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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. 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'chow Miranda ???round," Aud???soon tho old mau leaves them. 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. jug, has managed to get out of it again, much | ???Hrik/'ike answers, and kisses Lira. The to hi* own Mtotmhmeui, and is slowly travel- | next day they go back to Romulus.???Chicago it g zeros ti??e tab.*., leaving little dropping* J Tribune. 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. Bill Abp. The Race In Floyd. Rcxr, Go., August2{.???f> > pectaf.]???V. IT. Bass has withdrawn as an Independent candidate for the legislature. He ha* formed a business connection In Atlanta, and will move there shortly. Hon. A. J. King ia announced a* an independent candidate for the legislature. Saved His Life. A PHYSICIAN'S TESTIMONY. 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