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~FIMLI ANNIVE BY F A I (Copyright, 1892, by the (Continued.) SYNOPSIS Private Mark Maohe. L. S. A., sent as spy to Chattanooga by General Thomas. saved from guerrillas by Souri Slack. Disguised as a countryman. Mark starts r Chattanooga with Jakey, Souri's broth er. Mark is to send Souri ner red hand kerchief if in peril. Mark and Jakey are giv4n shelter by Jaura Fain and her mother. Laura sus Dgh$ Mar.k .is a .Iln?onesoLdier I.n.dsgpls. CHAPTER III. A CONFEDERATE HoUSETOLD. ARK 'and Jakey trudged on. They met no one on the way, but at one part of the road running through a thick wood they saw a light in the distance to the right in the thiekest part. They halt ed for a moment and then advanedd sly. Coming to a place where d get a view of what the they saw several men t," whose horses were by, lying around the em quoth Mark. disturb these villains, more respect for Confed Unionists, they passed on t midnight they came to a rivu and Mark concluded to bivouac They turned in among the trees de the road. '"Jakey," said Mark, "before we go a -step farther, or do anything, in fact, %e must fix this raoney." He pulled his roll of bills from his 'poket. "Take off your boot," be said. Jakey pulled off his boot and handed It to his companion. Mark took a num ber of bills, and ripping out the lining. f the boot, put it back in its place with the bills under it. Smoothing it ~wn, he banded the boot back to Jaley and told him to put it on again. They took a bite of the snack Souri had prepared for them and drank from he rivulet. Then they laid down, rest -ing their heads against the .root of a 'tree. It was not long before Jakey was asleep,' and Mark'drew his head -over toward iself and laid' it against his own breast. Thus the 'two rested. 1Mark slept at intervals: Jakey with all the soundness of healthy, irresponsible boybeod. At the first sign of dawn Mark waked Jakey, and after they had both thrown the refreshing water of the rivulet over their heads they started in rch of a house, at which they de ed to "happen in" at breakfast .Fortunately they soon found ch a place. Turning Into-the gate at 'frst farmhouse, a farmer's wife. elved them kindly and gave them t for that time and country was a table meal. by their breakfast, they ed on. Various peoplecountry negroes, Confederate soldiers and ' onally a, squadron of cavalry them on the road, but they ere not questioned or interfered with any one. bout sunset they reached a large place- set .back off to the left of the Toad. The premises 'were more impos -ing than any they had yet passed, and they judged by it that they were In 'the environs of Chattanooga. The trouse was a large, square, old fash ioned building, with a very high base ent. ~In the rear were the negro rters and the barn. Mark determined to ask for food and helter for the night here. Turning to the gate. he followed a straight ed leading for perhaps a hundred rds to the house. A young girl robed a white muslin dress of a very sim e pattern, and a pink sash. stood on e veranda watching them as they me on. When they reached the steps dig up to where she stood, Mark wa pair- of black eyes looking at which, conscious of the decep he was about to practice, seemed h .m through and through. In 'as sufficiently confused to his hat to the girl with all the n'd manner of a polished gen you please, ma'am," he said, as g the dialect of a countryman, 'n my leetle brother's goen ter ttenoogy. My brother, he's walked ht smart show for sech a younker. uld y' give us some supper and a place ter sleep all night?" "You can come up here and sit down, and'I'll see." "What a musical voice," thought ark. The travelers went up onto the ve randa and sat on some wooden benches Tanged along the raiL. "Have you come far?'' asked the girl, who regarded them with evident curesity.. "From our leetle farm on the Se quatchie." '"Your brother does look tired. Are ,little boy ?'" itten dark?2" es," she said, surprised. that to do.with it?" A~yjst as. sartin," and ~~.41 q.r. RSARY WAR STOR&Y merican Press Association). Jalief's 'littIe~eyes_ gflistenea ~at The thought of a hot supper. The young lady laugheT and went into the house. "Mamma, there's a young country man and i;ds little brother out on the gallery. Tney want some supper and a bed for the night." An elderly lady, with two white puff curls on either side of her face, looed up from a book she was reading. Her appearance was dignified and refined. "The young man looks quite like a gentleman, if he iL a countryman," added the daughter. "We must be very cautious, Laura; you know how we are situated; your father and brother away and no man in the house, we can't let strangers sleep here. But they may have some thing to eat, and perhaps it might do to *t them sleep in the barn if they look right." "Where shall they have their sup per?" "Have it put on the hall'table down stairs." -- - The daughter paused a moment and thought. "Do you know, mamma, I can't ex actly feel satisfied to put the elder brother in a place given up to the servants." "What nonsense, Laura! We are tak Ing a great risk to let them into the house at alL Heaven grant that the horses are not all taken before morn ing. The man may be in league with a band of guerrillas, for all we know." The daughter withdrew, for the mo ment quite impressed witb her moth er's prudence As she sTepped out on the veranda Mark rose respectfully and stood looking into her black eyes with his blue oues Eer mother's cau tion fled away before thit honest coun tenance. "You can have some supper." she said, "if yotg care to eat it in the lower hall, and you can sleep-you-you can sleep"- - Mark was bowing his thanks. I"Would you mind sleeping in"- She paused again. "The barn? Certainly not."' "You know these are troublous times." she said apologetically, "and we are alone. I mean we haven't many men in -the house," she quickly added, conscious of ?having made known the h'ousehold's weakness to a stranger,. Mark smiled. The young lady was looking at him as he did so, and she thought he had a very charming smile. "We will sleep anywhere you choose to put us. Leastaways we ain't pur tiular." The first sentence 'was spoken in his natural way;:,the second..In dialect. Mark's manner of speaking to her was singularly mixed. "I suppose your men are fighting our battles" he remarked to relieve an awkward cause. "Papa Is away." "Have you no brothers?" "Yes, one; he is fighting for thie Con fendyou father-is he at the war?" "No; papa does not care much about the war." "Perhaps he's a Union man." "Well, yes. Papa is Union." Mark concluded to hazard a surmise. "Was he driven out?" he asked. "Not exactly," she said, with a ,frown. "He's gone north, though." She did not like to tell the whole story to a stranger, who was gradu ally getting a good deal of Information. Her father had come to Chattanooga from the north years before, where he bad married a southern woman. After the opening of the war, on ac count of his pronounced Union senti ments, he had been warned severasl times to leave, and his family were much relieved when he was well away Ifrom the danger that threatened him. "You are divided," said Mark, "as we 'are. -lNow, my leetle brother hyar's a Union boy. I'm Confed'rate." There was a pause, and the girl, re mrking that she would see about their supper, turned and went into the house. t was quite dark before supper was anounced. The mistress of the house came out, and as Mark saw her eying them both he knew that she came to have a look at them. Fortunately for him, the da4kness prevented her get ting a good view of him. Mark at once commenced to probe a mother's heart by dwelling on the tired condi tion of little Jakey, and kept it up till the lady was quite unwilling to send the boy to sleep in the barn. She in wardly resolved that the child should Ihave a comfortable bed. Jakey ate a hearty supper-the heartier for the delay-and the two wayfarers were shown up stairs to a arge room with a big bed In it A Ifew sticks were lighted on the hearth to dry the dampness, for the room had been long unused, and there was a general air of comfort. Jakey, who had never seen suc'h luxury, rolled his little eyes about and wondered. But he wa too ale waste much 'time in admiration. He was so'n'i beu and asleep. Mark took his pipe and went down to the yard to have a smoke. Going back to the barn he entered into con K IIt "sHO' NUFV. I AIN'T GWI TO TELL NO BODY. versation with an old darky sitting on a barrel by the stable door and evi dently master of the horse. "Fine night, uncle." "Yas, bery fine night, saIL" kThat's not very good tobacco you're smoking, uncle. You'd better take some o' this hyar." "Thank y', sah." "Do you hear any news, uncle" "Dan'l. My name's Dan'l, sah. No, sah; I don't git no news 'cept de so jers is getting mighty thick at Chatte noogy. "Do you know how many are there?" - "I reckon 'bout free hundred thou sand." Mark laughed. "You're not much at figures," he said. "No, sah, I ain't got no larnen." "Uncle, I shan't want anything of you while I am hyar, but you must have&somep'n to remember me by all the same," and Mark put a new crisp dollar greenback in the old man's hand. "Bress de Lo'd. you is de fines' spe cermon ob a po' white gentleman I eer had dirfacllatude ob meeten." "Well, don't spoil it all by tellen t'other hands. Keep It to yourself." "Sho' nuff. I ain't gwine to tell no body." Mark left Pnele Daniel chuckling on his barrel and strolled about the grounds. Presently he found himself walking near the front of the house. The mother and daughter sat on the veranda in the moonlight. Presently the daughter came down the steps and advanced to where Mark was loitering. "Mamma says that if you like you may-she would 'be pleased to have you come up and sit on the veranda.'' "Thank you!" Mark was about to lift his hat in his usual deferential manner, but suddenly remembered that he was not supposed to be a gen teman. He followed the gli up to the veranda, and she placed a seat for him near where-they were sitting. "Your brother'is a good deal young er than you," said the mother when Mark was seated. "Oh, yes, ma'am; he Is ten years younger." "You don't rseble each other at all. You are liht and he is dark." "So we don't Jakey is my stepbroth er, you know." "He seems to be a peculiar child." "Yas, Jakey, he is peculiar, very pe uliar, maa. "You haven't told us your name yet," said the mother. "Slack. I'm Farmer Slack's son." "How many field hands does your father own?" "Father, he don't own no niggrs at all. We're just only poor whites." "You're very frank about it," said Laura. " Waal, there ain't no use maken pur tensions." "And you go to Chattanooga tomor" row?" asked the mother. "Yas, ma'am; 1 cal'late ter do somq traden thar." "And you will return this way?" "I reckon I'll be along hyar in a feiW days." The mother arose and walked with all the stateliness of a southern high born matron Into the house. There she resuied the book she had been reading earlier In the evening. Mark had kept up his assumed char actor very well during her presence. Now that he was left alone with the daughter he was put to a' much se verer test. He had been so used from his childhood to meet a refined bear ing with one equally refined that he found it difficult to avoid doing so "Don't you love to look at the stars. Mr. Slack?" asked the young lady. "Waal, yas, Miss" "My name is Laura Fain." "I hey always been fond o' the sci nce of"- He paused: he suddenly re membered that poor "white trash" were not usually versed in any of the sciences. "Astronomy," she supplied. "Waal, yas." "How did you come to learn astron omy?". "Oh, I don't know nothen 'bout It," he said quickly. "I hearn a man at Jasper talken onct. He said a heap o' quar things." "What bright star Is that?' pointing. "VaneusTreaion." "I wonder oW far it is from us?" she said musingly. "Venus? Why. Venus is sixty-eight millions of miles, I reckon." "I happen to know that's a correct answer." Mark suddenly became conscious of having forgotten himself. He recol lected his critical position and resolved to proceed with greater care. "How far is the moon?" asked Miss Fain. "The moon's a hundred million miles. I reckon." "Oh, no. You're far out of the way there. It's only about two .hundred an forty thousand miles." "Waal, now!" exclaimed Mark in well feigned surprise. She looked searchingly at him, but Mark looked as if he had simply re ceived an interesting piece of informa tion.I "Do you like poetry?"' she asked. changing the subject. "Some'at." "My favorite poet is Tennyson. Is he yours too?" This was dangerous ground for Mark. He had a special- fondness for poetry, and was more likely to betray himself on this than on any other subject. "No," he said; "I love Shelley best." "Why; Mr. Slack, how can you un derstand Shelley? I can't." "Waal, he is kinder obscurelike." "Do you remember any of his poems? If you do I would like to hear you re peat it." "Waal, I mought give you a few lines of the 'Ode to the Spirit 0' Na ture.'" - "Please do." Mark would have done well to let the "Ode to the Spirit of Nature" alone; but with a beautiful girl beside him. the half moon sinking In the west and all nature in repose, he momentarily forgot his assumed charactefentirely. Suddenly he awoke to the conscious ness of having given the whole poem in his natural tone and with his ordi nary accent. "Mr. Slack," said his listener when he had finished, "did you learn that from a man in Jasper?" "No-no-l-waal," he stamWnered,"I read it In a book." He stole a glance at his companion, but failed to detect any unusual ex pression on her face. He took courage. "What do you raise on your planta tion?" she- asked. "Oh, we put in some potatoes and corn and straw this year.'" "Straw?" "No, no;- not straw." Mark was as little conversant with the farmer's art as be was familiar with the poets. "I mean hay." The girl looked at him and smiled. "The wheat was all gotten in early this summer, I am told," she remarked casually. "Yas, we got in ourn early. We jest fnished up before I kem away." "Why, Mr. Slack!" Mark knew that he had blundered again. "Wheat isgathered in July," she in. formed thle young farmer. "I mean the corn," he said mildly. "The corn comes later. It ils ripen Ing now." Mark felt It was all up with him so far as deceiving Miss Fain as to his being a farmer, but he struck out boldly to undo some of the mischief. "WaaL you see, Miss Fain, to tell the whole truth, dad he don't reckon much on my farmen. He says I oughter be a perfessor or somep'n o' that sort." ' "A gentleman. for instance."I Mark made no reply. For the first time he detected Irony In her tone. "Mr. Slack-if that Is really your name, which I don't believe-you ape certainly not -very complimentary to my sense of perception." "How so?" "In trying to mak.e me think you are ot an educated gentleman." Mark saw the futility of keeping dp the sham with5 Miss Laura Fain any longer. He resolved to give her so much of his confidence as was neces sary to keep her from betraying him. - "I will be frank with you. I am not what I have pretended. but I am not here to injure you or yours." "Are-you a Union man?" "Yes." "A northerner?" "Yesi but let that suffice. You would regret it if I should confide anything more to you. Yet from this brief Inter view I have learned to trust you suffi ciently to place my life in your keep ing." She thought a moment A faint shud der passed over her. "I don't want to know your secret." "Will you tell your mother what you have discovered?" asked Mark anx ously.I "Not for worlds." "You suspect"- He paused and looked at her inqui.ringly. "Yes, yes. Don't say any more. Don't breathes another word. Only go away from here as soon as possible." "I shall go tomorrow morning. I shall always hold you in grateful re membrance. ~You are a splendid-at loely woman. I owe you"-I "Yes, yes; go-go, early." She rose and went into the house. n a few minutes a colored boy came out and told Mark that he would show him to his room. As Mark had been there before, he -knew this meant that he was expected to retire for the night. As he went by the parlor he glanced! in.. The mother sat by a lamp on a "center table" reading. Miss Fain's face was also bent over a book. it was white as the margin of the page she pretended to rad (To be continued). * * LODGE DIRECTORY. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Wo*dmen of the World. Maple Camp, No. 437, W. 0. W., meets every first and third Wednes day evering at 7.45 o'clock. VIlit. ing brethren are cordially welcome. D. D. Darby, Clerk. T Burton, C. C. Newberry Camp, No. 542, V j. W., meets every second and fourth Wed nesday night in Klettner's Hall, at 8 o'clock. - 0. 0. Smith, C. C. J. J. Hitt, Clerk. Amity Lodge, No. 87, A. F. I. Amity Lodge, No. '87, A. F. M., meets every first Monday night at 8 o'clock in Masonic Hall. Visiting brethren cordially Invited. Geo. S. Mower, W. M. J. W. Earhardt, Sec. Signet Chapter, No. 18, . A. . Signet Chapter, No. 18, R. .A. M, meets every second Monday night at 8 o'clock in Masonic Hall. Fred. H. Dominick, E. H. P. Harry W. Dominick, Sec. Bergell Tribe, No. 24, L 0. . I. Bergell Tribe, No. 24, . 0. M., meets every other Thursday night at 8 o'clock at Klettzer's Hall. 0. Klettner, C. R. J. H. Baxter, Sachem. Cateechee Connil, No. 4, D. of P. L 0. I. . Meets every Tuesday night at 8 eclock. ,0. Klettner, R. C. Columbia, Newberry h Laurens B. L Schedule In effect October 6, 1910 Subject to change without notice. schedules indicated are not guaran teed: A. C. L. 52. 53. Lv. Charleston.. ... 6.10am 10.00pm Lv. Sumter... ... 9.41am 6.20pm C., N. & L. Lv. Columbia.... ..11.15am 4.55pm Lv. Prosperity. 12.42pm- 3.349 Lv. Newberry.. .. .12.56pm 3.20pm Lv. Clinton...... .1.50pm (2.35pm Lv. Laurens.. ....2.35pm 2.12pm, - C.& W. C. Ar. Greenville. . .. ~4.00pm 12.20pm Ar. Spartanburg. . 4.05pm 12.20pm 8.A. L. Ar. Abbeville .. .. 3.55pm 1.02pm Ar. Greenwood.. .. 3.27pm. 1.33pm Ar. Athens..... .... 6.05pm 10.30amn Ar. Atlanta....... 8.45pm 8.00am . A. C. L. 54. 55. Lv. Columbia.... .. 5.00pm 11.15am Lv. Prosperity... .. 6.26pm 9.50am Lv. Newberry.. ... 64.4pm 9.32am Lv. .Clinton.... ..~ 7.35pm 8.44am Lv. Laurens.. .... 7.55pm 8.20am C. &W. Ci Ar. Greenville ... 9 '30pm 7.00am 8. A. L Ar. Greenwooa. . 2.28am 2.38am Ar. Abbeville.... .. 2.56am 2.OSam Ar. Athens....... 5.04am 11.5/pm Ar. Atlanta.. .... 7.15am 9.5,5pm Nos. 52 and 53 arrIve and depart !rom Union Station, Columbia, daily, mnd run' throtfgh between Charleston und Greenville. 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