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VOL. I.
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THE MAIDEN'S FIRST LOVE.
Soft as the perfumed twilight br “ze,
T:mt floits peirlv halls above ;
Was the sweet trembling voice tint first
Wo;.v in her heart th - dre-im of love.
So gentle, guileless, pure md free,
Ifer young heart owned the mystic power,
And love dreams nestled rottnu her soul
Like dew upon a sleeping flower.
Oh ! she w t beautiful, her brow
W is pur • as driven Alpine snow ;
And her ><;’, rounded cheeks were tinged
With bounty - : crimson ebbing glow.
Her locks were silken, soft nnd bright ;
And the sweet languor of her eyes
W. s like the trembling twilight star
Just paling in the quiet ski -.
Hut he who woke this soft, sweet dream,
Alas ! was false, and cold and vain ;
And u 1 not .* broken hearty
A wearv life of languid pain.
II knew she love l him, w irmly, true,
Ah ! loved him more than words tell ;
And yet he crushed her trusting heart,
And parted with a cold farewell.
tie left her in her quiet home,
To la.igui- h out a life of pain ;
He left her with the parting word
Th it they should never m •••t ag tin.
Hu: others cam uid sougui to wiu
Her from the memories of yore ;
Hut, oli 1 the young heart once betrayed,
Alas 1 alas ! would trust no more.
He wandered nc ith a brighter sky,
lu lands of beauty, wealth and art,
And won the foml impassioned love
Os many u young and noble heart;
But she. that gentle trusting one,
Too proud to murmur or complain,
Lived out a weary, weary life,
Hal never, never, breathed his name.
& >v wv'/.vral auh\.
„ nr- J V V
H£N £ Y LA WEE NCE;
VARIED SCENES OF LIFE.
A Si DM AHO DT VBBB
DY JAMB’ M. THOMPSON.
Au'fiur of !\diric Sk !ch> “ Robber Glen,”
“ l dil ’ I loom,” 44 Lioia,” Jj’c.
CHAP I Ell IV.
14 They met with spirits damped and low
A id x/iti was dad and tee.rful—
A frown was gathering on /ii* brow
ijo black and O—so fmcVul!”
“ I wUI uot leave thee thus, (, no, O, no!
Fly with me while tis not too into 1 come,
couie 1”
THE MEETING!—TIIF. RESULT.
For some* time offer receiving the
peremptory note of Michael Francis, Dr.
Lawrence continued to walk the floor.
His brows were knit, his lipd were com*
pr >m and and ii.s br id chest rose and fell
spasmodically. Hitherto he had looked
on Francis in the li ;ht of an exccntric
but true friend, and had been fluttered
that he felt proud of the contemplated
alliance with his fair ward ; hut now the j
veil was removed from his eyes and lie
flaw the man as he really was. It was a
hard struggle which was going on in the
breast of the young man ; —the struggle
between pride and love. At length Law
rence became master of his contending
emotions. His features assumed their
usual calm expression, and after a moment
of deep thought, as if revolving sonic
question carefully in his mind, he took
his hat and left the room.
Jt was yet qufte early and the sun stood
like u groat globe of lire on the brow of
•'Taylors Hidge, and fir and near Dry
\ alley smiled back the welcome rays.
The hum of the Oostanaula as it rushed
over the stones and drills near iu banks,
mingling with all the other sweet sounds
aroused by the influences of morning
smote the ear of Dr. Lawrence like the
in lancholy chaut of funeral hells, lie
walked rapidly along the ha.-as of the
green hills towards Valley Home. As
he did so, judge, reader, th various emo
tions of his soul. The dew yet sparklet
on the leaves and flowers ; the birds sang
in the brunches above, hut he noticed
them not. A weight was on his soul
hearing it down, and, despite fiw apparent
calmness, his heart beat violently. Dr.
Lawrence had never before known what
it was to Kulfer disappointment, or. to feel
the cutting /tangs of pride so deeply
wounded, lie had accustomed hiuiscli
Hover to expect too much ; and one ot
% AVccliln Journal K-Slmrtcil to literature, Arts anil Jswnrcjs, Agritnlturc, ifraqknc, &r.
his most flucred maxims was “ have few
I bosotn friends.” Disappointment, to one
living thus, is a rare thing; and whore
onus confidents are few, of course his
chances for being deceived are less
The young man walked slowly along |
the shaded path with his eyes bent on
the earth. Thoughts to which ho had :
i heretofore been a stranger were mingling
!in his brain. They were thoughts wild,
vague and uncertain—thoughts upon
which the beauties of nature’s birds, ,
brooks and flowers could make no ini
press.
As he hastened along with such self
communion, his attention was attracted
j toward a point a little to his left by the
: sound of a foot-fall, on glancing uj
1 ho saw confronting him a tall, handsome
jyouth. It did not taken second glance
! to assure I *r. Lawrence that his vis a vis
1 was, to him, an entire stranger. Only
! tor a moment stood the stranger, gazing
into the eyes of our hero, then, with a
slight bow, ho turned and disappeared in
i the woods.
; Lawrence was not a little surprised at
this, hut without giving a second thought
to it, he resumed his walk. In a few
moments ho reached a little knoll which
overlooked a beautiful spring, which
gurgled from a rent in a beetling rock,
and which had been greatly beautified by
a former owner. It now belonged to the
estate of Michael Francis. It was, indeed,
a lovely spot The brown rock hanging
above; the limpid water gurgling benath ;
the tall oaks and branching elms surround
ing it, gave the place a romantic, and
exceedingly beautiful appeavatioe. .lust
; then, however, there was something
; which attracted the attention of Dr.
I ■nvrenca yuovo than all the beauties,
inanimate, which the kind hand of nature
h i placed there. Half reclining on th<
sleep, mossy hank beside the pool, which
was at some little distance from the point
where the water issued forth, sat Annabel
Foster, pale and motionless. Her soft
i blue eyes were looking down into the
depth of the water with a steadfast
earnestness which added to the deep
despair of her countenance. Her hands,
white as parian marble, bung listlessly at
!i, r sides, and, indued, her whole look
and attitude was one of the deepest
melancholy.
Henry Lawrence gazed for some time
on the sad hut lovely face, then he advanc
ed toward the spring. .So utterly absorb
ed was the maiden with her own thoughts,
that she was not aware of the approach
of Lawrence until he stood beside Iter.
“ Annabel,” as be spoke bis voice was
calm atol passionless.
“ Henry—” and the fair girl started to
her feet. A rich glow suffused, for a
-ingle moment, the delicate cheeks ; hut
only for a moment, and then it left a
j more deadly pallor than had reigned
there before. She sank again to the
earth without another word, while Dr.
Lawrence’ stood gazing earnestly into Her
large mournful eyes. Were those eyes
: deceitful ? llis very soul an.wored nay.
lie could see the old look of tender affec
tion still there. -
“Annabel, y,:i lind*ine, 1 know you j
do!” cried Lawrence earnestly, throwing;
himself on one knee before her and Ink.
ing her lair little hands in his own.
“ Say you do !” A look of the most in
tense anguish for a moment mantled the
iiiec of Annabel, but she answered not.
“ Vou will not answer me ; —you do not
love me! o—Hod this is cliild
ish,” as be spoke, the face of Lawrence
changed, instantly, from a soft, pleading
look, to one of rigid sternness. “ I will j
strive to forget my love—”
“ Hold Henry—<>, for my sake do not j
speak so !’’ cried Annabel interrupting
him.
“ llow can I forbear when you treat
me so coldly ?” asked the young man in j
a milder tone.
“ 1 know that you know all Henry ;j
for had not my —uiy —guardian told mol
so, I would have known it by your JonksJ
He has commanded mo to —to —to del
this; hut O I it wrings my very heart 1” 1
“And is pot your love to me sttongoX
than the fear of an angry guardian ?■
iskod Lawrence bitterly. % fl
“ Vou know it is—but lie has me isl
In- power. Jie has forbidden me to
-peak with you.”
“ Hut you will not surely bow to
a mean miser's will ?”
‘•TRULY THE LIGHT IS SWEET, AND A PLEASANT THING IT IS FOR THE EYES TO BEHOLD THE SIN.”
X I*\VXAX, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY, AUG-1 ST s, ISdO.
” Vou know that 1 am yet a minor in
years.”
“ Yes, yes, but T have enough for us
both, fly with mo and we may yet be
happy!”
“ 1 love you Henry—but I will uot do
. that.”
There was something in the voice and
manner of Annabel which caused Law
renee to start, Khc spoke vehemently,
aye determinedly, lie bad never before
| seen her so rigidly stern, She continu
! ed :—-
- No —I had rather die than do wrong,
and a concealed marriage has always
seemed wrong to me. No—l will follow
the commands f my lawful guardian till
my ago of self-government is attained
and then —”
“ You will he my wife 1”
“ If you do as my guardian has ordered
and—”
“ And see you no more for four long
years 1” interrupted Lawrence in an im
ploring tone.
“ Yes,” answered Annabel firmly.
Lawrence felt that the course proposed
by Annabel was the only alternative, so
he tried to feel spirit-lightened, and with
vows of life-long constancy they parted.
It must have been a hitter thought; that
of parting for so long a time 1 Hut love
is stronger than death.
CHAPTER V.
“ I (one was the Arch Fiend in tinman shnpe
The o/hrr was a bird of the same feather —
They cnmnuineii close and held their heads
together.”
V VISITOR AT VAI.I.KY IIOMK I BROVCIIISO THK
srnjta t, and the sum. pi ot : —a tors which
FRANCIS HAD NOT BAUUAINKD FOR.
Human nature is a difficult but interest- 1
ing study. There is a wide field and a i
thorny one ever open for labor in the 1
science of “dispositions and natural bent
of mind ” to any one who has the courage
to attempt to enter it. In the most com
mon character there are traits and modes
of action to be found no where beside, and
i chequered panorama is the most simple
disposition. We never find two persons
constituted alike mentally or physically ;
yet we can see such a close proximity to
\act likeness that we are able to classify
and arrange them under separate heads.
Thus the stealthy thief who performs
his sneaking work alone, and in the dark ;
has the morose temperament, the cring
ing tread, the evasive eye and the restless
features; indeed, the very “thief-look,”
to use a common term; and you may
catch a score and each one will have these
characteristics to a greater or less extent.
We do not mean that they will be in the
least alike in personal, external appearance;
but that if you will inquire into their
habits, independent of theft, you will in
every ease find they will resemble greatly.
V man’s associations from Ihh habits and
his habits, influence, nay, rule bis con
science.
We might go on farther and delineate
the characteristics of the murderer, the
drunkard, the gambler and all the vicious
characters which infest our little world,
but it i- sufficient for our purpose to give
the habits and most striking features of
the miser. No—we will not grow tedious,
i We will not tell over what has been told
so many tunes. You have alt seen a
miser with his old wrinkled face twisted
stingily up into a net-work of dry rolls ;
with his little keen eyes cutting fiercely
about and a constant save-a-penuy work
ing about his claw-like fingers ! Yes—
you liavo all seen him j but there is
another race of misers. A race equally
u- mean as the other, but not so stingy
to si!/'! A race whose only aim is gold,
and whose only way to spend it is to
; make self comfortable, Mir haul Francis
was nearly of this class. His mdy re
! deeming trait was his wish to render what
: he considered lasting good to his ward,
Annabel Foster. Tho people of Edcnton
| called him a “ mean old miserly hog,”
and, so far as bis cleverness to them was
i Foster thrown on his liandsto protect
! and shelter as a child. This was at first
ran irksome task to Michael Francis l.sq ;
• | but the sweet, artless manners of the fair
girl made their impress on evi a his heart,
1 1 and he soon became a much attached to
| her as it was possible kn|vi.n tp be to any ,
: one. He had not trt* first opposed the j
: suit of Henry Lawrence ; lot he instantly
: saw that the two young people wore
i greatly attached to each other ; but when
’ the idea struck bill) ot marrying bis ward
to a wealthy city gentleman he at one,
determined to forbid farther companion-j
ship. We have seen how this plan has
worked, now let us go forward and watch
things about Valley Home for a while.
The visitor had arrived. Mr. .luhn|
Warner the ex-banker of Augusta bad
deposited his baggage, at thckj£p*>kevJ
House!*’and was hilUSt T elf ■ _ ~ sn -+v
I with Michael Francis, l.sq on the cnlun
ade of Valley Horn.’. lie had hail a
formal introduction to Miss Foster as an
old friend of her guardian, and Francis
was enjoying ■hiim-ejf Ini.: !y. He sat
‘opposite to his friend, mil lr e seen
how easily Warner swayed tL conversa
tion, he woulThave said, at once, that ho
s held a powerful influence over hi- host,
“ 1 say, Francis, why do you live here
iu this new corner rather than in the
city ? asked Warner during their evening
convcrsastion.
“O—l don't know, without it is he
cause it is so noisy and dusty in the oily.
1 like retirement.”
“ Pshaw! man, just think of clubs,
suppers, lectures and—and all the amu si
mails of the city. I have thought often
of the happy times we used to have to
’ gotlicr when you were an “ Attorney at
,j Law,” nnd 1 was a Veit’.’, ess'mer ; they
were happy and. lys .Hwfeu’i I”
“ Aye—-they were ; but dohn I eouldu t
take much real satisiaeiioii in that way
now, I'm too old, and he .ides 1 have hi-,
all pride in such amusements ”
“ Tut, tut, inan, you would like them
just as well ax ever, should you try tie in
again.”
“1 think not, John ; and besides 1 vu
forgotten cavils especially—that game,
you know, used to suit ii< hvst! ’
“That’s a fact, we did love cards ; hut
you’re surely mistaken about having for
forgotten seven up, that's what we used
to play get), idly,”
“ Well 1 don’t know, I hav'n’t played
in fifteen years.”
“ Well, the best way to find out is to
try,” said Warner blandly.
“ Aye, but 1 have no cards. If I had
we’d take a game just for fun —no
betting.”
“ Then we’ll have the game. T have
cards which 1 brought with me on pur
pose to amuse myself.”
“ Come in then, and we'll haven game
or two with our wine,”
So saying Michael Francis led the way
to the room which he thought most eon
venieut, and ordered a servant to bring
wine. The order was promptly obeyed
and pretty soon the friends were hand
ling cards and drinking champagne in a
merry mood. Several games were played
with various luck, and the wine was
sipped freely. Finally after an unusually
hard game whietr terminated in favor ot
Francis, Warner said :
“ Now suppose that I should bet two
hundred thousand dollars against your
land estate, and negroes here; jets sec
who'd win V • -
“ Agreed,” said Francis, and the cards
were dealt.
Each took a glass of wine before look
ing at his cards, and then the game
began.
“ Ha, ha. ha, ha ! —l’d a raked in your
money too easy 1” cried Francis as the
game came out his.
“Well, 1 didn't lose anything; hut
Michael this don't look much as if yon
had forgotten cards!”
“ Humph ! f always could beat you
Mdlta?
\
Ml
*o, I tli •unlit tlii*. cm :mi;r sli.
protticflt 1 ever saw.”
was just what Michael I’rai.ci
wished for, aii'l firing about hall
fuddled with llis stroim )>ntaturns he was
not lotilt in letting Warner know his plans.
lie told him of his having stopped the
suit of Dr. Lawrence, and of his lecture
!to Annabel, lie told him how lie had
thought what a splendid match it would
jhe Ibr his ward to marry him—John
Warner —and last of all he told him that
lie had made Annabel his heir to the ex
tent of a hundred thousand dollars, and h
! just suited John Warner; for he it known
’ ho had left Augusta on the sj-ecial err.n.
I ...
j of getting into his possession a few thou
sand of Francis’ hoarded dollars. 11
knew well how to operate, and hi”
’ brought the cards for this express purpose
i Now he saw a double chance, and he in
| tended to improve it. It would be too
j foolish a trick to let the money go —and
then Annabel was sueh ft pretty girl too
>o thought the ex-cashier. Michael
Francis, however, had no thoughts of let
ting the money go so lung ns he liu 1
but he said nothing of this.
41 llut what if the girl will not con
sent ? ” nskod Warm r.
“ By .Jove! —but she shall consent !”
answered Francis.
For a few moments Warner gazed fi\
edly iu the face of his friend; then In
said iu a low tone:
£ ‘ Don’t speak so loud, wc may he over
heard.”
No danger of that we’re alone.”
“ But Michael, what if this !■■ ‘nr •
wind of our proceedings, wouldn't it tx
asperate him?” This was ai lin a cun
Otis tone of voice ; and any one who line
seen the speaker’s faee would have seen
there marks of fear. To tell the truth,
John Warncl* was notorious as a cowan•
ftl. i. in.* VlV’ and, and the least appv.lu u
sion of n personal combat, set him int.
fits of i** u;Uii._’,
“ No-—no —no,” answerrd Francis wh,
was well acquainted with his friend's fail
ing, “ not a hit of danger of that ! ”
“ ()f his getting mad ?”
“ No- -of hi.- finding out our plans.”
“ 0 well, just so fi> don’t try to intei
sere we can work it.”
“ W t ‘/f icot ic if <my In-tc I “ cried
Francis fiercely, * By the Heavens! \m
will do it! ”
£ * But if I marry your ward how much
w ill 1 get with her ? you know I tdway
look to that!”
“ Didn t I say that Anna should in
! herit a hundred thousand ? ”
u Aye—hut that don’t come mur !”
Old Michael Francis Lap, sat, silen:
and musing, for s -me time, Presently
he said :
Well, John, I’ll say ten thousand
nowaml the other at my death. How
does that suit you ? ”
“ () - I’m easy to suit you know !”
11 Exactly: well, now for another gnine.
What say you?” “I’m agreeable:- it
your deal f believe.”
Old Francis took the cards and sat with
them in his hand for a moment as it
thinking; then lie said iu a bantering
tone :—•
44 What say you, John, to a little stake
this bout ? ”
“ Willing, perfectly willing, what shall
it be?”
“ Say—suppose that wc put up ten
thousand as that is what you get down
with the girl; I’ll put upas much against
the debt?”
“AH right, deal the cards!”
The two men were getting quite, drunk.
and their eyes looked red and fiery.
Those of Michael Francis, I'sq., wen
gloaming almost with savage anxiety.
‘i ho game was soon ended, and it ended
in favor of Mh hu< 1 Franl -j .!
Let’s double the bet for another
game!” cried the winner eagerly.
“ All light ! ” Was the Cool reply.
The game was played and ended as
before in favor of Francis.
“ Double again J” cried the greedy
winner.
“All right! goon,” returned Warner.
Had a close observer been standing by.
he could not have failed to notice the
cunning gleam which began to play about
the iueo of the ex-cashier. He had been
heating the game and now he intended t
make the spring. Jn a few moments tin
F'-FV pro in the centre of the table and
Jobik Warner had won forty thousand
dollars.
“Doublethe wager!” persisted Francis.
The game was played and Warner had
won eighty thousand.
“Double the bet!” cried Franpis.
A noth • r game was soon ended and
Warner bad won again.
“ Double it again! ”
“ Hold, Francis, that would beggar you
.-hould you lose ! ”
44 Never mind,” persisted tho other.
“ this is the last game !”
It was played and Francis lest !
44 Look you now, Francis, 1 have won
ill khi pn>sess, and you are a beggar
.Vow listen; —I will give back all 1 have ■
won if you will comply with, one emidi
ion,” said Warner in a low but firm tone ;
he knew his man.
“And what is tho oondttion?” cried
tho now sobered and Trembling Francis. ■
i’he whole truth rushed to his brain at |
mice, ami lie know all. lie had been
windled on- • more by W arner.
Tho term is this,” said Warner.
•* that you give me, as soon as 1 am mar
ried with your ward, a hundred thousand
dollars, and th it you make h r your sole
heir, and bequeath to her all your proper
ty.”
“That will be a heavy draw ou my
- state,” muttered Francis.
“ Very v\o!l if you had nitber I’d tak
all, well and good,” replied tho other.
But you -diall not take all ! I’ll cut out
your black heart Hist!” ycilal the infu
fiate Francis.
“Hold —n..t so f.i, : ! I’ve fixed for that!
I brought a man alon, with me,expressly
iradomy lighting; ami now if you just, of
r t<> resist my taking possession of this
my jnt ‘.rrfy, and do nut, at once, cithei
iccede to my proposition, or give up to
-no the full amount of tin* last wager, I’ll
nave you buried before day-light!”
“S’ death ! hi- it come to this? ”
Make your choice, sir, you sec I don’t
.Var i/t.'H, if I am u coward!” Warner
’ ti 1 tlii-v in a low deadly voice, ut the same
.ime drawing o umte and l
n- it in tin* light till it flashed murder
uisly in the eyes of Francis.
“ I 11 have to accept, your proposition,”
cplicd Francis, for he well knew that to
( (‘use would 1 . instant death from the
coward's hand, who, b ing inflamed with
wine, and having the advantage, was
really dangerous. As for the tale of his
having brought an accomplice from the
city, he knew not what to believe—-per
haps it. was true. At all events Francis
Imped to put Warner off by fair promises,
and the thought top-most m his mind
was how he should put him out of the
way. lie revolved the murderous intent
,u ills mind till it was matured, and till
ilie mode of accomplishing it was resolv
ed on.
“ Now,” said Warner, after a few mo
ments of silence, “let's have our contract
iu black and white so that no mistake
may occur ”
44 Francis cringed at tliis, but ho could
not net round it, and the agreement was
written in due form.
So much good had come of tho plnn
niu;. -us Michael Francis I.up,!
| u HE oontiner:r>.]
•* ♦-
[By Request.')
SUT LOVENGOOD’S SHIRT
av Sr. 1, np TRSSESSSK.
Tim first Person I met was “Silt,”
(:>!t ■)• no-siny; the lliawassee,) “waving
ami imivitte along in llis usual rambling,
uncertain gait, llis appearance at one,
satisfied me that something was wrong.
He had boon sick, whipped iu a free fight,
or was just outgrowing one of llis big
drunks. Hut upon this point I was soon
enlightened.
“ Why, Sut. wind's wrong now?”
“Heap's wrong; dnrn me skin if 1
aiiit most dead. Litoofl that lions, (leorge,
and take a horn, while I take two, (shale
ing that everlasting lla-k of his at me.
an’ plant yerself on tliatar’ log, tin’ I’ll
tell ye es I ken, hut it’s most beyond
tollin'. 1 reckon I’m the darmlest fool
out on I ‘taw sfept my dad, for ho acted
hosss, and I liaint dun that yet — allots
in some (rap that cudcnt ketch a sheep
I‘ll drown myself sum day, see if 1 don’t
just to stop a family dispersition to tnak,
d— d fools on themselves.”
“ llow is it, Sut, have you been heat
playing cards, or drinking, which is it ?
“ Naru one ; that can’t he did in those
parts ; hut seein’ it’s you, George, I'll toll
->u ; but 1 swar I’m shamed—rsii'k sorry
and—mad—l am.
“ Ye know I hoard* with Hill Car, at
his cabin on the mountain, and pays fu
sieli ass gets when 1 hev money, an’
when 1 hcvent any lie takes one-third
f TWO DOLLARS A YHAII
( Ixvariaui.v in Advance.
oaten me in eus.-in ; ami she that's his
wife, Hots, takes out tether two-tlerds
with the battlin’ stick, and the intrust
with her tongue, and the iutrust’g uior'n
the principal’ a heap wore. She’s the
eussedist otiian 1 ever seed any how, for
! jaw, broodin’ and pride. She cm oM a
i blister onto a hull's faee rite i . nrl
in two mini Is. Sl|e outhived ,•
,>n the river, and patterns art, ,:\
I ion she hears tell on, from busst'is vo
hritehes. (Hi! she's one of ’em, and
! sometimes she’s tvv,, or three. W ell you
i see, 1 got .'oiiic hum iiinde rottou truck tiv
, make anew shirt outeu, and eoaxed Hots
to make it, and about the time it were
dun here comes lawyer Johnson along
| and lived tern breakfus—-1 wish it had
j pizeued him, durn his hide, and 1 wonder
i it dido t, tor she cooks awful mixings
when she tries. I'm pizeu proof, my
self,'’ , holding up his flask and peeping
through it.) “or 1 ,1 been dead long ago.”
“ Well while we Were a eaten, she spied
out that his shirt was still’ an’ mighty
slick ; so she never rested till she worm'd
it outeu him that a preparation of flour
did it; and she got a few particulars
about the proceeding outeu him by
Oman's arts I don't know how sho did
it, perhaps lir does. Alter lie left, sho
ot in an’ boiled a big pot of paste nigh
onto a peek ot it. and soused in my shirt
and let it soak awhile, then she tuck it
an’ ironed it nut Hal and dry, and sot it
tip oil hi- aid o agin the cabin in the
sun. ‘I liar It stood as stiff ns a dry boss
hide, and it rattled like a sheet of iron,
it did. it were pasted together all over.
When I cum to dinner natl.iu’ wud do
hut must put it on. Well, Hots an’ me
got tlie thing open artel* some hard work,
she pulling at one of the taiis and me at
the (other, an’ 1 got into it. Durn tho
everlasting new tangled short, 1 say, 1
felt like I had crawled into uu old ho gutil
an’ hit full of pi splits; hut it wore like
lawyer Johnson’s stud it like a man,
and went to work to build Hots an
ash hopper. I worked powerful hard and
swet like a boss, and when the short got
wet it quit its huntin',
I “ .Utel Aarß. dull 1 look about four
lingers reu head, amt crawled up into tin?
union loft to take a suuze,
“ Well, when 1 waked up 1 to, n ht 1
was del, had the eh,tlery, tiir all tho
joints 1 could move vver my ankles,
wrists, knees —couldn't even move my
head, and skasoly wink my eyes—the
cussed short was pasted last onto me all
over, from the pint of the tails to the pint,
of the hroad-ax collar over my ears. It
sot to me as close as a poor eow dues to
her hide in March. 1 squirmed and
strained till I sorter got it broke at tho
shoulders and elbows, and then I dono
the dainde.-t foolish thing ever did iu
these mountains. I shuffled my britches
oil and tore loose from my hide about
two inches us the tail around, in much
p„in and tribulation. Oh! hut it did
hurt! Then 1 took up a plank outeu
the hd’t and hung my legs down through
the hole, and nailed the aidge of the front
tail to the floor before me, and the hind
tail I nailed t,i the plank wot 1 sot ou.
I unbuttoned the collar and rishamls,
raised my hands away above my head,
shut up my eyes, said grace and jumped
through to the ground flora.”
Hero Sut remarked sadly:
“ George, I'm a danuler fool than evor
dad was, boss, hornets, an’ all. l')J
drown myself sum of these days, and see
es I don't.”
“ Well, go on, Sut ; did the shirt eomo
off? ”
“ I 1 h ink it d—i—d.
I beam a noise soter like tarin a shingle
oil <>v a house at oust, and felt like my
bonus were all that reached the finer. 1
staggered to my feet and took a look at
my short. The nails had all hilt their
holt and dar it were hanging, anus down,
inside out, and us stiff tr ever. -It looks
like tin* map of Mexico just aricr i, u
of the first battles—a patch uv my hide
about the size of a dollar and a huulf
hill here ; a bunch of my liar, about the
size of a bird's nest tlinr; then sum more
-kin ; then some paste; then a little more
bar; then sk: i and so on all over tho
darned new t ingle 1, evorlnsting, internal
cuss of a short, it was a picture to look
at —an’ so was I. The hide, liar and
paste were about equally decided atweeil
mo nnd hit. Wonder what Hots, darn
her, thort wliuii she cum home and found
me missing. Spools she thinks I crawled
into a thicket and died of my wounds.
It must have shared her good, for 1 tell
you it looked like the skin of some
wild beast torn off alive, or a hag what ■
had harried a load of fresh beef froig a
shooting match.
“ Now, George, if over I ketch tjiat
lawyer Johnson out I‘ll shoot him, and il
ever all ’omaii talks about flut'nin’ a short
for mo again, dmti ii)y cvorla-tiii’ picture
■f l don't flatten her. “ Its ritfihuliou
-art hi, the biggest kind of a preuelier's
regular ritribution. Du you remember
my driving of dad through that hornet a
nest and then raoiijg us him inter tho
kreck ?”
“ Yes.”
“ Well, this is what comes of it. I'll
drown myself some of these days, see es I
lon’t —of I don't die from that awful
short. Take a horn, and dont vou try a
aticky shert as long as you live.”
NO. ’2O.