Georgia Historic Newspapers

    THE WEEKLY CONSTITUTION. ATLANTA. GA.. TUESDAY AUGUST 26 1884. TWELVE PAGES.
BETSY HAMILTON. '
A SKETCH OF LIFE IN THE BACK-
WOODS.
St is Apple Fctllas Time With Betsy's Folks end
They Vs Ire s FroUa of It-8 he Telfi Whet
They Talked About While They Bet
end Dried the Apples, Etc., Etc.
Thar's nothin* like milkin'a frolic out???n
jour work. I have saw folks put off a job of
work, and put it off, and study about it, anil
dread it tel it would make 'em plum sick;
when, if they would jilt go ???long nod do it, it
would l>c done and otPu ther mind and hands
too. We???uns had been to eampmeetin', and a
frolicking around so long, when wo got home
our* woriJfcran a staring of us in tbo face.
Gwine away from home spiles a body tumble
and turns ???em agin work. The ground was
kivered with apples wailin' to be dried. Me,
and maw, and Sister FJuridy Tcnnysy,
and Cousin Fink ail dread;*!
to git at it, and so we sot
around two or three days otter wo got back
from eampmeetin a waitin for the apple* to
cut and dry thcrsclvcs. I seed they wouldn???t,
bo I turned in and axed all the neighbor gal*
and some of the boys, and we wheeled in and
made a big frolic of it and got all our apple*
dried and had a power of fun betides. "I
bound for you, Bets honey," soys pap; "you???ll
have your fun if its a gwine, and git your
work done too???that???s right," says he, and tuck
a scat on the battin Iftuich and let in to
helpin us gals peel apples. Wo was
all a settin around the wash place
at the spring 'ouse under the shade of
them big wateronks,and the woshtubn was pilin
full of apples; Buddy and the bogy toted 'cm up
from the orchard. Fop ho had made us some
old fashion driers out???n boards, nnd we soon
bad ???nn plum full and in the sun. We made
a power of luss a Inughin and a tnlkin and a
singin, but we cut apples in a burry???we m??d i
the knives liy. Homo folks can't work and
talk at the same timp, some can work better:
and pome can work faster If they sing. I
August???who ever beam of sich a thing as ice
in August?" "And tbeyturned him out," soys
psp, "not for gittin drunk, but for lyin'."
"And they done plum right," says old Miss
Green, sticking her knife in n fresh apple.
Then Zock he lowed: *,Why, I've seed plenty
of ice in August, nnd in July too. I've been
whor they make it nnd haul it off ami sell it
by the waegin load." "That???s right, Zackie,"
says old Miss Freshboars, winking at old Miss
Green, "tell o big'n while you are at it," and
they l??oth drapt ther apples nnd throwod up
<h( r hands. Then it pea red like Zack jist
tried liisscf, to sec what nil he could toll, and
when he lowed lie went over two hundred
mile in a day they nudged one another, then
when he lowed he talked through the tele
phone to a man over three hundred miles off
and beam every word he said, they was
amazed nnd looked??? at Zack pine blank like
they thought he was on the broad road to tor
ment. "Look n hero, Zackie," says old Miss
Green, "you hadn???t ought to talk that n way.
I've ki.owed you ever sense you was born,nnd
your maw???and she was a good
MIRANDA.
Christian
prettiest
omnn???and
spc-ance
she
the
give
that was
when * she jined
end I know in reason ef she
from perry-dise to-day she would hate to hear
give
Dig Bethel
uld look hock
dont believe them niggers over ??? iu
old man fiingieton's field could work a
lick without singin; when you hear
the singin stop you may know they???re tuck
out and unit plowing.
Old Miss Green and old Miss Freahours and
niawr and Aunt Nancy had 'em a tub of apples
all to thcrsclvts. Aunt Nancy and maw was a
telliu of ???em about the eampincetiug, what
good, old-fashion singin they had down thnr
???and what a sight of good Tittles they had to
cat and aII, and obi Miss Freshonrs lowed
???ha had dremp it ever bit, and then old Miss
Green got off on to the Gross It ads church
and the new orgon nnd lowed: "I don???t
tako no intrust in gwino thar
now sense thty'vo got that thar
worldly-minded instrument up thar, It drowns
out all the words, and you rnu???t follow ???em to
???avn your life, and they???ve got so it makes
'em mad if you try to jino in and hop ???em
aing. Me and sister Strong has done tu.*k
our names otr in the church hook." They say
that orgin draws a crowd thnr every Sunday,
anys old Miss Freshours. "Nathan Allen, ho
sings hasp, and Mnlindy the ting the trihidc,
ami Arminty the tenor, nnd thoy???vogot so
???tuck up some of ???em don???t want no shouting
S wine on. They mought hatb kuowed sister
trong wouldn???t stay in no sich a church. I
dreamt she tuck her uuino oil', tho Sunday
afore she done it." Then old Mins Green
lowed i "Nancy Singleton plays on it, and a
heap of 'em don???t speak to her on account ol
Jt. The Beasleys is all mod bekoae they didn???t
ax Miss Bunch Hensley to ploy on it, and the
llobbscs is all mad too knse they didn???t u.<
Blssy Ilcbbs???old man Hobbs lowod ho had
paid out enough money on 81ssy to learn it
and she could paw it and ciuw It too good m
airy Hingletou, or Benaly airy one." ???I
learn," tayt aunt Ifnncy "that thoy had been
a turnin' out seine of the members up thur for
daucin'." "Yes/??? says old bliss Green, "they
turned out a wholo bench
full thnr last mooting day
"I believe Tin old fashion hiines, aim went
,????n, "whor all hands ran jiuoin and sing alike
and ohtt aiut a tryin tp out do (other by one
???ingin fine and tntlier coarse, that???s tho way it
was fore that ar organ was foteh thnr???ah I
law 1 dont sco wliut the world is n eotnin too
th* y say thcro has been a terrible yeth quake
hero of Into sonie'rs, and I dont wonder at it."
??????Have yon'uns henrn about all that water
oler yonder at Himin'hanT' says old
Mi??* Freshmirs, "I henrn the men folk*
?? rradin of it out???n tho paper
about 'em findin' a river under tho ground
right under tho town, they say n 'ontnit drapt
lier water bucket in and thought she???d never
aco it agin but it come out way ynndcr at hither
end, and they say land is so sluice nnd high
they are gwine undor thnr nnd build house*
on the river." "Well, well." says old Miss
Green, "they must bo pushed ef they've como
to that."
The boys pressed elder out???n some of tho
apples and filled up tho jugs nnd sot ???em in
tho apring 'ouse, and then come on and hope
tia pod apples. Zack Singleton was with
???cm; he???s been ??? away off to Texas
aid to New Orlcaua and
all them places, and he loves to hoar liisscf
talk and to hrag about what all he has seed,
oi.*l whor all he???a been, mil atter ho tuck a
???cat thar wasn't much more work dona; the
f alo would set with a apple in one hand an I
nife in tether, nnd listen and watch Z.tek.
He-Mil one tale atter tother, nnd wo'uns didn't
know whether ther was airy word of truth in
any of it or no. I know iu reason old Miss
Green never believed imiry word ho snid. lie
???lowed whnr ho had boon they had a machine
for peelin??? and euttin??? apples and another ono
to dry 'em in, and the sun didn't have to tote'i
???cm. "W-a-a-1, wul," says old Miss Green, "if
theyfdou???t turn yuunut'ii the church taint bo
kate they lindi/t orter."
"They don???t turn 'em out for tyiux, Miss
Green," soys Zack, ???they keep me iu because
1 don???t dance." (Kasc his feet is too big
dance, whispered Calcdony.) "You see
don't dance," says he. "lean lio a* much i
I please, they don't turn ???eht out for lying."
"They turned old Thigler Thompson oat for
in*," says pap. "How???s that, squire?" says
Iky Robinson. ???Why old Thigler Thompson
Went to town and got drunk," says pan, ???and
tin- tiiruibera ha*l him up iu meclin???that was
c.ver in Georgy whnr 1 t
ft* ui t he was the preacher and
???xed him what he had to say for his set, att'l
ho ris in the pulpit and told ???em that bo w*i
Willin to make acknowledge-menu and to *n\
that he was sorry???and went on to toll boa
he rente to take too much. ???Brethren," sa\??
he, ???I reckon I wouldn???t have tuck t.??.?? much,
but it was a* hcl day in August and ( was
nu nitrous dry and thirsty and they fixed it
up swtet oud drapt a big lump or lee in it,
???*'d 1 know in reason that any of you???un*
Would have di-ne likewise, it was so c'* ??? ???
K t to drinktn and couldn???t atop
e comcquinehes was 1 got tight."
Then he ex* d if any of the brothering Uni
anything to -uv agin loopin' his name on the
hook. One old fcl.'rr bud sot ami listened with
his elu wo ru bis knees am! his chin in tho
warn of his hand, end hadn't lost a wool; ha
ria rud lowed: ???Blethering. I hain???t in tho
habits of hearing my own video in public, but
this i?? one of the occasions when I???m b^und to
???peak. Yen'tins is all beam what 1'arson
Thigler Thompson had to say iu defence of
his tilf for (akin* of sperrits, and a takin???
too much and it a ruakiu* of
him diut.k and a on-fitten of him for his min-
???tnl dntiis, and
Zackie a tollin' of such on-reasonablo
mi-racklus tides. Incase, I knows you air
mircbcc-vious pud don???t mean no harm."
"No, I don???t mean uny harm???not a grain of
boim," coy* Zack throwing a red apple peel
ing over his load nnd on the groin id at my
f??*t. It made the letter B. ???Jist look at
BtUy's face!??? says Calcdony.
Bktsv Hamilton.
UNCLE FtEMUS.
The I'uu niul Philosophy of the Olil Home???
liter Jack's Story.
All this talk about Ifnwks and Buzzard.* ev
idently reminded Daddy Jack of another story.
He began to shake his head and mumble to
himself; and, finally, Vrhen he looked around
and found that ha had attracted tho attention
of the little company, he rubbed his chin ami
grinned until his yellow teeth shone in tho
fire-light like those of some wild animal,
while his small eyes glistened under thoV
heavy lids with a suggestion of cunning not
uniiiixed with ferocity.
"Talk it out, Brer Jock," said Uncle Remus;
"talk it out. All nex* week we'll be a fixiti???
up 'bout Chris'nius. Mrs. Jccms, he???s a coin
in??? up, cn Miss Sally *11 have lots cr yuthor
com'ny. Tlldy yer, aim'll be busy, cn dish
yer little chop, he wont liavo no time fer ter
be si ltin' up wid do ole niggers, cn BisTeinpy,
she'll have 'cr linn's full, cn ole Remus, he???ll
bon pirootin' ???roun??? huntin' fer dut w'at he
kin pick up. Time's a pasaiu???, Rrcr Jack, cn
we alter pnssiu??? wid it. Dcs whirl in cn gin
us *le upshot cr w???nt you got in yo' min'."
"Entyl" exclaimed Daddy Jack, by way of
approval.??? "Ono time dey bin two bud. Olio
Lin rma???t bud; ??Jn turrer, 'o bin loot hud. Day
bin lif in da sem couutrec; dey bin uso in da
sem sw'oinp. Du snrn???t bud, ???** is bin come
'pen da fool bud; ???c bin tnlilk. 'E bin say:
"Kit you long iu da *lcg, youdoep in do
craw. You bin'tau* well; you bin las??? long
tcm.'
"Fool bu*l, ????? look proud, 'o ;oss ????? head, 'K
say:
"Me no mekky no brag.'
"Sma't bud, ???esny;
"Lets we try sco fer how long tnm wo la kin
go Mout little un drink.*
"Foo bud *c'tretch ????? neck, 'o toss ???o head;
*o say: ???
"AU-a right; nio beat-a you nil day obry
day. Me beat-a you all da Him.'
"Sma???t bud, 'e soy:
"Ef you tin *greo wit'dis, lca?? wo tek wo
place. You git 'pou da ereek-side un t??kky
cue Fio???n, I git '|*on da troo y-up dey, un tokky
nurrer ho???u. Lcm wo *U;>??? dey-doy tell wo *
see how long tom wo is kin do ???dont bittlo un
drinff. Wun 1 blow ???pou mo ho???ii dun you
blow 'poll you??? ho???ii fer answer mo; mo blow,
you blow, dun wo boto blow.'
"Fc*d bud walk ???bout big; 'o aay:
"Mo wilt do um l???
"NexJ day morn In' eo mo. Da sma't bud
bin tekkv one ho???n un tly 'pou da treo. Do
col bud Lin tokky ono nurrer ho???n un sot by
fn crik-sidc. Dev bin sta???t in for stnrf ??loy
ae???f. Fn loci bud, 'estay by da crik-sido- wey
dey bin no???n ???tali for eat; 'o no kin fin* no bit-
tie dey-dey. Bma't bud git in da tree wey da
y-ant un da bug swn'ni in da bark plenty. 'E
jdrk dem ant, 'e y-ent deni nut; V pick deni
bug, 'e r-cat dem bug. 'E pick tell *
1 fall; 1 ' * *
Eeacon Tiffany's Homestead Awaits Miranda's Ha-
turn from Bchcol???What Made Mi raids Un-
bsppj, and Bow Bba Confessed to the
Deacon Wbat Troubled Bar, Etc.
It was a sunny evening in June,on*l Romu
lus Corners looked its best. Not that its best
was Anything to boast ol, tor it wos not much
of a piece, consisting only of a dozen oMo
straggling houses, two "general stores" and it
meetinghouse on the line ol the Boahawa and
8t. I'aul railway. All the building* were of
wood, and most of them were painted a dark
nnd hideous brown, though here and there a
vnranda of vivid green or a brilliant blue door
step marked the dwelling of some unusally
ambitious Corner. All the dwellers at tho
Corners ogrecd tbatold Deacon Tiffany???s house
was "the smartest in the lot," and this cer
tainly could not be denied; it stood on a small
piece of rising ground overlooking the railway
track, a somewhat conspicuous position,
where the eleven different colors which orna
mented its front could not fail to be observed
of all travelers. These eleven colors were the
pride of the deacon's heart; he would stand
by the hour mid contemplate with placid sat
isfaction and modest pride the green nnd yel
low stripes of the veranda, the s!atc T colored
cornice, or beat of a JJ. tho gorgeous new bow-
window "to M iranda???s room." Tho deacon cer
tainly had, os was said admiringly at the Cor
ners, "an eye for color " Even his beehives
were all painted, either yellow or blue, and
instead oi being clustered together in*a corner,
as is generally tho case, were scattered pro-
miaeously about his garden, according to nn
entirely new and original plan conceived by
their owner, to whom their appearance afford
ed the keenest satisfaction. It was his great
est pleasure in life to stand at the gate ot a
summer evening, attired in a stripped
flannel shirt, a palm leaf hat and a pair
of trousers depending on tbo apparently
???!???P ort , . of one suspender,
???tr??l do tin, aad pastnrmt business well.yoi
all krowt that them cireumcctisas i* agatl
him, and enough in all reason to have hit
Dome as it stair abstracted front the church
book and him enfranchised from the pulpit,
hut for nil of which I * Ob worthy member, an*
t lum willin to furgit and furjjive, but when
??? ccrue to addin of lyin to drub km***, as jt
wur, 1 move, bo thering, ??? w* turns him
cut and git us another pasture to
fill the pulpit. I refer*, brother-
lug, not to the sweetening nor the water
that was in them sperrits. but to that lump of
Ice, that he lowed was timid in; now, brether-
Ing. you???uns all hearn hint say it was Aux???ist
aim that tlry drapt a lump of ic in them
???pen!I???ice, hretbering???take notice???ice in
, ho feel berry good.
"Fool bud, ???e down by da crlk side. *fi set
down, *o come tire???; *e ???tan??? up, 'ecomo tire???;
'e walk 'bout, 'o come tiro???. 'E ???tan' ???pou o
lex, he ???tan??? 'pon turrer; 'o pit 'o head nee I
wing; still he coma tire*. Bma't hud shod
y-eyo; *o (eel b*??rry good. Wun *o come
liongry,???o pick ant,???e pick bug, toll *e hnb
plenty, tozo dinner time* ???e pick up 'o ho'u, 'o
toot um strong???
???Tay-tajr, tenando wauzntido wancauze!'
"Fcol bud craw bln empty, but ???c hnb wl*
'E tekky do bo*n, 'e blow berry well; ho n??ck
uui say:
"Tay tny teuando waiuando olamlul???
"Hina???l bud pick ant plenty; 'o git lull up.
'E wati tellmos'tose sundown; '?? blow 'pou
da ho???n???
???Tny-tny teuando watizando wancanzo!'
"Fool bud mok answer, but ???e come weak,
'e yent liab cat nuttlu??? 'tall. 8*>on lies??? day
morn in??? sma???t bud tek ???*?? ho'n uu to*??t um. ???E
done bin eat, ???e done bin drink dewon da leaf.
Find bud, 'etoot um ho???n, 'e toot um slow.
"Dinner-time, sma't bud bin tek 'o ho'n i
bh w; ???c yctit bin turnkey no???n 'lull; ???o hub
good feel in???. 'Find bud toot um lio???n;???e t<
um slow. Night tarn come, ???*?? no toot um no
mo'. Fma???t bud como down, 'e tin??? um done
gone dead.
tWatch dem VeitfUI folks; ???e biu do you
bad."
Next week, ???Ou> Bootiiku TxaiuriM Gkts Soxr
Fis
t'Bpyrlght, 1SS3.
??? ??????-??????
Hehurxnnil Kelly.
???1 ws* walking up Broadway," said CarlBchurs
ot a rveent dinner In New York, ???when I saw a
goi\J looking, massively built man comtua to
ward in*. I knew who it was at ouce, though I
had never been iu his actual presence before. I
ecuTfi not help smiling at the excellence ot this
gtntUuieir* llkciies*, aa portrayed by thocarica-
turbta. But evidently he rvcoKiitsi'd me troni the
many amusing plctuica which have been dr.iwn
of me. for bt* fare was, like mine, * n the ftsll crin.
We kiirw e*eh other at onee! We hvt b'en phto-
itally Intwvluced. Wo both biu<!i^??.stia??ilHn*???-
c.nG.v tout bed our hat* and p.u*ed uu." The oth
er man was John Kelly.
C'uutUn???t Cnteti O i,
???1 wonder why MU* LapovordiJ not apmk t>
me." muttered Mike to Plunkett, n* a youug UdF
\ta??bul by. ???She hasn???t seen t:i tome time,
thtUKh, ami I gue^i*he t??l!v*l t<?? womts* u??e."
. ar.d then there???s your r.cw luiMtnehe,
tro,??? answered Plunkett, Rtstug eoutemptaotuly
t a bhtckytrrak that was Just appearing under
the younsXer???s nose.
???That???s It," smiled Mike deltgUtcdly; *???ahe
'ouldn???t catch op to this muntaohe.???
???And no one else c*n," blandly replied l*Junk
tt, "unh??a tlwy went carvfully to work with a
j alrcf pincers."
FurlyTwu Snakes at On* Clip.
From tho Washington. Ga., Gazette.
Mr. E. Y. Rill killed forty-two snakes at
ie shot on hia farm near town last Monday.
A??highland mnecasion had awalIowc>i iu
forty-one young cues fer protection, and at
me *hot Mr. Hill killed tha old one and lAuit
eftbe young ones, finishing up those not
quite %l??ad with a stick. The little snake*
were alt ul the length of a pen staff.
frail
luxuriously/,molting long-,teimne"J???7i.ru???
col. jj.po, and .rontomjilnting with inno
cent nt.a profound admiration hi, many-colored
domicile and it, ,urrounding beehives. Tho
nrospprt miglit have hcon ,lightly marred lor
home |ieoplo by the eflcot of Mr,. Tiffany'
"washing,," which were invariably in full
view on either aid o of the hot mo???it was a
peculiarity of Mrs. Tiffany???s always to have
something "on the line," But the deacon
nln???t mind; on tho contrary, ho rather
joyed the sight of a few lilac calico gowns
"sising-sun" 'counterpanes ilamiing in tho
breeze. "It kinder brightens things up, yo
sec," he used to say. But fond ns he was of
bright colors, and generously as he had been
able to gratify his taste, it did ono???* heart good
to see how careful tho deacon was of his loss
fortunate neighbors'feelings.
Miranda had been away for four years. First
at school in a far-distant eastern city, and
then without coining home sho wont away to
Europe for n year, partly as governess to the
two little sisters of n former schoolmate, part-
[y o* companion to their fussy invalid mother.
M rs. Tiffany strongly disapproved of these pro-
rieding*. Hhe was not Miranda's own mother,
nnd naturally her own girls, Ag and Liz, took
precedence in her eyes. She "didn???t see why
that pcec-faecd Mirandy should havo all the
)>i ok-lamin??? and (ravelin' thar was goin???."
But on this point the deacon, usually mild nnd
yielding, had been firm and loyal to tho mem
ory of his first wife, tho pretty, gentle eastern
girl, whoso "book-lamin???" had been almost
her only consolation In the pino 'solitudes of
Romulus, and who had begged of him "not
to let Miranda grow up west." And the dea-
eou had promised and bravely kept his word,
in spRc of the scoldings and Jachryntojc com-
pluinings of Mrs. Tiffany the second and her
girls.
Twice during tho four years did the deacon
visit her ot school, and now nt lag! Miranda
is cc ming home. It is the Mth of June, and
she is to sail for America the bit lb nnd tho
deacon stands at tho gate and let| fa if afpo out
half a dozen times as ho thinks of hit'"little-
fin V??? ????d Wonders how sho 'Vill like tbe new
paper iu her room, and whether ??thet thar
mosqulty-curtoin hadn't oughtcrabceu bluo
instiad o??? pink."
Far away in tho smoke and noisoif London
MJrnmJa i* parting with FitzgeruM.-
"You know," ho says, "1 shall bf back in
New York next year, probably for good???and
then I shall pay a visit to???whnf is it?"???
smiling, "Remus?"???no, Romnlu*, Jind carry
jou off like 'the knight in tho fairy tale, 'l
"You won???t like it???Romulus I mean"???she
answers, tho corners of her mouth trembling,
"it???it is so different???I bate it?" With quiidc
i>at>flion, "and yet," dropping her voice, "I
hate myself more for feeling so. O, help mo,
help me to bear it alll???t she cries sudiumly,
turning to him with a piteous little gesture. lie
soothes fcTr half impatiently???i* it nshado of
annoyance which crosses his face? And then,
"You must be brave, Miranda," he says. Sho
moves away from him, pushing the hair buck
from her fort head and looking up steadily.
"Yes," she answers, "I will bo brave nnd pa
tient." Then presently, ns if longing to bo
a?? mi red. "You???you will come; 1 know you
will," with a little break in the voice sho tries
to keen to steady. "Of course," ho *r.y#, light
ly. Bne looks nt him half ivomleriugly. Thk
narting which is so terriblo to her, can it bo
but a small thine to him?
A dreadful feeling or doubt and loneliness
comes over her. She turns to tho window iu
dumb agony nnd gazes into tho crowded street,
r itxgerald paces the room for a few moments,
Then lie comes up to her, "Miranda," ho
JVb ???Jhj* ?????*'t ??>1 thing is awful, you know,
w e bad far better cut it short." Ho takes
both her hands. Bho is quite calm and pas-
sivwttow. It seems to her that all feeling
has left her*. Through intense suffering she
has almost passed into unconsciousness of
pain; her face is white and still. Fit*
gerald looks at her curiously,
"Miriml,, li.t.ii," ho ???oy. ffoutly:
"wo con writo, you know.??? A littlo olonm of
v.g.riiM. MHO. over her loco. "Ye??,"cbo an-
??wcr??. ???I hod not thought of thnl.??? Thou
Jho ilronjo, cold .pdlhy rtturni, Sho leUhim
hold her in hio ??rnit and preia hi. Him upon
h,r trow without .ion or word'. Slie heor.
him say that lie "will surely come nextveur."
P - .. -- , , ourelycomo next year,'
.lie iceo tho ponied look with which ho re
cord. her, rho my. "go,??l-by" iu an o<ld,
hord lort of vcOe, whieli mind, .trange to her
own ear., and then???it i. ail over and .ha ia
alone.
???
A littlo more than two week, later the dea-
rcn.tand. on the little wooden platform of
llemulu. Station waitiug for an incoming ex-
pre,. train. Ilia acanty gray lock, aro combed
carefully over hi. .un-browned nockj nud
paln.-lraf hot ha. been discarded in favor ol a
very .tiff, very high, very uncomfortable bear-
the one lu.pender i. hidden by a Sunday
at ef .uiwrnatural blaekneo. and ahinine...
Alte,ether the deacon t, "gotten up .mart" ac
cording to Mr.. Tiffany, who ha, unorUd ron-
t. niptuou.lv it tha Id.a of ???all thi. fu?? bein'
made for that Mirandy.??? Jlr,. Tiffany, how-
,ver, i. iu a high state of .uppre??..->t excite
ment hercelf, a. are alto tho girl,. Ag ha.
|ureha,.d Ihegayoat bonnet to be had at the
IVmer. (blue >atm and yellow feathers), with
theespr,.. and deel.rcl puriewe of "takin'
therhiceout of Mirandv*. lurriu* Akin's,"
and Li. ha. .pent the greater jiart or three
doyo in perfecting a certain wonderful ar-
rangenu r.tor her molasaea eandv colored looks,
which arrangement is 'declared by
mr friend. Miss Fricc, who has
lat* ly visited Chicago, to be the
??????latest Kurorcan style." It is a fearfully hot
aft* nut it, au??l there has been no rain for a
fortnight. The little grass-plot is brown aud
dusty, the sun beats down fiercely on the yet*
low, sandy path. Inside the housa an early
???upper is set out on the table; Hies are buz*-
i????g about the wire-gauze cover which pro
of cream to mark his progress. Mrs. Tiffany,
her corkscrew curls gathered into a knot bo-
hind one car, her sleeves tucked well up to
Ihc elbow, displaying a liberal expanse ol red
arm, is fttandiug|on??tne doorstep; Liz, attired
in a pink gown, ana a prolusion of cheap jew
elry, is lolling on tbe horsehair sofa reading a
dime novel.
And tbe deacon brings Miranda home.
??? * ??? ?? ??? ?? * *
Slowly and wearily the days have become
weeks, the weeks months, and the months
have lengthened into years, and f wo years
have gone by since Miranda???s home-coming.
It is again nn evening in June, nnd tho dea
con's palm-lecf hat is used vigorously to beat
off fhe mosquitoes as he and Miranda ttrol 1
down the quiet, deserted path. "Father,"sho
begins suddenly, "I want you to do some-
thing for me." "Now that???s kinder o???cur???ous,"
remarks the deacon, "for I was just
n thinkin', Mirandy, what thnr
was I could do for to make yer
happier." "Why, father!", she cries with a
little attempt ot a laugh, "what ha9 put it in
to your head to imagine that I am not happy?
Such a silly old father I" "Mirandy," savs
the deacon, quietly, "I???ve knowed on it fer* n
long time; I???ve kuowed on it fer months an???
months. Did you think I couldn???t see the
look thet???s bin a grow in* in yer eyes? Did ye
think I didn't know my gal???was fretting?"
"OI don???t say that, don???t say that!?????? she
cries, with sharp pain in her voice, "I didn???t
know you noticed???I have tried, I have tried
so hard"???-???
"Tliet's whnr it is, Mirandy," says tho dea
con, tenderly. "You hcv tried, and I can???t
abcar to sec yo tryin??? to be happy. Don't ye
try, Mirandy; don???t yc, now. Thet was what
killed yer mother." And tho deacon sighs.
"Some folks," ho continues, oracularly, "kin
be happy agin sarcumstances* nnd some folk*
can???t. T???worn???tin her natur, Mirandy, and
it ain't in yourn'n. Don't ye try, iny pretty,
don't yc try."
???Fatherf" father!" she sobs, and suddenly
buries her quivering face upon his shoulder.
Tbo deacon gently strokes her hair. "Ef
???(would do you any good to tell it, Mirandy,"
he says, hesitatingly. "Yes, I will tell you,"
???he answers quickly. "I meant to have told
you long ago, but at first I put it off, and ???Iter-
wards???somehow???I couldn't.
And then with eyes fixed on tho ground and
little hot trembling hands clasped before her,
she tells her story, how Fitzgeruld was the un
cle of her little charges???their mother'h brother;
how he had traveled with them all in Europe;
how he had persistently sought her society,
and how shenad at first tried to repulse him:
how at lost, one night in Venice, he had asked
her to be hit wife, and tho, loving him dearly,
os indeed sho had dono all along, consented;
how they had been very, very happy; how ho
bad said that ho was too poor to claim her for
a long time yet, and bade her wait patiently
until the time should como; how tney had
ported in London, nnd then how sho had heard
three times from him in the first six months,
the last letter???from New York???promising a
speedy visit; how she had answered it, and
after some months lind written again, and how
no answer lind come, net even a line, not a
word, in all the long months.
And this is nil. Sho does not speak of tho
sieeplcss nights nnd tbo wearying days, of tho
feverish eagerness for post-time, and tho hopc-
bfs blank when it has passed???of tho quick
toumkng of her heart ut every strange step,
ami tho invariable sickening recoil which lias
followed, o| tho uncongenial companions nnd
surroundings which havo made theso things
doubly hard to bear???of all this sho is silent.
Fhc tells her story quietly ami steadily, ami tho
deacon listens without a word.
I'.y-and-by ho says slowly: "I'vo been
thinkin' for some time, my pretty, of goin??? on
a trip somewhcrcs???jist you nu??? mo together.
Would you liko it f Mirandy!"
She looks up in surpriso, puzzled at his
manner and almost wounded that ho seems to
takC'So little interest; then, seeing that ho is
waiting for nn auswor, sho says, trying to
feign cnccrlhlnets: "Yer, father, very much.
Is it to Jacksonville?" meaning a place somo
filly miles distant, beyond which thodoacon???*
littlo joufneys seldom extends.
"$f-no,"soy* the old mnp.heaitntlng, "we'll
-???wc'il go cast, Mirandy. What would ye say
to New York?
"Ob, father, noM* she cries, turning awftiy
and hiding her burning face in her hands.
"Not that???I couldn't."
"You don???t need to act so, Mirandy,"ho says
gently. "Would I nst yo to do anything yo
hadu t oughtcr do? We???ll go ter yer Aunt
Libby's, my pretty; she???ll bo right glad to seo
ye for yer mother* sake." Thoh in a low tono
and[hurricdly, "ThnrTinnny things might hov
happened???maybe he wont away an' never got
yer letters???thar???s no tollin'???'ponrs as it
twould bo moro comfortable-like to know for
sure???nn??? lhar???s thet new reaper I was want-
in." raising his voice, "I???ll do dead sure to got
a better bargain un to New York. I kinder
hated doin r the job in Jacksonville; 'taint
much of a place, anyhow. Kin ye bo ready in
tho mornin???, Mirandy?" And tho deacon as
sumes on air of pleased anticipation. Miran
da???s heart throbs wildly; she trios in vain to
crush the unreasoning joy which fills her and
give*, against her will, lightness and buoyancy
to her step and brightness to her dark ayes.
Bho spends tho first part of tho night in hasty
procurations, nnd afterwards, with no thought
of sleep, sits at tho o|h*ii window of her room,
her head buried in her hands, dreaming, per-
hniis, less of the future than of the past.
In tho gray dawn of tho next morning father
and daughter are already ou theii^way, and
the evening of the noxt day finds them in New
York. Aunt Libby receives them with open
arms, and to Miranda the evening passes (ike
a dream. Long afterwards littlo scraps of con
versation and anecdotes of her dead mother
came back to her, and when sho tried to recall
them more fully the stuffy, third lloor parlor
of a second-class Brooklyn boarding house roso
before her, and she saw ngnin Aunt Libby's
angular figure and kind, searching black eyes.
In the morning she wakens Into from a
heavy, dreamless sleep, nnd goes down stairs
to find tho deacon preparing for a day in tho
city. He calls her aside, nud, without a
word, she puts into his hands a scrap of pa
per upon which she has written tho ??(dress
Fitzgerald gavo her. Her hand trembles a
little as she does so, but otherwiso slw is out
wardly calm and ctwipaied. The
dcoci>n glances at her with a
louk of tender anxiety, which soon
changes to relief. "That right, my pretty,'* he
soys, "true grit's what does it, Miranda, under
all sarcumstances." And then Aunt Libby
comes in, and the deacon remrrks that ho is ???as
like as not to hev a tarnation lot of bother
about that reaper and mebbe he won???t git back
afore supper time." Aunt Libby proniisej to
BILLY???S BARBECUE.
A resit In a Beautiful 8/esmor* Grove???The Lamb
tad the Pig, tho Watermelon and the Bruns
wick Btew???Aa Anecdote of Judge
JuoluiBUlyer???feeUox Peaches.
I wns peeling some nice soft peaches for din
ner juet to save Mrs. Arp the trouble, and get
an approving smile, when suddenly she came
up behind me end said, "William are your
hands right clean," I held them up for her to
look at ns I remarked, "if they wero not at
first I reckon they are now." It seems to ine
that lomc iolkB get more particular about such
things us they grow older, and it take3 moro
water and soap and whitewash and sweeping
nnd Ecouring than it used to. Maybe the appe
tite is not so good, and the spectacles magnify
too much. I used to could knock tho ashes out
of my pipe on the piaza floo* and get a littlo
dirt from my shoes on tho bauisters and leave
seme dirty w-atcr in the pan at the back door,
but I am gradually quitting theso littlo things
for the *oke of being calm and sereno in my
dealing years. Cleanliness is a good thing I
know, nnd tho scriptures soy it is next to god
liness and if eo I know tome good women udio
are mighty nigh fantified already. But some
how I like a little dean dirt scattered around
just to enjoy the contrast when wc do clean up.
I dont think a man can enjoy a clean shirt un
til he gets one dirty. When I showed Mrs.
Ahp my fingers that the peaches had made so
clean it reminded me of the venerable Judge
Hillycr, the old patriarch, whom I used to
venerate when I was a boy, for ho was hand
some nnd eloquent, and used language with
such precision nnd accent. Ho wns always
looking into the reason of things???the why
and the wherefore and if ho sow anything
strange he stoped nnd perused and enquired
until he got to the bottom of it. The first
tima ho ever went to New York, Howell Cobb
was his companion, nnd Howell had almril
time in getting the judge along, for he wan
ted to see eucrything and know everything.
"Now Howell" said no "just stop right hero
and toll me what that is, and what is it for."
Howell do you suppose that all these people
have got pressing business that hurries thorn
along so fast?" "Howell have you any idea
whnt thatstoro of Stuart???s cost?" Cobb was
hurrying him along a back street when tho
iwdge stopped, nnd looking over n window
serene into a room, saw the heads and shoul
ders of two men going up and down with a
curious motion. HU curiosity was excited and
says he, "Howell what are those men doing."
"Oh, I dont know, Junius. Come along," said
Howell. "We will never get to tho hotel if wo
keep stopping to cxnmine everything you seo."
"But Howell, I want you to look nt those men.
They are engaged in something very peculiar,
and conscicntou9ly,I would like to know what
it is.???
Howell peeped through an opening in tho
ccrene amt said, "Why, Junius they are tread
ing up dough in a trough, thoy aro making
bokors brecd. Dont you see?"
Tbe judge Wu?? amazed. He looked earnestly
nt them us they tramped tho dough with their
bore logs nnd feet, nnd with great emphasis,
???aid slowly and distinctly. "Howell, do you
suppose their feet are clean?" "I havent a
doubt of it Hillyer," said Cobb. "I know thoy
arc clean by this time." And ho hurried him
along.
Cobb said afterwards that tho judge* was very
loud of bakers bread, but ho noticed that he
dident cat any more of it in New York.
But folks get tired of eating tho same kind of
vittlcs every day and in the same room and
keeping oft the same flics and kicking the same
eat from under tho table, and so tho other day
I took a notion to change tho programme.
Mrs. Arp had told mo many a timo that sho
had never eat any barbecued moat
since she as a child, and sho
thought then that it was the best
meat fhc*vor did eat And so I got an old
fnr-hii ned darkey who Said/"Yt*, boss, I used
to bnrbccus incut for old master away back
when Mr. Folk run agin Mr. Clay, and old
master and all of us niggers was for Mr. Clay,
end we used to givo barbecues nnd havo a
powerful timo just afore do lection."
I cleaned up the eround and trimmed tho
trees in a beautiful little syenmoro grove down
by the branch, ami I had nvliltle put dug, and
we sacrificed a fat lamb nnd a rat pig and
bung them up over night, and wo hauled n
lead of bark and stoVcwood and tbo old dar
key had a big bed of coals by daylight, and
had the meat on and after breakfast wo built
a table and some plank seats and put up n
swing for tho children and swung the ham
mock, and toted down somo chairs and put
everything in shape for tho company. Of
course I invited Mrs. Arp??? first and foremost,
nud then the kindred and friends who are our
welcome guests. The girls fixed up the vino-
gar and pepper nnd butter to bnsto tho meat
with while it was cooking, and thoy made au
old fashioned Brunswick stew, and I roasted
a lot of green corn in the shuck under tho hot
???she* at one end of tho pit, end whilo overy-
4ki i- ????? about twclvo
tho company
nnd about a tcoro of them carno down and
were delighted with the prospect and the
plnee. Everybody seemed happy, especially
the children, nnd Mrs. Arp organized hers ;lf
a toasting committee of one and in duo timo
pronounced it nil very good nnd ready for
business. Gallant gentlemen carvel??? the
odorous carcasses and prepared it for distri
bution. The stew wns declared splendid. I
noticed that tho married women all flavored
it with the hot onion sauce and it always
seemed strange to me how soon after tnarriago
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Homo ^ how or other tho day, which has
teemed interminable, draws to a close, and to
ward* evening Miranda is seated by the win
dow, a small cou*in on .her knee, for whose
beiu fit she is improvising a fairytale. Each
nerve in her body thrills with intense though
suppressed exeitement. What it is Jhat she
expects sho hardly knows and will nos
ask herself, but at every footfall
cn the steps outside the startt
and clasps her bands more tightly together.
A bright flush is on her cheek, her eye# are
large with expectation. The fairy-tale is
nearly elided: ???So you -see, after all," Mi
randa is saying, "tho knight came back to the
princess??????there is a step outside, tha door
opens, and the deacon comes in???alone.
"Hev yes??? hev had a pleasant day, Mirau-
dy???? he begius nervously.
Miranda puts the chilii off her kn-???e, and ho
runs out of the room. Then, ???wliat U it,
father?" she cays quietly.
Tbe deacon gives a little uneasv cough.
That friend as we waa speakin* of the other
day," be cays, slowly, ???he???s???he???s married,
Mirandy."
Tbe stands for a few minutes looking into
the dusty street. Then she turns; the flush
Las faded from her face; she is very white.
???1 went shopping this morning with aunt
Libby, father,'??? she says, in a strange, hard
voice, ???ami we bought thii,??? taking a parcel
from the table, *???tor Liz. Do you think she
- will like it????*
big bumblebee, which has com* in??^ The deacon choke* down something in his
through tho window and aeet- throat. ???I know'd ye had true grit, Miratid-
dentally tumbled into the pewter milk! y," he says.
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a woman begins to love onions. The moats
come on in duo timo nnd everybody got a
sweet aiul juicy rib. Tho ribs aro tho host
part of anything, and I reckon that is why
a woman is so sweet, for sho was made of a
rib while mau wns made ol dirt. After this
course was over tho girls surprised us nil with
lemon pics and cako and frozen sherbert, and
alter that we all rested nnd played cards, amt
had music and song on the banjo, and the
men told some big yams which tho young
Indies believed and the old ones dident. Cant
fool a married woman long with yarns. One
of cur party told about hunting doer up in the
Cohutta mountains, and he rode up a cliff so
steep that when he got most to tho top he
pulled the ton burrs from n pine troo a hun
dred leet high that grew at the base of the
mountains. Another ono told about killing It)
wild turkeys at one shot away out iu tho In
dian nation where he said they broke down
the trees, ami there were fifteen thousand
killed on ono creek in the moth of December.
These ??ort ot yarns are catching and one calls
for another, nnd *o I was just about to wade
in w hen I noticed that Mr*. Arp was perusing
me and I modestly refrained, and postponed
my adventures to a more convenient season.
w lt is not prndent for an old man to tell the
heroic exploits of his youth if his wife lived
in the same settlement and knows his raising,
and so I never do brag much when she is
about.
Well, we had a splendid afternoon, and
wound it up with melons from the spring an l
then adjourned to the house feeling nil the
better for this little episode in our dally life.
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