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( Copyrighted , 1W , by Joel Chandler Harris. )
CHAPTER VII.
RAMBLER CONCLUDES HIS STORY.
"Where did you go when you rode the filly
off ? " Ihistcr John asked Aaron.
"Ho came right here , " said Rambler. "I
know It , because when old drizzly whistled
to me and my companion1 * nnd started homa
I went back , picked up the scent of the filly
and followed It here. At the lot the Son of
lien All took the saddle off , hung It under
the shed and then came to this house. "
"That Is so , " remarked Aaron. "An old
man by the name of Abe lived here. "
"Why , I remember old Uncle Abe , " Raid
Duster John. "Ho used to lt In the sun nnd
make horse collars and baskets and tell
tales. "
"lie was a great liana lor mat , " assentcu
Aaron.
"I followed him here , " continued Rambler ,
"but found the door shut. I scratched at 'It
nnd whlneJ. The man jiamcd Abe opened
It and I came In , but I didn't sea anything
of the Son. of Ben All. Hut I know he was
In hero. My nose told mo no. I mitlccd
Bomo planks across the rafters they are
there yet , as you can see and I looked up
and whined. The man named Abe looked
around until ho found his nx. 'So you nro
Gossctt's nlirsor dog , ' he said. 'Well , you'll
never hunt any more niggers for him. '
" 'What Is that ? ' said the Son of Ben All
from the loft.
" 'Goscett's nigger dog , ' Fold the man
named Abe. 'Ho has followed you hero.
What shall I do with him7'
" 'Give him something to eat , ' answered
the Son of Hen All , and this made me glad ,
for I had had a long , a hot and a hard
chase.
" 'What shall I do then7' asked the man
named Abe.
" 'Give him a drink of clean water , ' replied
the Son of Hen All.
" 'What then ? '
" 'Then let him alone. '
"Now I was very glad of that , " continue 1
Rambler , licking his chops , and hccnlnc ono
vya un me sputtering pine Knot Hint gave
out a nickering light , "for I wanted bread ,
nnd I wanted water , and I wanted to He down
nnd rest somewhere where I wouldn't have
to fight the flics ,
"So the man named Abe went Into his cup
board that same cupboard there and gave
mo a big chunk or ash cake , and placed a
pan of water close by. Then ho sit In the
door nnd began to weave Ms baskets. I ate
all he gave me , drank as much water as I
wanted , and crept under a low bedstead that
stood In the corner yonder.
"I don't know how long I slept , hut when
I woke I knew It was night , for I heard the
man named Abe frying his bacon , and the
smell of It crept under the bed where I
was , nnd made me as hungry as I had been
before I nto. After a while I heard voices.
The Son of Uen All was asking the man
named Abe If ho would have to stny In the
loft on the planks all night. The man named
Abe said no , that he had a snug place for the
Son of Den All.
"No\v \ at' that time there wna a sort of a
closet or something near where the chimney
Juts out here. The man named Abe had
nailed some planks across from the wall to
the edge of the chimney , nnd In between
the wall and his , , planks there was room
enough for a man to stand up , or to Ho
down If he lay on hla side.
"After a while , when everything was
Qlllot , > the son of Hen All clambered down
. the wall , but when ho touched the floor ho
' stumbled nnd fell over , groaning. The man
named Abe was scirod nearly to death , but
It was nothing. I had been running hard ,
and I was stiff and sore. The Son of u"n
AH had bon running hard , and hoa : > T
nnd s ro. DesUlcii , ho had been lying a
the plnnkci In the loft In a damped POD. .
tlon , not daring to move , for fear ho would
ba d'fcovrred. ' and this made the matter
worse. Dut It was nothing after all. The
Son of Dan All raised himself , laughing , and
limped Into ( ho closet.
"Hut ho didn't stay there long , lie came
cat to stretch himself. This made the man
named Abe uneiey , and then he became
angry. But the Son of Hen All simply
laughed nt him. This made him still angrier
nnd ho threatened to go to the white folks'
haiigo that's ) wl'fit ho called It nnd tell
them that n runaway negro had taken poo-
fvi-slon of his cabin. The man named Abe
started out. I don't know whether he would
have gone If he had been let alone , but he
was not let alone , The Son of Icn All poized
Him oy llio snoumers aim jauimuu iiiiu uuwr
on his stool , and then stood over him. The
man named Abe would have cried out , but
the Son of Don All placed his hand softly
en the man's mouth and spoke ono word.
Llrton ! ' but that was enough.
"Tho man named Aba quieted down at once.
Dut he said ho would bo killed If the white
people caught him .hiding n runaway. At thl : >
the Sen of ncn AH called mo to him and paid-
" 'Go out and Dtnnd by the door there.
When yen hear any ono c'liilnp , say so. '
"I limped out from under th& bed the best
I could , for I was very stiff , nnd Fcrntched at
the door nnd a - ' < ed to be let out. The man
named Abe opened the door , and watched tn
see what I wculd do. I only went a few steps
away from the do.r. and then sat rtnvm
turning my head In all directions and listen
ing. When the mm named Abe t'hiit ' the
door again I went nnd oat down on the ateps.
I heard the man ask the Son of Ben All If he
was n witch , and the tcply he got was that
the Sorr of Uen All wns witch enough not to
lie caught any more. Then the man named
Aba wanted to know If the Son of Den All
was angry with him , nnd the answer ho got
was that the Son of Den AH was the friend
of thow who wore his friends and was never
angry with them.
"Well , they had their supper In there ,
for I could hoar them cliowlng , and presently
the man named Abe came to the door nnd
govo me mine , the biggest half of a warm
lioo cake , and I don't know that plain bread
over tasted better than It did right then.
"Not Icnif after that I hoard BOIIIO one
laughing nnd talking In thn direction of the
big houeo up yonder , and the ojunds Deemed
to get nearer. I gave the warning , mid I
soon liciinl uio ton 01 ncn AM co into me
closet. The voices came nearer , and I coon
Know ono for the Young Mistress , whom I
had hoard talking In the wooda that very
morning , The other seemed to bo the voice
of a child , but I heard thump thump-
thump a of come ono walking with a heavy
cane. So I said to myself the Master Is with
them. But , no ; It was the llttlo bay , who
walked with the crutches , us 1 soon saw ,
Ho waa pleading with his sinter to como to
the house of the man named Abe and get
htm to toll a tale , such as ho ue > ed to tell
her when she was a little girl. She said she
was too largo for that , but ( ho Llttlo Master
declared that ho wna small enough for both
of them , And no they came to thu door ,
"Tho Young Mistress called out 'Uncle Abe ! '
nnd the man named Abe opened the door.
.Ho looked out cautiously , and with a frown
on his fuco , aa I could see , but when he
'found ' who It wan he- danced around , and
cpened thu door as nimbly as If he had been
a young man. I try to be polite myself ,
and Eomutlmcs I shake my ta'I ' pretty hard ,
but the man named Abe shook his whole
body , ho was so polite , and bowed nearly to
the floor. And It '
wain't put on , neither ,
as I found out afterward , for every one on
the place loved the Young .Mistress and the
Llttlo Mnstcr. These two went In and I fol
lowed them , I wanted to see what would
happen.
"Aftc-r a while , In bustling1 around , one of
them stopped on my foot. Of courte , thi
hurt my foelluga , and I cried out.
" 'I'oor doggie ! ' said the Little Master.
Come hero ! ' Ho looked ut me closely , and
" 'Why. thin Is ono of the Goztctt track
dogul What U ha doing hire ? '
"But thu man named Abe tald he didn't
know , Then the Young Mistress wondered
If I was one of the dogg that had been run
ning after a negro In the woodi that mom-
Ing. and she nekcJ the man named Abe ,
looking at htm ImrJ , If ha hud soon a ttrange
negro bring the filly hnme. Dut the man
named Aba shook his head nn.l fumbled
with the splits which he wove Into baskets.
"Tho Little Master Jsald he had come to
hear n story , one of thuso old stories about
Brother Fox and Brother Rabbit. I thought
to myself that If all the rabbits I had caught
could talk , they would have more stories to
tell than the Llttlo Muster had time to
listen to. The man named Abe shuttled
nround and coughed and excused himself , but
It was no use. I knew he wanted the Young
Mistress nnd the Llttlo Master to go nway.
He wns uneasy about the Soil of Bon All
afraid that they might discover the runa
way. But nothing would satisfy the Little
Master but n story , and so the man named
Abe sat down and told htm one. And noth
ing would satisfy him but another story , nnd
so they went en until finally I fell asleep by
the hearth. I could hear thd story tclllntr
going on In my dreams , and I remember I
said to myself that If the man named Abe ,
or any other man , was as willing to work as
ho wns to talk , a good many things would
bo different ,
"Whllo I wns lying there dozing , I heard
the Son of Ben All beglu to snore. The Llt
tlo Master heard It , too , for he asked what
the noise wns. The nmn named Abe said
It wns the dog meaning me nnd then ho
went on with hit story , moving his feet
about on the floonnd talking loud. I dozed
off ngaln , nnd wns getting ready to go to
slesp sure enough , for I was tired , when
suddenly I heard a nolso outside , nn cf tuo
or three persons creeping around the cabin.
I Jumped up and ran to the door nnd smelt
under It. The scent that came under the
door was the scent of strange persons , and
of whlto people nt that. Just ns I was
about to cry out my discovery , I got a whiff
of another scent. I knew nt once that
George Gessett was with the strange per
sons , and that they were patrolling the set
tlement In search of the Eon of Ben All.
"I gave ono whine nnd ran under tha bed ,
for I didn't want young Grizzly to see me
there.
" 'What's the matter with the dog ? ' asked
the Young Mistress In eamo alarm.
uy no means .uiss jiuunui - .
, . uy nu uti.-a.iei
Not for the world. You know me too well
not to know that I never Intended any dis
respect to you , N.ot tha least bit In the
world. ' So BJld young Grizzly.
" 'Who arc your companion * , sir ? ' asked the
Young Mistress going toward the door.
" 'Junt some of the neighbor boys , ma'am.
I asked them to come with me. None of us
meant the least harm , and certainly no dis
respect to you , ' Thus spoks Young Grizzly.
"By thin tlmo his companions had taken to
their heels , and young Grizzly was quick to
follow their example as soon as ho got out
of reach of the Younfr Mistress' eyes. So
will the man Abe , and ho was standing
where ho could see , having pretended to go
after the Whlto-llalred Master. Never have
I seen n whlto man more frightened than
young Grizzly was. "
"What was ho afraid of ? " asked Sweetest
Siimn.
"Buckshot , " replied Aaron.
Rambler , yawned , and then continued :
"The Llttlo Master wag oven angrier than
the Young Mlitrcss , but ho had said nothing.
When the door WAS ehut ho struck the floor
with hli crutch and cried out :
" 'Oh , I hope It 1 Aaron they are after ,
and I hope they will never get him. '
" 'Aaron U his name , ' cald the man named
Abo.
" 'Ho rota my filly homo today , ' the Young
MUlresB fcald ,
' " Did bo ? Did ho ? I'll kiss you , els , for
that ! ' So ppoka the Llttlo Master , and ho
was un good na hi * word , He hopped nearly
across the floor on his crutches and smacked
the Young Mistress right In thu mouth.
"I wa wondering whether the Son of Ben
AH was sleeping all this tlmo , 90 I went and
eat by the closet. I could hear the Son of
Ben All breathing very hard , and I paid to
myself , If he la not asleep be Is sitting In
tin re crying. "
Swcetcat Suiau looked at Aaron , and h r
beautiful eye * were full of tears. Aaron
shook his head and smiled , and then pre
tended to be gazing at something In the fire
place.
"He may have been laughing , " continue !
Rambler , licking his foreleg where a brla
had scratched It , "but as there was nothln
to laugh at , that I could see , I thought mayb
ho was crying. But maybe he wasn't. I'n
never certain of anything until I got in
nose on It , and there wag a wall betwec
the Son of Den All and. me.
"Tho Young Mistress and the Llttlo Mas
ter were very nngry , but before they couli
siy much a very curious thing happened
The door of the closet flew open , arid the So
of Ben AH tumbled out In n heap on th
floor. The Young Mistress fell back n steer
or two and gave a llttlo scream , but th
Llttlo Master stood his ground and llftci
hlo crutch In a threatening manner. Bu
the Son of Ben Alt simply fell out of th
closet In a heap. Ho was still stiff and sore
THE MAN NAMED ABE TilREW IT OPEN SUDDENLY AND STOOD BEHIND IT.
" 'Sh-sh ! ' said the man named Abe ,
softly.
"Then oomo ona struck the door with a
cane , following It with a loud demand :
" -Hello , hero ! Open this door ! '
"Peeping from under the bed , I watched
Ao sco what would happen. The man named
Aba looked hard at the Young Mistress.
She , rising , swung the chair behind her ,
leaning on It with her left hand. She lifted
her right arm and waved It toward the
dour.
" 'Open It , ' shn said.
"Tho man named Abe did ns ho was bid.
Ho threw It open tniddenly nnd stood behind
It. Young Grizzly must have been leaning
heavily agalnft It , for ho stumbled Into the
room and came near falling.
" 'What nro you trying toi doVliy ,
yon Then , looking up , ho caught sight
of the Young Mlstresu standing there with
anger in her face. Young Grizzly took off
his hat nnd bowed low. There were- pieces
of sticking plaster on his forehead and cheek
bones. Ho caught his breath and stam
mered : 'I beg your pardon ma'am , I '
" 'Undo Abe , ' said the Young Mistress , 'go
to the house nnd tell father that Mr. Goa-
sett Mr. George Gosselt has called to BOO
him on business , but has missed his way.
" Not at nil , Miss Rnchel ! Not at all.
I beg ten thouiuml pardons ! I was hunting a
runaway nigger In the settlement , and I
thought perhaps maybe I might find him
here. A runaway nigger , you know. Miss
Rachel , Is Juet as apt to bo In ono place as
another. ' In this way spoke young Grizzly ,
ns ho backed out at the door , still bowing.
" 'Then , Undo Abe , tell father that Mr.
George Oossett believes ono of his runaways
Is hid on his place , and wants to find him. '
nnd by tno time no nau gathered
together the Young Mistress know who h
was , ami tn a moment , too , the Ltttlo Mas
ter knew him.
" 'Why , It's Aaron ! ' ho cried , though no
body ever told mo why any ono over callei
tbo Son of Ben All Aaron.
"Then he seized the Son of Ben All's ham
and otood leaning ngalnst him for support
as ho did many nnd many a day nnd nigh
nftor , ns I have seen. The Llttlo Master'
head came no higher than the Son of Ben
All's ehouldcr , though the child was stand
Ing on his feet , and the Sou of Ben All 01
hla kneos.
"Tho Young Mistress said : 'If you staj
hero they will catch you sare. '
"The Son of Bon AH shook his head , ant
the man , named Abe made tills reply : 'No
ma'm , they'll not como back hero In a hurry
after hearing what you said. '
"At this they nil laughed , except the
Son of Ben All. 'You may bo certain , ' ho
said , 'that I'll not May Miero where I cat
bo seen. The Gossott negroes go hungo
every day In the year , and for an extra
pint of meal they would tell everything they
know and more too. And I would bo the las
to blame them. '
"Then suddenly the Little Master spoke :
'
'Can you climb a treo1
" 'By this time I ought to know how,1 said
the Son of Ben All.
" 'Then come. I'fl show you. ' So saying
the Llttlo Master swung himself on his
crutches and went hopping to the door as
nimbly us If his legs were sound nnd whole.
And the Young Mistress went , too. and I
followo.l.
"But by the time the Llttlo Master had
reached the door the Son of Ben All was out
and before him.
" 'You arc such a good rider I'll be your
horse , ' said the Son of Den All.
"Ho took the crutches , leaned them against
the door and swung the Llttlo
Master to his
bread
back , picking
up the crutches , and
sere ns ) io was , pretended
to bo a horse. Wo
went toxvaid the big house
"
"If you will notice
the
stump of
a big oak
reo stands
near the back porch. Dcforo
then
n lled 'Jy ' "re trotcheS
? ? n M * Ilmb
to the llttlo , , , ,
balcony
above
the porch. At
showed ' , "MCl1 tree t0 IJO and soTho Ittle Master
the limb
and the
naf ! the tollle big window Son ° r Den that A . n < l told him
opened
on the
balcony was In his room. And ho said to
" '
'Whenever at night you feel
lonely and
tired climb these
Blairs nnd
come to
my
room. Many and many a , night I H0 nwake
nnd count the stars , and I should llko to
have you hero to tulk to me. You
come tonight If you will , ' may
"The Son of Bon All stood
a
moment
after
ho imd placed the
Llttlo
Master
on the
steps
and given him his crutches.
" 'Not tonight , not tonight. Little Mnster.
But before long I'll come. Tonight I must
TO 1 n to Ml ft u-nnrl < a ntifl f\n\ n ui.it
place. ' °
"So said the Son of Den All , and then ho
seized the Little '
Master's hand and kissed
It , bowed to the Young Mistress , whistled
for mo nnd went off Into the woods hum
ming an old tune
that made me feel "
At this point Rambler trloJ to scratch sorry be
tween hla shoulders , first with ono hind foot
and then with the other. Then ho tried to
bite the fleas , but ho couldn't roach them ,
being old and stiff , and ho sat nnd whined
BO pitifully that Aaron rubbed his back with
a pine knot. This seemed to give him great
relief , so much so that , hearing the dogs
barking In another part of the lot , ho ran
out tha door to Join them , and soon the
deep mellow sound of his voice waa heard
baylns w'lth the rest.
Shortly afterward the children bade Aaron
good night , and It wasn't long before they
were all In bed and sound asleep ,
CHAPTER VIII.
GRUNTER , THE WHITE PIG ,
When the children awoke the next morn
ing they found that they wcio as much puz
zled as ever about Aaron. He had escaped
from Mr. Goasett and the patrol , and had
goiso Into the woods , but what then ? What
did he do there ? How long did ho stay ?
There wore a thousand questions they wanted
to ask. So the next time they saw Aaron ,
nnd each time thereafter , they bogged him
to tell them this and tell them that until ,
finally , ho said ho would take them , over
to the two-mile place- some Una day and
chow them the Whlto Pig.
Now , on that plantation , the Whlto Pig
waa a well known character. Ills history
was a short one , but It was enough. A
gooj many years before that an old sow ,
with thirteen pigs following her , concluded
to go traveling. She refused to como up to
be fed when tbo other hogs wore called ,
Nobody know tbe rea < m. The hog feeder
had g beautiful zong to call them with , and
a strong , metoatous volco with which to sing
the song ( uVoice that could be heard from
one end of th& plantation to the other. But
however long or however loud ho might
call , the old : soy.- and her thirteen pigs kept
close to the pnnmp.
Day after Ony the hog feeder called ; day
after day fcp expected them to come ; and
day after daj ; they failed to como. After
so long a tlm ? lie went to hunt them. The
old sow ho found , but the pigs were missing.
Some said the > fpxes and wildcats had caught
the young onesand , some raid they had gone
wild In the swamp. Dut wncn the negroes
planted their watermelon nnd goober patches
they soon ffltirrd out that not all of the
pigs bad been caught.
Then n ) croa.t effort was made to catch
them. Somo/word run down and caught
with dogs , anil some were shot ; but one of
the most mischievous cf all was never caught.
Ho kept out of the way of the guns , and
ho ripped open nnd killed all the dogs that
came within reach of him. Ho was fleet of
foot and cunning. He never came out of the
canebrake except nt night , and he was so
white and swift that the negroes came to
bo afraid of him. They said to themselves
that n pig that could fool the white people
nnd outrun a pick of foxhounds must bo
something more than n common pig.
Consequently , when they were going
through the fields nt dead of night , and
heard the White Pig crunching goobers , or
chewing sugar cane , or smacking his mouth
over n yam potato , they said nothing , nnd
slipped away as fast as they could , nnd left
him to the enjoyment of his feast. This
went on until the White Pig grew to bo
strong nnd dangerous. His tusks , or tushes ,
ns the negroes called them , were long nnd
sharp. Ho couht kill as many dogs ns could
bo nlled unon him. When a catch dog wns
sent nftor him ho had n great trick or run
ning until the dog came close enough , nnd
then wheeling and ripping the pursuer's hide
open ,
H came to pass that the eport of hunting
the Whlto Pig grew too dangerous to bo In
dulged In , 03 ho wns left to roam In the
swamps and canebrnkeg with no ono to mo
lest. It happened , too , that as soon as ho
was left alone , the Whlto Pig ceased to mo
lest the watermelons , sugar canes , sweet
potatoes , goobers , and other truck , which the
ncgreco were allowed to raleo In order to
make themselves a little pocket money. For
a long time this wns the wonder of the plan
tation , and yet none of the patches planted
by the negroes were torn up and destroyed ,
Then , as everybody got used to thlo slate of
things , It ceased to bo astonishing , nnd waa
no longer talked of. And como of the negroes
even forgot that the Whlto Pig was still at
largo , ready and willing to kill nnd cripple
the biggest pack of doga that could bo sent
ngalnst him. *
Thltv then , was the White Pig that Aaron
snld ho would have to show the children.
Many and mdny a tlmo they had been told
not to go too far froni the housa for fear the
AVhltn pie would catch them. They had been
taught to regard the Whlto PlR as the Dee
gor-Bear of the plantation , and they as well
as the negroes stood greatly In awe of him ,
the more DO as they had never seen him. It
Is nn wonder , therefore , that they looked atone
ono another with some astonishment when
Aaron told them that ho would have to tnko
them to the two-mile place and show them
the Whlto Pig.
"I speck he's tired of foolln" long wld us , "
suld Drusllla , by way of explanation , "nn' I
don't blame him much , kaso you all been
a-fcllcrln' alter him an' a dlng-dongln' at
him twel ho done plum' wo' out. "
"You too ! " , exclaimed Duster John.
"Not me ) " protested Driisllla. "No. suh !
I ain't beeiva dlng-dongln' nttor Unk A'on ; I
bsn a-follcrjn" nter you all , an' dat what
Mlstlys tol' ulster do. Ef I don't do It , she'll
make me tote water for mammy ter wash de
clozo wld. nn' I < know mighty well I don't
want ter do dat. "
Dut Aaron , , as It turned out , was not joking
at all. So , one- pleasant morning , when he
saw them plnyJng In the spring lot , ho gave
them to understand that the tlmo had come
Tor them to jnnko the acquaintance of the
White Plg.vandj Buster John said ho was
miltn rnaclv. . but Sweetest Susan looked at
Urusllla and hesitated a little. Druallla
; ooked at Swectfft Susan and hesitated a
gwd deal. Jn fn t , slip drew back.
" "
'Now. I tall you what , " she said , "you all
kin go on out-dar In do swamp an' lo' mo
stay here , an.Vden when you como hack you
kin net down an' tell mo all 'bout It. "
"But mamma said you were to go with us
wherever wo wont , " Sweetest Susan re
minded her.
"Dat what she say , " replied Drusllla , "ylt
she ain't tell mo ter go wld you out dar whar
dat ar wll' hog Is. which he done cripple a
loss an * kilt a yardful er dogs. Unk A'on kin
aka keer er you lots better dan what I kin. "
"Come on , " said Duster John to Sweetest
Susan. "Let her stay if she wants to. "
"Yes. " remarked Aaron , "she's big enough
to go to the field now. We need her there
right now. "
This didn't suit Drusllla at nil , so she ran
toward the others laughing.
"I wuz doa foolln' , " she said. "I des wanted
ter sea what you all gwlno ter do. You may
lot need ms , but I'm gwlno anyhow , an' ef de
White Pig git me , you'll hatter answer to MIs-
tlss fer It , "
Aaron hitched a mule to the plantation cart ,
and In this rig they mads their way to the two-
niin ninpp. Tlipv locccd alone t\\3 \ llttlc-ussd
road , the journey being enlivened by some of
: ho queer eongs that Aaron was In the habit
of singing when he was In good humor. They
went nearly to the river the Oconee and
then Aaron turned out of the plantation road
and drove straight through tha woods and
jushos until they came In slgr.it of a big cane-
irako. Here he stopped , took the mule from
he cart , and fastened him with a strong
ether so that he could browse around and
ilbblo the grass and bushes. Then he lifted
Sweetest Sutan to his broad shoulders , took
Buster John by ths hand , nnd went toward
r.\o canebrake. Ho went on until he came to
lie clamp ground nar the edge of the swamp.
Selecting a dry place a little , knoll 'nlghcr
ban the rest Aaron stationed the children
there , and then went to the verge of the
canebrake. Here he paused , placed his two
lands to hla mouth , and gave utterance to a
lecullar call or cry. It sounded as If he were
rylng to say , "Goof goof goof ! " but had
smothered the noise with his hands. It wns
oud enough to be- Heard i canslderabb
lUtanc ? , however , for after ho had repeated
ho call three times there was a reply from
ho farther side of the swamp , and presently
ho children heard a ruslilng , crashing sound
among the canea.
Sweetest Susin crept n little closer to Duster
John , and Drusllla snuggled up to Sweetest
Susan. The children ware not frightened , but
hey were filled with unknown anticipations ,
'hey knew not what to expect next. The
crashing no'.eo ' In the canes seemed to come
tearcr , and then It suddenly stopped. If It
vas the Whlto Pig , lie was listening.
( To be Continued. )
JMPIKTllCS ,
The editor of the Melbourne ( Australia )
Spectator la.ftev Lorlmer Flson , a Methodist
minister , with porno unlquo traits of charac-
er. Ho edits the paper with his coat and
loots off andda' ' I > lg pipe In hla mouth , Ho
uys that Jilst btiforo his ordination ho was
sent for by the 'board ' of examiners , "Mr.
'Isen , " raid 0110 of the board , "your papers
nro oxcellentJ''but there Is ono thing we ob-
ect to. " Fls'on otked what It was , "You
are addicted to' the evil habit of smoking. "
neon cxplalr/cd / that ho saw no ovll In It ;
: ut , taking a' 'laVgo ' plug from hla pocket ,
aid , "In deferento to your opinion , gentle
men , I promise you this : As noon as I have
smoked the 'i/ug' / ) I hold In my hand I will
cease moklng forever. " They were satis-
led and ho WAS ordained tlm next day. But
aa ho refills' 'tho.1 big pipe ho chuckles and
ells you : "I' > 'g kept my word ; I've got that
ory plug y6tj" ]
In the eariy days of Great Bend , Kan. ,
tow aa morii ( nnd prosperous a community
aa could well bo wished for , there was an
abundance of saloons and dance houses , but
10 churches. There were , however , a few
Christian people , and they secured a min
ster. They wanted to hold a revival and
ht only room that could be obtained was
one u&od for a faro layout , the proprietor of
which announced that ho "was In for any-
hlng of a public natur , " and If they wanted
o dispense religion they , could use his rcom
a an outfit two evonjngg a week. Hence
wo evenings u week the revival meetings
vero held and a number of converts testi
fied to the good work. One night the serv-
ccs lasted loagcr than usual , when the gam
bler entered with oome friends.
"Parson , " said he "I '
, eo you ain't through
with your game. Just go right ahead , don't
et ui disturb you except to get that table ,
nd we'll camp out here on the outeklrU. "
rhls they did , and soon In Iho back of the
ooin a game of faro was In progress , while
n front the preacher exhorted ,
iliiilg 3
iliiilgA
A COURAGEOUS DAUGHTER.
How Little Gabrlellc Grcelcy Crosses the OJuan Alone.
( Copyrlirht , ISMS , by lh Author. )
It was In the year before llio presidential
election when Hornco Greoloy was a candi
date. Llttlo Qabrlcllo Orcelcy was 13 years
old , one of the most beautiful children In
Now York nnd ono of the most lovable. Some
fr'ciula of the family had just returned from
Europe with bad news about the health of
Mrs. Greoley , who was visiting In London
with her daughter Ida.
Ono of the returning travelers whllo calling
at the Greeley homo , seelnK little brown-
eyed Gnbrlello , drew the child close to her ,
nnd said with Ill-Judged compassion : "Poor
llttlo darling , I'm afraid you'll never see your
mnir.ma ngaln. "
Tears came Into the child's eyes and n pain
llko a knife stab went through her heart.
Ali that night she thought of her mamma ,
far away over the ocean , thought of these
cmol words and with all the strength of her
child's will , determined that she would see
her mamma , If she had to travel alt the way
alcne.
ClAniUEMilVS REQUEST.
The next day she wont to her father , who
wan III In bed. his worry about his wife's
health bolng Increased by bodily weakness.
Gabrlcllo told him , with the simple earnest
ness that characterized her loving disposition ,
that she wanted to go to London and toke
care of her mamma. Horace Grcelcy listened
to the child's request , and , after some show
of unwillingness , finally so far softened that ,
ho said she might go If any other friends |
of theirs could bo found who were also going
and would take charge of her. In his heart
ho reflected that Oabrlello's unexpected ar- |
sister Ida would bo there waiting to wcl-
pome her. What was her sorrow nnd sur
prise on stepping pen the wharf In the wet ,
blustering night , to find no ono she know ,
no kindly face , only hurrying nnd Indiffer
ent etrancors. For n long time she stood
there In the ruin , not knowing which way
to turn or what to do , nnd nt last , encour
aged bv ono of the passengers , she mndo
her wnv to n hotel where 5ho wax shown
to n room , nnd presently , with heart break-
Ins nnd weary In body , she throw herself
on the bed without undressing nnd slept In
her wet clothes , n troubled , unhappy sleep.
Then with anxious , woebegone face , she
went down stairs to look for her mamma , for
the llttlo girl had no thought but that her
mother must bo somewhere near , nor did she
realize at nil that London was llvo hours
distant nnd that It was n big lonely placa fern
n llttlo American stranger to bo wandering
about In , And she had not the least Idea
In the world at what houyo or on what street
she would IIml her mother and slstor , for BO
hurried had been the departure that no ono
had thought to write down the address. In
fact , the whole Journey seema quite Incom
prehensible , yet so It turned out , nnd now
Onbrlello wag alone In Southampton with ab
solutely no ono who know her or to whom
slio could appeal.
She hid hardly come down stairs when n
burly , grimy-handed man came up to her
and uald : "I've ' brought yer trunk from the
wharf , Mlra , " and ho held out his open fist.
"Thank you , " said Gabrlolle , with her
sweet child's smile , not understanding that
the man wanted inonoy.
"I brought yer trunk , I say , from the
"WHY , IT'S GADIE ! IT'S GABIE ! "
rival at her mother's bedside might do much
to cheer the Invalid and hasten her recovery.
Besides , ho liked the spirit shown In his
llttlo daughter , \vhp was a real chip of the
old block In courngo and determination.
So it was finally arranged that Gabrlello
should take the next steamer for England
in charge of some friends who were prepar
ing to sail. At the last moment , however.
In fact , on the very day the vessel was to
sail , these friends changed their minds and
postponed their departure , which left the
llttlo girl without any one to take care of
her. Dut her determination to go to her
mamma was In nowise altered by this con
tretemps. On the contrary , she begged tha
editor of the Tribune , who had been charged
to take her to the steamer , not to prevent ;
her from going , nnd assured him that she
would be well able to take care of herself
She told him that nmong so many passengers
there would be surely some kind person who
would look after a little girl all nlono. From
her earliest childhood Gnbrlello had been
shielded from any knowledge of the evil
that Is In the world ; she did not even know
that there were bad people who might try
to do her harm or take advantage of her.
Rn In thn pullnlpssness of her innocence , she
had no fear , and her pleadings finally won
the heart of the editor.
A LONELY VOYAGE.
Looking hastily about among the pas
sengers on the deck ho discovered a well
known New York clergyman who with his
wlfo was going to tnko the steamer. Into
his charge , accordingly , the editor
put little Gabrlello and went ashore with
some misgivings , but feeling sure that the
child's grit and charming Innocence would
hoe her oifely through tbo Journey. Be
sides , ho had no doubt that a cablegram
would bo sent to friends on the other side
to meet the child on the steamer's arrival
at Southampton.
Just what happened whllo the vessel
waa at sea Is not clear , but It transpired
somehow that Horace Greeley did not B'nd
the expected cablegram and when the
steamer icached Southampton there was no
ono In waitingto take cara of Gabrlolle.
And , worst of all , they got in about 2 o'clock
In the morning In the midst of a driving
rain storm. Early that evening the clergy
man , who wan supposed to be looking after
Gabrlcllo , had been taken with n particu
larly severe attack of seasickness , with
which ho had suffered through the whole
voyage.
"I wipposc , Gabrlello , I ought to bo on
hand to ECO you ashore , " ho said to his llt
tlo charge , "but I feel very faint and 111.
However. I will "
"Oh , no , " said Gabrlelle , "don't think
of getting up ; I shall manage nicely alone ;
I'm not a bit afraid. "
, , , , . , , .
And , Indeed , she was not afraid ; although
'I BROUGHT YOUR TRUNK. I SAY , FROM
THE WHARF. "
cb9 had suffered during the voyage with
chills and fever , and on thin very night1 was
lu no condition to bo out of her bed , much
less to face the perplexities and dangers of
a fore I en city in such a storm and at such
an hour. It aems that when they had been
a few days out the clergyman had chanced
his route of travel and decided not to land
at Southampton , but lo go on to Germany ,
thus leaving Gabrlello to shift for hcrseU
In England. It must bo mid to his credit ,
however , that some of the family would be
at Southampton to receive her.
ALONE IN LIVERPOOL.
When the time came for leaving the
steamer Gabrlelle. with her arms filled with
bundles and packages , Into which with a
child's awkwardness she had done up bar
few belongings , bravely prepared to go
ashore , not doubting for a moment that her
wharf , " he repeated , not very politely , she
thought- but she uald "thank you" again as
sweetly as beforo. Once more he repeated
his' request , thin time pushing his hands
Into her face with almost menacing gesture.
At this Gabrlello , a llttlo frightened , said :
"I've said thank you three times , and , plcaso
sir , I don't want to shako hands with you. "
She could not bring herself to touch the
man'o dirty hand.
At this moment a gentleman , seeing her
embarrassment , gave the fellow a shilling ,
at which ha went off with a bow and a
ocrnpe. That waa enough for quick-witted
Gabrlelle and from that moment whenever
a Ecrvant approached her she drew forth a
shilling very humbly from her purse and
handed it to him , and she found that this
worked beautifully wherever she went.
A FRIEND IN NEED.
Whllo It was Etlll early morning Ga
brlelle feeling very strange and lonely , was
wondering where she would go to find her
mamma , a , llttlo German woman who had
hcon almost neglected by the patisengers on
the voyage because she was aiot otyllshly
dressed or very preposesslng In appearance ,
came up to the woebegone stranger and said
In a motherly tone : "Now , little one , you
comn to this tublo with my husband and , me
and have your breakfast. Wo will taKe care
cf you until you flnd your mother , poor llttlo
dear. "
So said , so done ; and It was with less of a
load at her heart that Gabrlello got into the
railway carrlago with the two worthy Ger
mans , who nlono of nil the brilliant ship's
company had befriended her when she
needed friends ho sorely. On the ride to
London the little girl's clicks became flushed
nnd her body hot with fever. And then , nt
Intervals , the chills wculd tnko her. nnd she
wna really 111 , too weak to do nnythlng ,
mush less iindcrtnko the task of finding her
mother nnd sister In the great metropolis.
"Don't worry , " said the German woman ,
reassuringly , "we'll get a carriage and drive
about until wo flnd your mother. "
"Sho can't bo very far nway , can she ? "
asked Gabrlolle , brightening up and cheered
to fresh efforts by the thought of eoon being
In the arms of her dear mamma , who was
so very 111 , and whom she had como away
across the ocean to sec.
"Whero shall I drive ? " asked the cabman
when they had taken seats In a carriage.
The German couple showed blank faces at
this Inquiry , Wit llttlo Gabrlollo , all con
fidence , answered : "Pleaso drive us to the
Tribune building. "
The driver asked her to repeat the nirne
and , not recognizing It , climbed down from
his seat and wtint In search of Information.
Presently he returned and said : "There
don't anybody knrw such a place , Miss , "
"What ! " exclaimed Gabrlello , "you don't
know where the Tilbuno building Is ? I want
you to drlvo us to the Now York Tribune ,
that belongs to my papa. "
rri , , l.lin mlilinil Ma hn.iil In
and after some further consultation came
back with the address of the Tribune's Lon
don correspondent , George W. Smalley. At
this tlmo Mr. Smalley kept n flno establish
ment In the West End , to which they drove
forthwith , llttlo Gabrlcllo resting her head
on the German woman's shoulder nnd feelIng -
Ing so weak and fcverbh she could hardly
endure the delay.
"Oh , dear me , " ho sighed ; "why don't wo
get there ? I want to see my mamma. "
DISAPPOINTMENTS.
At last they reached Mr. Smalley'a IIOUBU
and Gabrlello managed to walk to the door
and ring. An imposing looking flunkey In
knee breeches came to the door , and , on
Bsolng the wee little girl who had pummoncd
him , assumed an air of etern disapproval. On
leaving New York Gabrlello had worn n
pretty frock ) and a bright ribbon in her hat ,
but the Journey and the exposure had taken
away all the sprucenosa of her apparel and
the rain had washed out the color nf the
ribbon In her hair and soaked It Into the
brim , so that she presented n mod"t forlnn
appearance. Mr. Smalley's flunkey decided
that she was not a proper person for his
master to receive.
"la Mr. Smalloy In ? " asked Gabrlollo , tlra-
"No mum ; hn'fl gone for * lv weeks' thoot-
Ing In Scotland. "
It afterward transpired that this was not
the truth. Mr. Smalloy was really in the
IIOUTO , but tha flunkey had used tha discre
tion reposed in him to turn nway what ho
regarded aa an undesirable vlillor.
"Well , can you pleaao. toll mo the address
ot Mrs. Horace Greoloy ? " nsUed Uabrlello ,
with sinking heart.
"Don't know her address , " answered the
flunkey , with ereat uuperlorlly , aa If Mrs.
Horace Grcvley wa a person of not tbo
ellghte.it couKKjuenrt.
"Dear " nalii ( jabrlelle "I
me , , wonder what
I cliall do. "
Anil then nUo ivalkcd wearily back to the
cnrrlARo nnd told the German woman thnt
she would hnro to drlvo to nome hotel nnJ
dvortlio for her mamma. She had suffi
ciently the newspaper Instinct to think of ad
vertising ,
"I'll advcrtlso In the Tribune , " she eatfl ,
"and then It will bo nil right.
It was utterly Incomprehensible to Onbrt-
cllo Grccley that there could bo In nil th
world such n thing as a great city without
New York Tribune In H. So they were
driving nwny when Mr. Smalley's flunkey ,
seized with some mleglvlng , cnmo running
after them. A glimmer of Intelligence had
finally entered his brain and told him It wai
barely possible that this young person ? *
some strnnge American girl who might not
bo disposed of In the summary way ho had
adopted.
"Would Miss Ida Greeley'd address Ixs anjr
"
good ? ho asked , out of breath from his run-
nlng.
"Oh , yes , Indeed , " nnswered Gabrlclle.
"Sho Is my sister. Tell nn > quick where she
Is. She will know where my mamma Is. "
The the flunkey gave the desired address ,
which wns miles anil miles awny In Ken
sington. They ought to have gene there by
the underground railway , but of course Ga
brlello knew nothing nbout that. She could
only tell the driver to drlvo there as quickly
ns possible nnd sink back Into the arms of
her kindly friend , who did all that a mother
could to seethe Iho suffering child. "Poor
dear , " she kept saying ns they rode along ;
"
"sho Is burning with fever. "
MOTHER AND DAUGHTER.
At last they reached tha house the flunkey
had Indicated and once more Gabrlcllo climbed
out of Iho carriage , and , making n last ef
fort , got to the door , and , lifting the brass
knocker , knocked ns loudly ns shecould. .
Presently n servant girl opened the door nnd
asked sharply what she wanted , .At this
unwelcome tone Gabrlelle almost burst Into
tears. She could hardly speak , Indued , she
could hardly stand ; and might hnvo been
sent away once more for new wanderings but
for a fortunate arrival. Whllo eho was
looking with pleading brown eyes Into the
servant's face nnd finding no hope there ,
she suddenly heard n ilonr nnd fnmlllnr
voice colling from the stairs : "Why , lt'
Gable ; It's llttlo Gable. " and then there was
a rush of skirls and presently 'she was In
her sister's arms , laughing and crying at 'J '
once , and only able to murmur before she A
lost consciousness. "Plcaea , slater , pay the
carriage faro for these dear German people.
They have been so good to me. "
That wag the end of Gabrlello's Journey
to flnd her mamma , and the end of nil her
troubles. But she- often looks back to thosu
strange happenings with n blending of prlda
and self-pity , she was so Ignorant of the
world , so helpless and yet so brave and de
termined. CLEVELAND MOFPETT.
lMlA.TTI.ia 01 ? Till : : YOUXGST13UH.
CHICAGO Tribune : "Papa , what Is an
old saw not the saw you raw wllh , but
the kind this paper speaks about ? "
"What old saw docs the paper speak
about ? "
"That's what I want to know. It saya :
'Everybody has heard the old saw. "nevor \
look n gift horse In the mouth. " ' I want to
know where the saw comes In. "
"Well , there's your old saw. An old saw
is an old proverb. "
"Why shouldn't you look a gift horse Jn
the mouth ? "
"Because because It's In bad tasto. It' *
ungrateful , and all that sort of thing. "
"All what sort of thine ? "
"Why , to look a horse In the mouth that
has been clvcn to you shows that It shows
that you are not thinking of the giver , but
of the value of the clft. "
"What would anybody want to look a
horse In the mouth /or ? "
"To toll how old It is. "
( After a pause. ) "Papa , can you tell how
old a saw Is by looking nt its loath ? "
The Springfield Republican says that ex-
Oongressman Rockwell of I'Htsfleld , Mass. ,
has a good-sized family of children , and
thosn who knn\v RDV flint if Mtnv "linn itn"
according to ages , n straight cdgo from the , , |
eldest , who Is rather tall , to the youngest ,
who Is rather short , will touch every head.
All but the youngest are boys. The llttlo
girl had gone to bed the other night and her
fnthor sat by hep bedside , as fathers some
times do , holding lier hand and smoothing
back her hair. Ho was telling her that she ,
was the only girl In the family , that she
must therefore bo the lady of the family
must bo womanly , must not Imltnto her
brothers In their boyish ways or In their
slang In short , must bo a , little lady , and
then he bade her good night and was leav
ing her to fall into Morpheus' arms , when
up the little woman-Jumped and In a mo
ment was on the floor with the exclama
tion : "Dy Jove , I forgot to say my prayers. "
A llttlo 4-year-old boy was bad the other
day and his mother said :
"Sammy , why don't you bo good ? "
" 'Causo I'm afraid , " 'nas the prompt re
ply.
ply."What
"What are you afraid of ? "
"Good llttlo boys get to bo angels , and I
don't want to bo an angel mid have to wear
fodders llko a hen. "
"Now , children , " said the new high church
rector , addressing the Sunday school , "con
anv ono tell mo what dav vcstcnlnv wns ? "
"St. Agatha's day , " rather timidly.
"Very g"od , " said the rector , much grat
ified. "And what will tomorrow be ? I see
by your bright faces that you know that ,
too. "
"Ground hog day , " responded the school ,
with cne voice.
BROKE THE I01JACCO TRUST
Tobacco Manufacturers Losing
Ten Millions a Year.
Great H\cllfiitriit In SI , I.oulN \
1'UNNllilllty of rri-vcudiiKT .SHU
Cironlur LONH lu ' 1)11.
ST. LOUIS. ( Special. ) Col. Wm. KIrchoff ,
general western manager of the American To
bacco company , has been a user of tobacco
all his life and for years has smoked as many
as twenty cigars dally. After using a few
boxes of No-To-Bac , the dculro for to
bacco Is completely gone and ho Is wonder
fully Improved In health. Ills euro Is at
tracting a great deal of attention and com
ment , and many prominent St. Louis business
men are following his example. People are
Just waking up to the fact that llio continued
use of tobacco Is very Injurious.
An Interview ! with Mr. II. L. Kramer , the
orijlna.tor ; of No-To-Bac , develops the fact
that within three years It has reached an
enormous sale , almost entirely upon merit
alone , Over ono million boxcy of No-To-Dao
have been sold and 200,000 tobacco users
cured , At the prcsorit rate No-To-Dao will
euro in ' 9C from 200,000 to 300,000 , and a *
Mr , Kramer says , "It Is always the worst
cases that want a euro ; those whu have
chowcd and smoked from boyhood some of
them thirty , forty nnd fifty years , and wo
even have records of cures after sixty years
of tobacco using. Bo you can eco that It
they are spending an average of $50.00 a
year ( this Is a email amount ) , the euro of
200,000 tobacoo users In ' 00 would result In
the loss of the Halo of tobacco amounting to
over $10,000,000 , which will bo saved to th
cured. "
No-To-Bac IB truly n medical wonder , for It
not only destroys the desire for tobacco , but
Invigorates the nervous system and marvol-
oualy IncrcnBi-a wulght and strength , Llko
all great BIICCCSUCS , No-To-Bac has many
Imitations and substitutes , and the public
should bo warned ngalnst thorn , No-To-Dao
I * the original tobacco habit euro and Is
sold under an absolute guarantee * to cure the
tobacco habit by your own druggist.
Itlarytiyplillliiioruiniienllf cured I'l ' 16 to
Mitafi. Vou can ba ( rented at homo for
llhe lame price rnderi mo Kiiaruiity. II
frou prefer to cnmo uero wo nlH coulricl
to par railroad faro and bolol b Jl , oii < < no
cnarco.lf no full to euro. If rou liaro token niur *
cury , loilldo ixitiuli , and still tiara orlioj and ]
pilni.Muoiiual'utc'tuii In mouth , Horn Throat ,
I Jin pi us , Ciipiiur Ooluretl Hp"t * , Ulocra on
nrpartofthouodr , Ilulrurlyebrowa faiiiuor
4 It , It Is Hill Hyiilillitlo III.OOI ) J'OIHON ( Hal
W6 uunrunteu Ui cure. Wo solicit Uiouoit ubitl *
nuto runes dnd cliullotiKo tlio world fur a
cum we ounnot curn. 'j'/il / dlicnso hu alwiyi
balllo < l tl ; < i Hlilll uf tlin inoit emlaent pliiru *
dim * . nIOOni ( capital txliloa our unctmdl.
lianal irusrautf. A baulutonruof * tent Moled oa
iPDllcttlou. Addr M } ( > ) $ liKMKUK UOi.
807 SJunouIo To tuple , C1IICAUO ,
