfticrcuU ?HUtrristr's Surato
go correspondent got into a sweet mess
tho other day. He landed ak the depot
iu the night. Ho got mixed up with
tweuty-five married ladies, seven spin
sters am) four girls, all Waiting for their
husbauds, cousins and levers." By ncci
dent these woman mistook him for their
"owns." And?but lct? him teli how it
was himself:
"Now, a dear, sweet,-liquid eyed bru
nette threw her arms urnuud me. O,
Eugene, why did you not write oftcner if"
she sobbed, and then MO sank sweetly
on my bosom 1 said "weep not, Julia,"
and then I kissed hcrSsweetly twenty
two times. It was duftcious. It made
me think of my first wife and my col
lege days at Yale. A djmdcrous maiden
HOW approached?dressed decolluttc, ?
la pompadouy. She look mo in her
arm*aud whispered, Charles, did
you bring my beautifulf-d -g?lid you?"
"Madame, my name is not Charles,
nnd I hate dogs. I'd tail every d?d ?
d." but i?ho fell 'iliSi^gjP^" Ul* *eet"
' A bweet gTihleu iiatrerl blonde now '
took my bund. .She pressed .it gently,
saying, "Dear Albert, I know it is you.
and I am so glad to see )OU ! You won't
dance with Lizzie Smith, now, will ;
you ? N w do proinist me !" 1 said I j
wouldn't. Then she held her check ;
close to mine. It was h it with love's ,
young hnpe and pure, swoet affection.
We were very happy. None but a
wicked man would have brought sad
ness to this sweet, pure young heart?
full of confidence, warm with virgin af
fection, and benutifui with pplendid
girlish ness.
Do you ft ill love me, Albert ?" ahe whis
pered.
"Undoubtedly," I rematked.
"How much, darling ?"
"A heap."
"O, I am too happy !" she murmured,
as she twisted her lingers in my auburn
hair aud bei I me in a aweet embrace.
A Chapter on Butter.?"Why is
it my sou, that when you drop your bread
and butter, it is always on the butter
side ?"
"I don't know. It hadn't orter, had
it? The strongest side ought to be up,
aud this is tho strongest butter I have
ever seen."
"Hush?its somo of your aunt's churn
ing."
"Did she churn it, tho great lazy
thing ?"
"What, your auut?"
"No, this here butter. To make the
poor old woman churn it when it's strong
enough to chum itself."
"Hush, Zep, I've cat a great deal
worse in the most aristocratic houses."
"Well, people of rank ought le*%it
it."
"Why?"
"Cause it's ra?k butter,"
"Y'ou varmint, you ! what makes you
talk so smart t"
"Cause the butter has taken the skin
otr my tongue."
"Zcp, dou't lie ! I can't throw away
the butter."
"I'll tell you what I would do with it
?keep it to draw blisters. You ought
to see the Hies keel over as soon as they
touch it."
"Who dare spit tobacca juice on tho
florrofthis car?" savagely exclaimed a
powerfully-built passenger, as he rose
from his seut and sta ked down the aisle,
frowning defiantly upon the other pas
sengers. "I dare !" mid a burly look
ing fellow, as ho ejected a quanity of
of the noxious saliva upon tho floor of
the uial. "All right, my friend," saikl
tho first speaker, slappiug him on the
shoulder, "give us a chow of tobacco."
Stebbius Draws A Natural.
"Talking about ugly men,' jaid White
Hat, "did you know Youoglovo Stob
bins 7 You knew him, Sykes ?"
"I'll bet you," said Sykes.
"Wasn't he a screamsr ?"
"He could get away with any of 'em,"
said Sykes.
"Well," continued White Hat, "one
night me and Stebbius nud Bob Eg?ie
ston were up to Pastor's cat in' oysters,
ond after we got through I wont down to
tho bar to pay. A lot of follows woro
eating and drinking there, and talking
ubout homely men. 'I don't care what
you say,' says ono follow, 'you let Bill
Williamson work his fuco as ho pleases,
and I'll buck him agin tho three ugliest
mcu in the Union."
"How's that, Bill V* says another fel
low, looking at a tolerably plain man
with a smooth face standing by.
u 'Oh, he's fooliuV said Bill, swallow
ing bis toddy, and wiping his mouth with
his hand. There aiu't uothiu' disagree
able ubout D1C."
" 'Excuse me, geiitlcmcu,' says I, I'm
a struugcr, but is that tho mau you'ro
backing for plain fcaturos?*
" 'That's the ma",' says the first
Spokesman.
"1 turnod round and leaned ng'in the
bar, and looked at him, and says I, 'No
paint, not feathers, nor nousonsc ?"
" 'Nothing but the features that God
has given him,' say.-- another.
'? 'How much would you be willing to
waste on him ?* says I.
" 'Largely,' says he. 'Heavy ; money
talks. United .Suites promises <o pay,
aud he hauled out a big pocket-book, nud
slapped it on the cuuulcr.
'? 'Champaguo supper would be noth
ing,' says I.
'? Not a reed-bird's eye,' says he.
0 'I'm the man you'ru looking for,' I
says, and iu ten minutes wo hud a jury
tpM*atift?, .and 1 whs training djuAtbiua
for his part.
"He hauled dow'n the corners of his
mouth, rolled his eyes as if ho had a fit
and 1 led him in. But I knew in
min tit o 1 was boat. That fellow of theirs
stood iu front of tho judges, aud he
looked like a whole family of wild Aus
truliau children rolled iuto one. He
never moved a muscle, but looked with
an idiotic leer at the ceiling, aud waited
for the verdict. Tho jury didu't leave
their scats. They tuid it was a clear
and it was, nnd I walked off.
?' 'Now,' says I, 'Stebbius, yon must
do your best; we'vo got two more
chances, and 1 want you to spread your
self.'
"Stcbbins prepared himself, aud I
must say, ho was a melancholy sight.
The right side of his moustache was
stuck in his nose, and bis mouth was
screwed around until it touched the lap
pel of his left ear, and we wnlked in.
But there stood their man, aud 1 didu't
care about seeing auothor such sight.
Every hair on his head was standing
straight forward like fcuccstakcs, and
his eyes were turned in towards his nose
till yuu could see the bucks of thctu. 1
never knew how ho did it, but I hope I
may die if he hadn't swallowed his nose,
and there he stood. The opposition
gave a shout, aud I knew we was beat
again. And so we was, and went back,
feeling pretty blue.
' 'We're beat, Stcbbins,' says I, 'and
r .i....>, i._. ._i...? .1.. i.i- _m~ .
... -... - j .
but I never saw you look so well as you
do to-day.' Tom Egglcston was out of
patience 'If tho cussed fool would
stand natural,' says he, 'he'd beat 'osi
yet.' ?? V '
"The idea struck me in a minute.
'Try 'cm, Younglove,' says I. *Jusl
leave your faCO the way Heaven made it,
and let's go in.'
I "Stcbbins was practicing before the
glass, but when ho turned round and
sobered down, 1 looked at him, and tays
I, 'that's enough ! If they can beat
that lace I'm ready to pay.'
"Stebbius said it was no use, but we
led him in, iu his normal condition, and
when they looked at him they screamed. |
liven their man, who had got all his
faces into one, and who stood there'
working his cars boside, and looking like
a wagon lull of scared monkeys, got a
glimpse of Stebbius, and burst iuto s
roar. Tho judges Raid I had won, and
the dt her* side gave it up aud ?nid tho
support* *J- *' ??*?
rrr**** % * ? ?
A man is said to bo beifevoleTtt when
ho holds an uubrclla ov.ee>a duck's back,
iu a shotver of rain.
Kicked by a Aale.
Jake Johnson had a mule. There was
nothing remarkable in the mere faet of
his being the possessor of such an ani
mal, but there was something peculiar
about his mule. He?the animal?1
could kick higher, hit harder on the
slightest provocation, and net uglier than
any mule on record.
One morning, riding bia property to
market, Juke met Jim Hoggs, against
whom ho had an old but concealed
grudge. He knew Boggs' weakness lay
in bragging and bcttiug; therefore he
saluted him accordingly :
"How are you, Jim ? Fine morn
>ng.
"Hearty, squire," replied Jim. "Fino
weather. Nice mule that you have.
Will ho do to bet on Y*
"Bet on ? Guess he will that. I tell
you, Jim Boggs, he's the best mule in
this country."
"Great smash ! Is that so ?" ejacula
ted Jim.
"Solid truth, every word of it. Tell
you confidentially, Jim, I'm taking him
down for betting purposes. I bet he can
kick a fly off from auy mau without its
buriiug hiiu."
"Now, look here, squire," said Jim,
"I am not a betting character, "but I'll
bet you something on that myself."
"Jim, there's uo use; don't bet, I
dou't want to win your mouoy."
"Don't be ulaimed, squire, I'll take
such bets as them every time."
"Well, if you arc determined to bet,
I will risk a small stake?say five dol
lars-"
"All right, squire, you're my man.
But who'll he kick tho fly off? There
is uo one here but you and I. You try
it."
"No," sa^s Johnson "I have to be
by the mule* head to order him."
"Oh ! yaas," says Jim. 'TUeOpYob
ubly I'm the man. Wa'ual, I'll do it ;
but you are to bet ten against my five, if
I risk it."
"All right," quoth tho squire. "Now
tbere is a fly ou your shoulder. Stand
still." Aud 'Johnson adjusted the mule.
"Whist, Jervey," said he.
The mule raised hb- heels with suth
velocity and force that Boggs rose iu the
nir like a bird, and alighted on all fours
iu a muddy ditch, bang up against a rail
fence.
Rising, in a towering rage, he ex
claimed-? "Yaas. that is smart I I know
your d imed luulc couldn't do k. You
had that all put up. I wonldn't be
kicked like that for fifty dollars. You
can just fork over them ere stakes for it
uny way."
"Not so fast, Jim ; Jorvey did just
what I said he could; that is, kick a fly
off u man without its hurting him. You
sec, the mule is not injured by the
opcratiou. However, if you are uot sat
isfied, wo will try it again us often as you
wish."
."The deuce take you," growled Jim.
"I'd rather have a burn fall ou mo at
once than havo that critter kick mo
again. Keep the stakes, but don't say
anything about it."
And Boggs trudgod on in bitterness of
soul, murmuring to himself, "Sold, by
thunder *, and kicked by n mule I"
Twelve by the Clock.
About twenty years ago, when Frank
lin Pierce and the present Senator Chirk
tttood at the head of the Ilillsborough
bar, iu New Hftmjjliirc, there was upon
rl|ic^pbckct a celebrated suit called the
"horse case." The action Whs bought
by Sfuith ?ijnos, tho livery stable
keopcrf, against otic White, to recover
the value of a pair of horses ullegcd to
have been killed by the defendant while
conveying au insane man to the asylum
at Concord. There was plenty of proof
that the horses died soon after their ar
rival there ; hut the defendunt took the
ground that they died of disease, aud
not by being overheated, and that a Buf
ficieut t ime had beeu allowed them to
travel that distanco ?villi uaae. Tcuu it
became necessary to show the jury the
time of starting uud the lime of arrival.
Many citizens were brought forwsrd,
among them a tall, bony, slab-sided,
lanky, sleepy-lookiug fellow, who officia
ted us lustier ut the stable. Tho follow'
iug is she Mibstnnce of the coucluding
port inn of the cxaniin.isiou-:
"What time, sir, did 1 understand you
to say it was when tho horses were dr.v
on up la the stable ?" .
^Just as I was going 1o diiiufr."
"What time waata wbft? m
diene* that day?by tie eiocl f*
"Just twelve."
"To a minute, e? V
" Yea, air."
"What time was it when yew
dinner the day before ??by taw ofeefc,?*
? "Just twelve.*"
"To a minute, eir V
"Yes, sir."
"And what tmre did ye* go to Jlawc
a week previously?by the elsefc f
"Just twelve" , :
"To a minute, sir?*
"Yes, sir."
"Now, sir, wilT yon be good eaoagk I
tell the jury what time yon weal to
ner three months before the
by the clock ?"
"At twelve."
"To a minuter'
"Yea, sir."
"That is all, sir/' replied the
W iih a gleam of satisfaction on his sneer
and a glance at the jury, as much as tor
say, that man has settled his tcstiaeoayv
gentlemen.
And so all thought till, jest as he ws*
leaving the stand, he turned to his
tioncr with a curious, comical
on his face, and drawled outs
"That 'ere clock was out of kikerr I
has stopped at. twelve lor the last six
mouths."
There was a general roar. Mr. Chnrk
sat down, and the judge had to use kno
handkerchief just then.
Amateur Editors.?An amateur
who was editing a paper in the absence
of a regular editor says : The last thing;
I have any distinct recollection ef was
getting off something on the mayor of
the town. He went by old 8/kes, tho
editor, ona evening without nodding,
and I had no sooner entered Iber oflkea
than I heard ;
"Go for Muggs, give it to him hot i
knock him all to pieces, sad leave sue
shattered soul hanging to the steeple of
ths court house/'
"Bot he-"I hogaav wawa&yfcew
came close up to mc, brerUaeag a*sa\,
and says he :
Young man, go* for Blogg* I &sjtW
to part with you, but Smith offers to fill
your occupation for s dollar lass.
So I sat down to do up Muggs. By maw
was going away, and he left see to say
judgment. I wrote an ar?efti that I
thought would please the eld osea Her
positiveres?, aad it went ander a ari*
pie Wading. I was jtast ksaaiag aw- thta
paste pot ia the burglar proof anley to
keep a frooa taw rats, and I hoard ?
yelling ot> the streets, aad the oeaoe>
door came iu on me. I saw stasn, coss
ets, spots on the sun, new asosaa? aad)
'"came to" in the next town, when I
sent the following dispatch to* the old!
man :
"If you cau pay your BoacrJ bifl, ?*aj
where you are. The press ia rwssww,
the long primer is in Hardy's avotee
ponck The mailing table, tW baak
aud thus new job rack went over the
done lust evening. Tbiags asnft as they
was-. We made a big hit SO Moggly
and he retaliated powsifuwy. I have
hired out to a- quiet old farmer hers, and
I think I shan't pursue the get off bo
sinesss any further." In about two
months I got a reply, Hera wsa all that
was said : 'Young man, always to pos
itive iu your assertions
Julius, did ycr belong to der last warf
In course I did.
And was ycr wounded' ?
You'd better baliere- it?these times.
Twice in my lVat und ones in toy tohac
co-box.
And docs ye draw a pensiony JaHasf
What d'ycr as dat foolish a;uesiios)
tort Certainly I draw ? aeaston?
three plugs of tobacco a year. I wisfs
common niggers wouldn't interfere he
matters so much ?novo their crsaiut?.
A Fcss is tttr Fawif-t.??*Wal I
guess there's a little row ever to ?st
house."
"What on airth's the mattest
"Why. dad'a got drank, ssetlsrw
washin, the old cow's get a ssAJy Ss^s
got mariod and run away with the
spoons, Scth'3 swallowed a pro, and
Louis looked at the Aurora Asrix Hill
ho'fgot the delirious tmngswv Thai
ain't all of it auther. Ross spilt law
batter box and broke the pan cakes, aad
one of the Maltese kittina has g:t her
head, into the molasses eup aad I taa1>
get it out, aud oh, how hungry I ana**