Ey HARRY STILLWELL EDWARDS. [Copyright. 181)3, by the Century Company. All rights reserved.] CHAPTER I. I have little doubt lmt many people in l .i ..do Georgia yet remember Craw ford Worthington, who in antebellum days kept open house in Baldwin coun ty. Major Worthington, as ho was call ed b» cause of some fancied aid ho hud extende d to his country during tho diffi culty with Mexico, was not a type— unless to he one of muny singular char acters in a region whoso peculiar insti tutions admitted of the wildest eccen tricities can constitute a type. He lived in tho midst of peace and plenty upon his plantation not many miles from Mil ledge vi lie, surrounded by sev eral hundred slaves with whom he was upon singular but easy terms. His broad, rolling fields, his almost bound less pastures, his solemn fronted and tall columned house, his comfortable "quarters, ” where dwelt the negroes, all bespoke prosperity and independ “ You are fixing to run away, Isam!” enco. Independent he was. No prince ever ruled with sway more potent than this bachelor plant, r, surrounded by his blacks and acknowledging none other than his own will. This marked character was a man be low medium height. His figure inclined very decidedly to portliness, and be yond a long, narrow mustache and thin imperial of black and gray his face was clean shaven. Iron gray hair in abundance crept out from under the white felt hat ho generally wore, and his mixed suit of gray was illumined by a ruffled shirt and broad spreading cuffs of the finest linen. Self willed and eccentric are weak words with which to stamp this gentle man’s actions. In the long days of his idleness, when the legislature was not in session, the negro was an unfailing source of amusement and study to him and his sole diversion, for he despised books from the day he left college, and beyond a sporting journal and a paper from a neighboring city he had no periodical. Of course he was a Whig. Upon the day which 1 have selected to open a page in the experience of Major Crawford Worthington he was sitting upon his broad veranda, which swept back from the front around to the shady eastern exposure and over looked the spacious back yard. Two scoro pickanninies in short shirts had scrambled in front of him for small sil ver coins as ho scattered them upon the ground beneath. The tears wrung from him by their contortions and fun ny postures had dried upon his cheeks, and weary of the sport he had turned away the black athletes by means of a few gourds of cold water skillfully ap plied to their half clad forms, had set tled back to enjoy the afternoon and fell a-dreaming. Ho remembered, in that easy method common to dreams, how years before he had sat upon that same porch watch ing a favorite old negro catching chick ens in the yard. “Isam!” he had said, and moving with jerky little motions that seemed always to attune themselves to his master’s moods as expressed in his tones Isam had minced up the steps. “Isam,” he had continued, “you are fixing to run away!” He remembered the startled look that swept over the funny little man’s coun tenance and his answer: “Lord mussy, Mass Craffud, who ev’r hyah de like er dat?” “ Yes, sir, and you are fixing to start right away.” There had been genuine grief in the negro’s voice as he replied: “ ’Fo’ Gawd, Mass’ Craffud, you dun got de wrong nigger dis time. Isam is nigh onter 50 year ole, en he ain’ nev’r lef’ de place on er run yet. No, sah!” Isam, however, spurred on by the suggestion, had really run off, and the overseer had scoured the country for him in vain. The black was enjoying freedom beyond recall, but ono morn ing while the major was breakfasting alone, and his two servants who attend ed the table were busy with flybrush and waffles, Isam suddenly stood in the doorway. His clothes were torn and soiled, and his face wore a hangdog look that was in truth comical. Since that day old Isam had run away an nually about the same time of the year, and this without any apparent cause. Evidently this was what the major was thinking of, for smiles came and went upon his faco like shadows un der the swaying mimosa. And when at last his eyes fell again upon the old ne gro: “Isam!” ho said, just as ho had spo ken years ago. “Yes, sir,” and the jerky little tones were the same. “You are fixingtornn away, Isam!” “Me!” and again that reproachful, protesting voice. “Yes, you; just as you have for years. You are getting ready to start. I havo had my eye on you for a week. But,” said tho major, fixing his lips after the Worthington fashion, “I am going to know this time where you go nud why you go.” Thero was silence a full minute; then the negro spoke: "Mats’ C.aifud, deed en I dunno 'zactly how i t is. Hit jes’ sortei jtrik s me, en I'm gono ’fo’ 1 know t. En flat's er solium fac’, sho." "Well." said tho major, "then go when it strikes you. it is u r lk f to get rid of you occasionally. But if you get off this time without letting mo knowwhenyouttart I'll cut your cat u .1 when you come buck—if I don’t” And Isam believed liim. CHAPTER II. Isarn’s annual runaway freak had worried Major Worthington moro than anything of like importance ho had ever confronted. Ho cared not an iota for his lost time, nor for his bad ex ample, but it galled him to think that there was anything in connection with a negro that ho could not fathom. In this old negro he had at last found a cunning and a mystery that evaded his penetration. Study as ho might, no satisfactory explanation could ever be secured. Year after year about the 1st of July his factotum failed to appear, and tho place that had known him so : long knew him no moro for a fortnight. It was seldom that the major ever threatened a servant. Never before in his life had a threat been leveled at Isam, who was a privileged character about the house. It was not surpris ing therefore that just before daybreak next morning a knock was heard at the major’s window. That individual un derstood it, and quietly donning his clothes went outside, assured that he would find Isam on hand. He was not mistaken. "It’s dun struck me, Mass' Craffud. en I’s ’bliged ter go." said Isam. "Ah!” said the major, "then we’ll talk it over first.” Isam sat upon tho steps, tho major in his old rocker, and talk it over they did. until a pale glimmer trembled in the east. What passed between them no one ever learned, but finally the ma jor rose, and preceded by Isam. who bore a pack that gave him the appear ance of a sable Kris Kringle. struck out straight across the fence and the fields, disappearing in the woods be ; yond. Only the hounds knew when they ! left, and these tugged at their chains 1 with noisy pleadings, hut in vain. When day finally rolled in with stream ing banners, Woodhaven was without its master, and the overseer, too much accustomed to the eccentricities of that absent power to worry over his sudden ’ departure, reigned in his stead, j The path of the runaways led first di I rectly past a growth of plum bushes, an acie in extent, that stood out in the j open field, a small forest in itself. | This was the burial ground, where with I out regard to order or system the graves of departed negroes, covered with bits I of glass, broken cups, abandoned cans | and other treasures of the trash heap, dotted the shadowy depths. These glimmered faintly in the gray half | light, and Isam shivered slightly as ho ! passed. The movement did not escape the notice of the major, who smiled grimly as he said: "You don’t come this way, Isam, i when you run off by yourself.” The sound of a human voice was reas suring, and the negro answered cheerily; “Yessir. Ain’nuthin go’n tor tech ole Isam. All dem ’n dere is dun boun en sot.” And what the deuce is ‘bound and sot?’” The major’s inquiry betrayed impa tience rather than curiosity. He knew well how secretive is the negro of any class when interrogated in connection with his superstitions. Isam shook his head. “Lor sakes, Mass’ Craffud, don’ you know all ’bout dat?” “No,” said the major testily; "if 1 did I wouldn’t be wasting breath asking a tool nigger.” “Well,’’said Isam, willing to com promise in the interest of peace, “ w ’en er sperrit gits out’n de flesh, de only way hit can be boun en sot es ter plug er tree.” He stepped in front of a broken pine near the path and examined it crit ically. “Dere’s er plug roun hyah fur mi’ty nigh ev’y wun dem graves, ef yer knows where ter look. ” "What do you mean by this nonsense, Isam ? Do you expect me to swallow such stuff?” "Hit’ser fac\ Mass’ Craffud. Dere, now, dere’s er plug, sho’ nuff.” Years before—Major Worthington re membered it then—he had come across a split pine from which a half dozen of these plugs had fallen and was surpris "Don’, Mass’ Craffud, don’ do it!’’ ed by the scare it had caused on the plantation. They were made up of old nails, bits of glass, red pepper and tar and sprinkled wth the blood of a chicken. Each plug contained a few hairs from the head of the deceased and a piece of a garment that had been worn next the skin. Each ingredient had an important significance, but exactly what it was no one knew or knows to this day, unless some aged voodoo lin gers in the land and holds the secret. The major examined the signs point ed out. Only a practiced eye in broad daylight would have been apt to discover them. He deliberately took out his knife and began to pick at a plug. The change that came over Isam was lu dicrous. He clutched the major’s arm and chattered out: “Don’, Mass’ Craffud, don’ do it, honey! Youmoutlet demeanes’ nigg’r OU fie place git l ... til I, .1!' Tho major had cat: ly p- r.si- i .1 in his efforts to extract a plug until bis knife blade snapped. With a gr. ,.t pr. t< l. c of rage lie persi ;Ld with the I roKi ti blade until finally, sure euoii ,;i, out fell the plug. In an instant tho negro had seized it and thrust it in place again, and with his back to tho tree was begging so piteously tho major could n«t resist. "All right, idiot.” he said laughin lv. "Lead the way. 1 won't trouble it.” Isam moved off without much ad— and tho major, who was not built for running races and climbing fences, had as much as he could do to keep up. The negro wagged his head ominously as he hurried along. “Dereain’ notellin but w’at dat nig g’r dun got loos’ en 'gun his enrvortin roun ’fo’ now. One time lightnin bust ed er tree ov’r dere. en seben er d in plugs drap out. En dat summer de ty phoid fev'r struck seben nigg’rs, en de las' one uv'm died spang dead. Ain’ nev’r had dat fev'r ’fo’ er stnee on tie place. But dey do say.” continued Isam. now anxious to comnmuicate his extensive knowledge of the subject, ‘‘ef dem folks had n' burn do light fum dat treo uuthin’d happ’n. Cat you can’t git er nigg’r ’n Baldwin county ter burn eny mo’ uv de liglit nin's light ’ud* en ini’ty few go’u ter rake pine straw ’bout dere." CHAPTER III. The human race has certainly been evolved from a barbaric into a partly civilized state. At odd seasons the old instinct crops out and regains con trol of us. Major Worthington had entered upon his brief lapse into sav agery, though he did not realize it. Ill adapted as he was for foot journeys of considerable length, the flush of new freedom sustained him. But the unwonted exercise told at last. A halt must perforce soon have been ordered, when Isam plunged over a sharp decline and indicating a long line of paler green and a denser growth in front exclaimed: “ ’Mos’ dere now!” The major knew the place. It was the line of the Oconee river mapped in verdure. Reaching the welcome shade, he dropped down where Isam had al ready pitched his bundle. Mumbling after the fashion of old darkies, a meaning smile upon his lips, which, after all, is merely thinking aloud, Isam brought from the well filled depths of his kit a small stone jug. Soon, after certain rites and cere “Lor bless my soul, ef lie atn’ dun gone ter sleep!” monies appropriate to the occasion, he approached the major, a*'d with a tri umphant flourish extended a large tum bler of red liquid from which gracefully arose a small forest of mint. “Dun foun er noo spring,” he said, but the man propped against the cy press was motionless, and his hands were folded peacefully in his lap. Stooping down, Isam peered cautious ly under the braid hat brim, with the whispered ejaculation: ‘‘Lor bless my soul, ef he ain’ dun gono ter sloop I I recken dat las’ 10 railer was pow’ful Wurrin ter ’r man 'r his fat. Mass’ Craffud, Mass’ Craffud!” No answer came. Getting down on his knees, he care fully inserted with a spoon a few drops of the beverage between the lips of the sleeper and allowed them to percolate downward. As the "apple” of the tightened throat darted up and glided down again into place he whispered: “Mass’ Craffud, cs yer dun fainted?" The eyes opened, and the major sat bolt upright. The next minute he drained off the drink and sat contem plating the honest face, in whose eyes was a peculiar look. "T auk de goodness!” exclaimed Isam. “I biner holdin dis hyah julup hyah fur half er hour. Ain’ nev’r known you ter balk at er julup ’fo’ en 40 yeaurs!” “That came in the right time, Isam, and it’s good whisky,” said the major heartily. "Where did you get it?” “ Yessir,” chuckled the negro, "hit’s good, but hit ain’ good ter ask er stray hen w’at’s layin en your orchud whar she belong er how many teef she got.” The major realized that he had be come a guest. He laughed, sank back against the tree and soon again was lost in slumber. When he awoke, there had been a decided change in his sur roundings. A low fire burned a few yards away, and sundry flips of bacon were browning in a frying pan set jauntily thereon, while from the ashes beneath the brown ends of hoecakes pro truded. “ ’Tain’ but er bite,’’said Isam apol ogetically, "bat deswait tell de fish git mixed np wid dem sum er dese days, en den youseew’at hit ester be loos’ ’en free.” To be loose and free! The major fixed his eyes upon the old negro as he produced tin platters from his kit an transferred the smoking viands, humble but savory, from the frying pan. The wolds haunted him, and as the smoke arose there floated upon his vision pic tures of boyhood’s escapades. Isam had .. ins own infancy, ■ i I'i wars tho qnrs .... i . 1 altogether nnsett1 for the negro was five or six years 1..0 senior. How Mu y hail bunt ed i'"-1 • 1 o.I u...l :> t gums for rab bits anil snares for lards a i.i robbed nests! Loos 'e"1 OH Isani sur veyed with p. .! in., ..... ..oil the um jur S tle.ee UUneJC 11, .1 tile' 111 ll'lllllg meal. •Deroain no spring ehick’n pn rter pan,” he said S"”1 .nslv. but er fuss rate app tire i,..i ,• . ties’es good er grip on t >• tup t1 i ..eon os tut kin on er y..11. i 1 g' <*!iMrc!>. •'Thero is something in that."said tho major, "(jet your Lip, you black rascal, a.:,l go to eating." but Isam shook his head. "No, sail. \V on or nigg’r teeds. ha don' wan’ no w’ita folns ronn. Ho wan’ ter git off en mop do pan ’thont ’tract’ll 'tention ter hisse’f." “It seems to me." slid tho major, as he transferred another Hip of bacon to his platter, "that it must be mighty hard for an honest nigger to live com fortably out here.” Isam’s face took on a look of personal injury. “Er hones' nigg’r,” ho said, stirrin up tho ashes and inserting iresli cake, ‘‘don’eat no mo’ out hyah den ho do at home, not a hit. Rashnns cs rashnu* ennywhar you lino ’em. Eli 1 hear say.” ho continued significantly, “w'on tolks go; J tr vis’tin <1 v don' ’quire es ter do year marks uv do pig, w’en back bone en spar’ ribs en chine es sot out. " “Your idea of etiquette is perfectly sound. Isam.” 'En dci only timo w’en folks w'at's vis’tin got er right ter git dt r backs up es w 'ui de gem’man feed 'esse’f high en feed t' others low. ” With an air of dignity tho old negro gathered up the remnants of the spread, tho major having finished and retired to allay the pangs cf an increased appetite, but he was doomed to further delay. A most profane ejaculation fell from the major’s lips and came to his ears. I ”Des’ es I said, dere ’tis ergin—ter : backer now.” He put aside tho repast | and grumblingly investigated tho kit ' once more. ”En 1 rcck’n w’en ho see ! dis yer hag er terbacker ho go'll ter ! want hits ped’gree all way back. ” Nevertheless he produced it, with a 1 handful of corncob pipes, and cutting a 1 reed stem handed to tho major the fin j est smoking outfit in tho world. As ! Isam skillfully balanced a glowing coal upon tho little heap of tobacco ho con cluded : I "Somehow nuther snmp’n said ’bout 1 time do runaway noshun struck in, : ‘Isam, you go’u ter seo com’ny terday, and hit’s go’n ter be Mass’ Craffud, ’ sc I des laid in er bag spesh’ly fur ’in.” The major merely drew in and ex pelled a cloud of smoke. He contented himself with saying, “You are very thoughtful,” and laughing softly to himself Isam retired to his meal. As he finished and stuffed his own cob pipe full of “natural leaf” and perique— brought along especially for his master —Isam cast his eye skyward. “Mos’ 10 er’clock. Mus’ be movin out er hyah. Bimeby overseer en houn be Tong in er hurry. Got ter git whar meat es thicker too. Dat bacon en hoe cake hard ter ’-eat. but dey don’ half fill de bill wid er run’way nigg’r. Des wait twell we git er mess er redbelly en brim, en 1 reck’n slio’ uuff de fun go’n ter b’gin ter start. Time we uz go’n. Mass’ Craffud.” The major rose and followed cheer ily. Skirting the swamp, Isam soon found v hog path, and presently the runaways came in sight of the river. A batteau was tied up in a little branch near by, and in it lay an ax and a paddle. “Isani,” said the major as he clam bered in, “how does it happen that you find a beat and ax all ready here, and the runaway notion only struck you just be fore day this morning?” Isam shook his head as he chuckled: “Hit ain' de rite time er day ter ’6plain t’ings, Mass’ Craffud. Dere ain’ no tellin w’at time dem houn’s go’n ter strike er hot trail, en de tree dat you kin clime ain’ go’n ter lif’ you out’n de reach uv a dog.” The little boat, propelled by vigorous strokes, shot out into the liver, and gliding under the willows boro its passengers swiftly down stream. CHAPTER TV. Shut out from sight of the stream stretched a Bermuda sward hemmed in by gigantic trees, in whoso boughs the cicadas were singing. The old boyish enthusiasm roso strong within tho ma jor. “This is tho camp,” he said, "and there,”—pointing to the log jammed creek behind him, slowly mingling its clear waters with the river’s mud—“is tho place for bream and redbellies. ” Isam fairly shouted: “Dere, now, dey ain’ nev’r no use tellin er man wot knows how ter fish whar ter drap er line. De two go Tong tergether. Dos you tek dese hyar lines, Mass’ Craffud, en git reddy fer | supper, w'ile i ten ter do res’.” Throwing open his pack, Isam dis played his simple tackle, hurried around and cut a pole from a neighbor ing brake, and peeling tlie bark from a i fallen tree picked out a handful of flat heads. Adjusting himself to a log, the ! major cast his lino and began to draw in the bream. j "Dere, now,” chuckled Isam, [ . ain’ seen you do dat sence you was er courtin Miss ’Mandy Bullard en we a’l wuz down ter Sykes’ fishpond.” But the major was landing fish and did not have time to listen to Isam, ob serving which that individual, casting an inquiring glance at tho sun. seized I his ax and went to work in tho cane i brake. In an incredibly short space of : time he had cut down and dragged up I enough poles to construct a rude hut, i and soon alter comjileted tho shanty. Then, with one happy glance at tuo fu gitive perched upon the log contentedly warring with the bream, ho glided off into the woods and disappeared from view. (Continued on page?) : J H (j(t(*g;u!ar Graduated.) j.re the lending and most successful specialists and will give you help. Young and mid die aged men. RemarkaHe re suits have follow ed our treatment. 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