Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, February 16, 1896, Editorial Sheet, Page 10, Image 10
10 TII15 OMAITA DAILY JHiJTCs SUNDAY , ITEirRTTABY 10 , 1800. BY Joel Chevndter ht , 110 * . l > y Jtel < r ard : < T Hntrls. CHAl'THH HI. CONTINUED. "Tho sight of all this , " said the crny pony , contlnulnc hi * atory. "surprised mete to that I stopped In the road and cami near tucking tall and running bick the way 1 came. But the Little Master was no\e.-r afraid of anything. He stroked my shoul der nnd scolded me , too , and urged mer - ward. Now there was nothing about this wagon train to frighten mo. I had si-en wagon trains before. Hut this one loomed up so suddenly and unexpectedly that It made mo have a queer , shivery fcellne. as when I hear a horse fly zoon'nir ' around and don't know where ho Is going to llsht. It happened that the wagons were on a fandy leval. and neither their wheels nor the mules' feet mode any noise. The negroes were marching along as silently as the rhadowg that run on the ground when the moon 'Is shlnlnc and the clouds are flying. It was the flrct tlmo I had ever seen negroes golr.K along the road together In utter sllcnco. They were neither talking t.or . laughing ami they seemed to bo very far from pinging. "Going nearer , I saw that the negro driv ers were chained to the wncons. On each side of the flic of marching negroes rode a while man , a shotgun lying acroea his lap. I thought the negroes were prisoners , utid thnt the men wore carrying them to court for the Judge and jury to sit on them. So She Little Master thought , for he urged me 'orward until we came up with the man who rode near the tall negro at the head ct the file. " 'Good morning , ' said the Little Master to the man. " 'Good day , sonny , ' replied the man , but he kept his eye on the negro at the head .of the file. " 'Whoso negroes are these ? ' the Little MCI tor atked. " 'Mine , ' said the man , smacking his lips over It ; 'every ono mine. ' " 'Then we went on In silence. The Little Mastnr had a way when he was puzzled of reaching over the saddle and twisting a wisp of my mane between his fingers. He did this now. He curled the wisp of hair on his forefinger and uncurled It ever so many times , aa wo went on In silence. I noticed that the negro at the head of the file had his arms tied at the elbows. The whole weight of the long rope , which was a big one. fell on this negro , but ho was tall and strong and moved forward without sign of distress. "Presently the Little Master spoke to the man again. 'What have your negroes done tint they should bo carried to Jail ? ' "Tho man laughed loudly , as ho replied : I'm not carrying thorn to Jail. They are lor sale. ' " 'Then you are a negro speculator , said the Little Master. " 'That's what some people call mo , sonny. Speculator or what net , I have negroes for kale. If you want to buy one , I'll sell you that buck at the head of the gang. He's the finest of the lot , but .I'll sell him cheap. He's WOMB than a tlcer. ' "The Llttlo Master urged mo forward until we came to the sldo of the man at the head of the file. That was my first sight of the Son of Ben All. I knew at once that he was no negro. The Llttlo Master spoke to him. and he smiled as he answered. " Til sell him' cheap , sonny , ' said the man ; 'name your price , glvo me the money , and take him.1 "Tho Llttlo Master slapped the pommel of his saddle , and L knew by that he was angry. But what * ho lutendgd JsfBay wao never said fpV Just" then-the. Whife-ialred Master and thpUoaoher came by.In Uie.buggy , goIng - Ing at ft-swceplng trfct , 'and tile lilttlo Master gavel nre the rein to follow , which I was more than glad to > do. Never before had I eenvlho White-haired Master use the whip onoil Sorrel , the buggy horse , but ho used It that day , and I had hard work to catch up and keep up. The teacher had turned In his seat and watched the file of negroas and thV covered wagons as far as he could see .them. There was a frown on bis face and hl " eyes had a queer light In them. I al ways dodge when a man looks at me that way. "I think the White-haired master wanted to'got the toachcr away from that procession ot negroes. I heard them talking as I can tered besldo the buggy. " 'You are from the north , and , of course , you don't understand these thing ? , ' said tho. White-haired Master. " 'You are right , ' replied the teacher. 'I don't understand them at all. I'm trul' terry I taw that eight. I shall see it aga In my dreams. ' " 'I have been living hero fifty yeara. ' the White-haired Master remarked , 'and that li the second time I ever saw It. ' "The teacher said nothing more , and we won entered the town , where there worn G great many people. Hitched to ono of the racks I saw a rcan mule that had given me a vicious bite when wo were In the drove together. He was poor enough now , and his cars hung dejectedly. I wanted to stop nnd read him a moral , but the Little Master bade mo go on , and I had no opportunity to speak to my old tormentor. " CHAPTRH IV. GRISTLE CONCLUDES HIS BTOHY. "Tho Little Master gave mo a drink of cool water frdm the well In the public square , and then ho had mo carried to a comfortable stall In the stable behind the old tavern. I don't know how long I stayed there , but by the time I had dropped oft into a comfortable doze , dreaming that I was nibbling sassafra * buds in the orchard at homo , a negro came running Into the stable and Into my rtall. He came upon mo BO sudden that I turned In the stall to get out of his way , nnd nearly mashed the breath out of him. Ho limped along and led mo to the front of the tavern. There I saw the Little Master waiting to mount , and I went toward him gladly enough. "I thought wo wcro to go home , but my thoughts Jumped ahead ot facts. I soon saw that the speculator's wagons and his file of negroes had come Into town , and hart stopped to rest on the public square , where- great crowd had gathered around them some out of curiosity and some out of sympathy. I heard an old horse , blind In one eye , say to a companion tied near that such sights wore seldom seen In these parts. The Little Macter had sent for me , so that , by smins on my back , he would be as toll as any of the men. "H rode ma Into the crowd that had gathered around the negroes. The people made way for him , and I soon found myself BO close to the son of Den All that ho could touch my nose with his hand , although his elbous wcro pinioned. So that he was able to Blve mo the sign , and I knew him and spoke to him ana he to mo ; whereupon ho knew that he had found one- friend there. He had found two frlondu , for the Llttlo Master stretched forth his hand , while as a flower , and touched the BM ot Ben All on the cheek , whore there waa th mark of a wound , saying ' 1'oor fel- lowj't'ara terry for you. ' And the Son of Hun AH reached up the best he could , his orniD being pinioned , and took the white hand of the Little Master In his and preeted it to bin forehead and thru to his lips. After that h held his head higher , so that he looked over all that stood around him and beyond him , und sin I led a little. ' Hut Just then the man who owned him cam6 liuitllng toward us , untied the. rope to which the Son of Bon All waa chained. Riul puHhtd him roughly through the crowd to tb sheriffs block that Blood m'nr the court house door , Thin he made the Son of Hen All mount , 00 that all might nee him. AB he stood there , without a coat , the col- lor of bli slilrt thrown open , and the muscles of hln chfpt KwellliiB and falling , he seemed to lie u man amonK men. When the whlto nun .tlooil on the block beside him , tht > crown ot hip hut w < u no higher than the 6911 at , Brn All's vboulder , "TUa mr.n made a ircrch to tbo pecpla. I don't remember everything ho said , but I could tee he luted the Sou of Ben All and was * fr'd of him. Ho was ready to Jump from ttinj | > )9ck ) and nm. Hut the Son of Hen AM paid no attention to him. He had his yaj Jlvc-d oil the lice ot ( ho Little Mailer , follow Ing every movement ho made and al ways smiling. The Little Mru'tcr kept his ryes en the Whltc-halrcd Mauler and called and beckoned to him. But tomehow I couldn't ice what the trouble was the While-haired Master appeared to be very but < y. Ho wat talking with a man who was a stunner to nu > , And , although he heard tti3 L ttle Maotcr , and nodded and smiled at him , ho kept on talking. I went toward him with out any urging and when wo got there ho was talking about constitutions and other government contraptions and seemed to bo very warm over It , I was so disgusted that I snorted as often and as loud as I could , and If people had only known It there was more hotpo pcnse In one ot my unorts than there way In all the politics Ihave heard from that day to this. "But all this tlmo the speculator or trader , \\lmlcvcr you call him , uas calling to the crowd to come and see the flue bargain he was going to offer. I had one cir fcr the trader and another for the Little Mauler. One said : " 'Como up , gentlemen , nnd see what a mcrlflce I am going to make. Como up and I'll tell you why. ' "The other sold ; 'Come , fattier , please cornel You'll be too late ! ' The Whlto-halrcd Master nodded and smiled. 'Presently , son ; presently. ' "The trader said : 'Walk right up , gen tlemen , and I'll loll you the truth , I'm sail ing this l y because he's too Irlcky lo Iravel with. He's bad tempered and hard headed. What ho needs lo a maoter who will take tlmo lo make him buckle down lo work. ' "The li'ttlo ' Master said : 'Father , come. Oh , don't wait any longer. ' The Whlto- halrcd Master smiled , 'Yen , yes ! ' and placed his hand on my neck , whereupon I snorted and phook It off. "The trader cried out at the top of his voice : 'Come up , gentlemen ! Come up ! Lcok nt this boy's limbs. Look at his mus cles. Not a flaw about him , except his tem per. What am I offered , cash down , for this likely fellow ? ' "Tho llltlo master said : 'Please , pleise ti got hi * head In my mouth , but ho saw me earning and fell backward and rolled out ot the way before I could reach him , nor could I trample him. His luck raved him. "And then somebody caught my bridle anil gave It a Jerk thai brought mo to my pcnpfs. Whoever II was led tno oul ot the crowd and away from the court houw. I could feel the Llttlo Master shaking In the saddle , and 1 knew ho was crying , but I held my head down , not knowing what to do or where lo RO. "Presently the White-haired Master , hear ing of the commotion , came running toward us. His face was as whlto aa a. ahest. "Why , my ton ! my darling bay ! What Is the trouble ? " Ho placed his arms around the Ltltlo Master. ' 0. tell your falhcrl Has any ono dared lo hurst BO much aa your llltlo finger ? There , don't cry any more. ' "Thon the Lltlle Master told him what you have already heard , his voice shaking and his white hands trembling. " 'Walt ! ' said the While-haired Maslcr. "WHh tha'l he suddenly lurned and went toward the crowd at Ihe courl house. I fol lowed , though the Lllllo Master never touched a rein. The people seemed to expect some thing , and they made way for Iho White- haired Master and for me , with my nose at bin coittally. " 'Has the sala been closed ? ' ho asked sharply. Hlo words were snapped out like the popping of a whip. " 'Yes , Blr ; yes , sir It has been closed , ' the trader replied. Ho was as humble and po''to ' as one of his poor negroes. " 'Gossell ! ' said Iho While-haired Maslor his voice sounded ns I have heard It when he was talking to a lazy plough hand 'Gossettl I will give you $1.500 for your barcaln. ' "Mr. Gossett shook his head and smiled , showing Iwo or three yellow leeth. I was so anxious to get at him that the Llttlo Mauler was compelled to slap mo with the slack of the bridle reins and bid me stand still. " "No , " said Mr. Gossetl. 'I'd rather havt the nigger than the money. ' THE LITTLE MASTER URGED ME FORWARD UNTIL WE CAME TO THE SIDE OF THE MAN AT THE HEAD OF THE FILE. hurry , falher ! You'll bo too late. The mun la selling him now1 ! The air was blue with states rights and constitutions. I shook my head and gave a. loud whicker. This seemed to Irritate the white haired master , for ho ceased to smile nnd Joke. " 'Go buy him yourself , ' he said , sharply. " 'How much shall I bid , father ? ' " 'Up to J1.200. ' "Before the little master could take the brldel tains in his hands I wheeled and cantered toward the crowd thai had galbered round the sheriff's block , where the Son ( Ben All stood. "The trader was saying : 'How much am I offered ? How much ? Look at him , gentlemen - tlomen ! As sound as a dollar ! ' "Tho man who lives across the creek ilr. Goshawk no Mr. Gossett got on the block with the Son of Ben All and put on his spectacles and looked al him , and felt of him , and thumped him'on the back , and punched him In Iho aides. The Son of Ben All never flinched nor moved a muscle. Ho kept his eyes fixed on the lltllemaster. . But , after all , what could the llttlo masler do ? Ho was bub a child. "Mr. Gosaelt came down from the block , look off his spectacles , and eald something to the trader , who then cried oul : " 'Whal.do you Ihlnk , good poo'pto ? I am asked to give this boy away ! My frlond here offers me $500 for the finest hand that ever stood on the block In Ihls counlry. Five hundred dollars ! I am offered $500 ! ' " 'Seven hundred dollars ! ' cried the lltllo master. "Tho trader stepped and looked at the Llt tlo Master , as If he thought the bid was a Joke. " 'Wlio said teven hundred ? ' ho asked. " 'I did.1 said the Llttlo Master. " 'Sovon hundred It Is , ' said the trader. 'I nm offered seven hundred only seven hundredl' " 'Mr. Gossctt said something lo the trader , > tlio cried out : 'Eight hundred ! I am offered eight hundred ! ' " 'Nino hundred ! ' said the Little Master. " 'That Is right ! ' cried Iho trader. 'In this country oven the children have saddle b.igs full of money. Nine , hundred ! I am offered nine hundred ! ' "Mr. Gossett nodded his head. I was watching him. 11 'One thousand ! ' cried the trader. 'I am offered ono thousand ! Am I to glvo tlia ! man away for $1,000 ? ' " 'Twelve hundred,1 said the Little Master In a yolco as clear as a bell. "This seemed to stagger the trader. Ho looked at the Little Master and then he looked at the crowd. He shook his head , and then some ofthe people laughed. This made others laugh , and then the trader , very red In the face , turned to Mr. Qossett anil said : " 'I don't like to be made a fool of. This negro Is yours , air , for $1,000. ' "This made the people laugh again , but the Little Master didn't lauR > > > He cried lethe the crowd eruuud , 'Get out of my way hero ! ' and gave me tboord to push my way through. I needed neither whip nor spur for that , and the people In front of me had OH much aa they could do to scuflle and scramble out of my way. " 'Here , sir , what does this mean ? ' cried the Llttlo Master. 'I hid $1,200 and you sell him for $1,000. Whnt do you mean ? ' " 'Don't bother me , sonny,1 the man re plied. 'The negro li mine. I sell him for what I please. This gentleman bore , ' ho pointed to Mr. Gossett , 'eald you were play ing one of your pranks. I've no time for pranks. If you are not pranking , plank down your $1,200 on that block there. ' "Mr. Ootuett had laken from bla pocket a lone red bnok , and was already counting out the money he ha < ] bid. Then and there a thing happened that has never been under stood by anybody but me. Everybody will tell you that the Little Master tried tp rldo over and run down Mr. Gossctt , but It 1 * not so. The Little Master tad no moro to do with It tlian the eld buggy borso who was tied to the rack near by. I foil the I.Htle Master's Irnnd iluke aa U rested cu my ihpuldcr. and I heard him sob , I was no mad that everything grew dark except Mr. Ucuuott'j fact. I plunged it lilm ami tried ' " 'I'll give you $2,000 , ' persisted the White- haired Master. "Mr. Gossett showed his yellow teeth again. 'Well , sir , ' he said , 'If he's worth that to you , he's wprlh 11 lo me. The facl Is , I wanl lo lame Ihe 'nigger. ' They say he'o as wild as a buck , and as hard-headed as a mule. I want to lame him. ' "Tho White-haired Master turned to the trader. 'Why did you Insult my son and mo by refusing to cry his last bid ? ' He caught the man by the throat and shook him. The people gave back and scattered a little at this , for In those times men were quick to us ? their knives and pistols. But the trader had no Idea ot using1 his , though he had both In his belt. " 'Let me explain , sir ; let me explain , ' he cried , aa the White-haired Master released his hold. 'That gentleman there said the youngster was only playing me one of hi ? Jokes. ' " 'What gentleman ? ' Iho While-haired Master asked me , as quick as a flash. He wheeled and looked around , as If searching for some one. The people were still afraid a flfilit was about to take place , and they stood off some distance , but not so far thai they couldn't hear every word thai was said. " 'What gentleman ? ' the White-haired Master repeated , facing the trader. "The trader went lo Mr. Gossott and toucl ed his shoulder so as to make no mis take. 'This Is the gentleman , sir. ' he salt ) . "At tills the White-haired Master fairly roared with laughter. 'Pay him another hundred ! He has earned II. You'll not find another man In the country to pay you such a compliment. ' "There must have been some Joke or hit In this , for the people laughed oven louder than the White-haired Master , and Mr. Gos sott turned very red In tho'face. But If It was a Joke it passed over my head. I saw no fun In It , and neither did the Son of Ben All , who had drawn near and was fondling the thin white baud of the lltllo master In his. " . Hero the Gray Pony paused and held his head up as If ho heard a nolsa somewhere. Then ho cropped cff a bunch cf peach leaves and chewed on them , to all appearances rel ishing their flavor. This done , be scratched his neck by rubbing It agalnrt the peach tree , which was old and rough. The children sat absorbed In the story he was telling. "Now , rlghl here. " the Gray Pony went on , "two or three things happened so close togclhcr that the quickest eye could' hardly separate them. If I told them as they hap pened I them Id have lo tell them all at once , bul this can't be done , not even In your tongue. So I'll have to blunder along tbo best I know how. In cantering or gallopIng - Ing I always start off on my right forefoot. A man taught mo that with a whip and I've never been able to forget It. That foot CCIH03 down heaviest and I always fling the right foreahoe first. In waa looie when wo started from homo that morning and when I Jumped at Mr. Goseett I wrenched It nearly off. For a tlmo I didn't mind It , but every time I stamped my fool to drive the flies away It rang and rattled Ilka a cow boll. The Son of Ben All , hearing It rattle as ho stood by the Llttlo Master , ctocpod and placed his ha'nd on my knee , I gave him my foot and he drew the shoo off by giving It a Blight twlet with hla fingers. "When the Whlte-halrcd Master told Mr. Goftett to pay the trader another hundred dollars ho made a step toward the man to see \\bat ho would do. Al that moment Mr. Gosyett's son , George , a great rowdy and bully , came rushing through the croud. He waa red In the face and fairly foaming at the mouth. Ho came crying , 'In pip In a fm ? Where are you , pap ? ' He had a pistol tel in his hand and when ho saw the White- haired Master standing BO near hla pap , ae be called htm , he bellowed like a mad bull and ciins rushing up , leveling the pistol aa he got near , "This happened Just a the Son of Ben All -Affiiichod the shoe from my foot. Still utoopliig he turned bla held and saw George Gcspctt halt end point bis pistol at the Whltc-halrud Master. I felt the body of the Son of Ben All sway under my neck lu tbo most unaccountable manner , and the uext iiicmeu' I saw young Gowett fall aa It - - he had been'irrtfck by llRhlnlnjr. The Son ol Den All cr pT Ohder my bslly , and whan I saw him flRvn ho was Mlllng on the block where ho hid ptofet to bo sold , his arms folded and h | ore * * closed as It bo were fast ' . "No ono Vno what had happened cxccpl the Son ofIlea All and myself. All eyes had been fxed } jon George GoRPotl and the Wh'to-hiilred , , Master. Some Wld Ooa.vtt Imd fallen Ju a' , fit ot pjiulon and that the blcod hid but t , from his face. Some silt that ho had , fallen on a horseshoe thai hap pened to boytng | neir. Some said one .thins and some another. George Gospatt always declared , so I've heard , that somebody Jabbid him. in .the face with a forked sjtlck but his bes't" ftlcnds paid ho was drunk a the time and fell on the horseshoe and bur himself. UM tricro were some people who whispered II a'otlnd that they paw the blooi gush from his face as he felt forward , "The mailer was never explained , and for many a long day no one bul the Son of Ben All and I knew thai Gosj'tt had been hi In the face by one of my shoes. I think the Whllo-halred Masler learned the trutl by asking the Son ot Ben All about It one night when they wcro returning from a lo ride together. "In the mldrt of Ihe excitement old Mr Gossan forgol all aboul Iho Son of Ben All. But after the wounded man had bfci carried to n doctor's aliop and physicked , am the dcclcra had said ho wculd recover , Ihougl Iho brulto was A pjrlouo ono , Mr. Gomel remembered his purcbam , and cams cut to the public equare In some alarm , tctrlng tha his no'Aly bought slave had given him Iho slip. Bill he had not far lo wok. Though Iho public square was deicrlod except to : Ihe Iior > 2s > and mules lied lo Ihe rocks am a tow pecpla slraggllng almleis'.y aboul. Iho Son of Ben All still' pat on the sheriff's block erect and rilcnt , his arms folded and his fee crossed. The Iradcr'o wagon nnd his trait ot slaves had passed on through the town. "When Mr. Gcsoitt fliw the Son of Ben All Bitting where he had lefl him , he noJdc , his held approvlngiy. His eon had come to town In a wagon , and In Ihls the young mat had to bo carried home. Straw was opreat In the body of the wagon , and Into this George Goseott was llftoJ. The old man had como In a buggy , and he made the Sot of Bon All sit beside him and drive him. " At this point Ihe gray pony paused am bit at a speckled fly that was slttlnt ; on Ills fat olde out of reach of the sweep of his tall. "Is thai all ? " asked Busier John. "It la enough , " replied 'the gray pony. "A few days afterward , being on Ihe far side ot the plantation , i heard a plough mule telling Mr. GowoU's buggy horse that the Son of Ben All h d gone to the woods. " The gray , 'jp-ny , % oayuiR Ihls. lurned am walked awaycs - ' , 'if ' . M CHAPTER V. AMBLERi'BEOINS ' HIS STORY. The children . 'thought that they 4md been treated somewhat Impolitely by. the gray pony and so , as sean as they could flnil an opportunity , and when Ihey thought he was In a good hunior , .lhey as ol him why ho walked away so abruptly and refuiirJ ta tsl them the reason -Aaron went to the .wood ? and whal befell Wm when he col Ihero. "As for that , " the crayljiohy anowarcd , "I know nothing of ! the matter"of my own knowledge. Itja'all hearsay with mo. The Son of Bon AIIcan tell you. . He knows. , He was there. " , ' ' . t < The chlldrsrf' ! ' < had to bo 'content with thl ? until they ffei < J" ; n 'ppport-jnlty ; to talk with Aarcn. Ho' fery 'busy ii'.irlng tha day , ' and Fometlir night , managing the affair ? of the pla . ' but he told thanr that whenever ixw a light in hie cabin rlghl nflor he would Invo time to talk to tlicm. lappenel. the next night.- Oru&llla light , ohd * .told Sweetest' Susan and 1 Jphn tf. was th > r(5 ( , and In a few mln hey were ; all" in Aaron's" They found hlnub'aklng ar-'lioecako nnd--fry- IIIK eonie bicon , and It smelt o goad that Buster Jobn s mouth began to water , al though lie had just eaten his supper. "Uncle An'ron/'jlie raid. "I'll give ; you Iwo biscuits and'a'piece cf ham for a'piece ' of youilhoecakeaind''Eome ; : ' ' of your moat. " "Do so do'so , ainiwerod Aaron. /'Bring fqnn b soulty and Iwo pieces of ham , " criedjBvipateet Susan , as Bu.ster John rushed out of the door. .Ho relumed in a lUtle. while -wltro four biscuits , each sand wiched with ai piece of bam. Whoretinan Aaron turned over to the children all bin hoacake and frl i bacon , which they de voured w'th a rcjish which belongs to youth alone. Thlp done , they gave Aaron to under stand what they came for , and he. 'without any apology , explanation or delay , such as a negro would have Indulged in , and likewise without any humor , told his story. Perhaps there was no mom fw humor , but a negro would have found a place for it. "I can'l tell you Ihe story as the field hands could , " said Aaron. "They hive a word for everything. What I know Is that when I saw the little white boy crying about mo I was no lor3r the rime man. Some thing twe'.led here" touching his thrcal "and something b'roko here" striking his breast. "I had vild to myself , be as cun ning as a snake. My mind was made up to run away from the man that bought me and follow the negro trader and strangle him in tbo nlghl. He was a boast. 1 promised my.ulf thai he should live no more. The thoushta made mo hap-y and then I saw the white child , small and crip pled , crying because hi ? father had not bought me. I said , what Is he to mo ? And then my hands shotk and my knees trembled. Another man crept Into my skin and looked out of my eyes. Not since my mother shook hands -with mo when I waa a boy had I seen anybody crying for me. Then. I said , the man 'who uets me today will gel a good bargain. "In my mind triero was but one thought the child' Is my Little Master. The gray pony has told me what happened , It wao n save the Little Master's father that I threw the horseshoe. I thought the young man waa kllle'd , and I bald It Is a pity ! When I rode hcme with Mr. Gossett I kept on saying It Is a pity a great pity ; and when my new .master asked mo if I would treat him right I smiled and told him I would do the beit I could. And I did. I worked for him as hard as I over worked for a man. But he never itrusled me. He was alnaya watching me. "Ono night , just after sundown , ho called mo out of my hut It was not a cabin and sad ! ho wanted mo to get In Ihe one-horse wagon and take a bale of cotton to a neigh bor's house and cell It to him. At once I cmellcd tiouble. " 'Bul ' will the man buy It ? ' I asked. "The answer was : 'He may ; If ho does , the money Is yours. If not , no harm is done. ' " 'I am afraid of the patterrollers , ' said I. "Tho answer was ; Til not bo far away. ' "I had nothing else to do but go , but I knew Ihere was trouble al the end of the road. I had seen negroes lashed for selling their matters'.things , and I had seen white men sent to i jail .for trading with negroes between two suns. I found oul long after ward thai Mv > Ggssotl's neighbor had some land that hai.retused to sell. Ho was not very well off , buj , he held to Ma land and made poor crons. . If he bought the cotton from mo Mr , Gpasetl could buy his lander or put him in'Jail. But this was all dark to mo then. 1 ' "I mountedtftliB wagon but wait ! Ram bler , the track .jlog , Is here. He knows what happened , jj.will call him. Aaron went to . ( he door of his cabin , put his right hatid Mo his mouth , and gave a musical halloo.l."Tio ) dogs were barking In another partJ.of'tire lot , but they ceased In stantly , as if'listening. ' Then Watch , the catch dog , bbrkeil three times. ( To tfe Continued. ) I' in u 9tfl Chicago Post. Three lltlle girls nre weary. Weary of books and of play ; Snd Is the world and dreary. Slowly the time slip * away. Six little feet ore nchlntf. liowed Is each little head. Yet they are up and shaking1 When there la mention of bed. Ilravely they lauuh and they chatter , Just for a minute or two ; Then , when they end their clatter , Bleep comes quickly lo woo , Slowly their eyes are closing- , Down again drops cv'ry head , Three little umlila are dazinsr , Though they're not ready for bed. That la their method ever. Nlsrht utter night they protest. Claiming they're sleepy never , Never In need of Ihelr rest ; Nodding' und ulmoat dreaming , Drowsily each little head , Still Is forever scheming. Merely to keep out of bed. TOMMY AND THE GRAND DUKE. - it- * * * . A True Story of n Hrnvc Kentucky ( Ilrl. Si * 'H ' cJ ( Oopyrlnht , 1S9 , by Oenevlove 1 * llr.wni1. ) Tommy lived on a farm In Kentucky. She was a short , slMitly built girl ot 14 , with strong , heavy ankles and wrlHs , a rude chock ot nhort hair , which wan unusually bristling. She cponl most ot her tlmo out of doors , wearing1 no head covering except ing a discarded brim tint had bel"ngoJ to the hat of one ot the farm hands. She had a contempt tor dolls , and while rhe never shirked any hcusehold tasks that were asulgned her , they wcro no sooner fln'uhcd than she was off to the fields or woods , not to return until hunger or nightfall compelled her. her.Sho She would work In the fields beside her father and farm hands for hours without a word of complaint , tor she laved the smell of fresh turned cirtli and all the forms ot creeping , growing life. Her mother was much concerned over what she conaideroJ Tommy's lack of fcm- Inlno tendencies , and held many a consulta tion with grandmoUierei , auntp and courlns us to what course she had beJl pursue In order to correct the gltl. "I should whip her and make her remain Indoors , " eiU n warped npliutcr. "Do not allow her among the farm hands , " cautioned one. "Drcso her more as n young Indy and make her take music lesswn , " suggested another. "Send her to a convent , " urged the fourth. Tommy heard their verdicts with firm , set Hp3 and flashing eyes , but her father , who had given her the masculine paiudonym , snapped his lingers and slid : "Let the child alone. You will sec that she'll come out all rlgliti The exerclfa In the open air To worth everything el93 to her whllo she It growing , and her \vc-rk In the flclda Is worth twice that of her brother. " She turned a grateful look toward his hard , neitned face , and dartej away down the path to the stables , flinging out the wild , free notesof an unfcttcic.1 bird. Her father found her ono day standing be fore the stall of the young stallion he had re cently purchased. "What Uo you think of ths Grand Duke , Tom lan't he a fine fellow ? Hut ho hasn't bosn broken. He's a vicious creature , too. The men don't Itko to tackle htm. " Tom was delighted , for she loved horses , SHH SPRANG AS A YOUNG PANTHER UPON THE HORSE. and had never experienced a sensation of fear among Iheni. When her falher wa * well out of the way she climbed on the salt box , near the stall , and , reaching down , secured the halter. She backed the Grand Duka out and led him Into the barnyard. He no aaoner found himself under the open skies than ho made a grand plunge for freedom , running round and round the girl , wrapping the rope on her wrlsta un til the skin broke , plaining It with her Wood. Finding himself balked , he made a lunge toward her , rearing his great hoofs over her head. WHh the large cart whip In her hand she irtepped back , looking him steadily and fearlessly In the eyes , the whiles of which shwie ominously. "D-n't you dare ! " she crloJ , preparing to bring the bull end down on his head. Hlo greal 'legs wavered , and he brought Ihem harmlcly to the ground beside her , only to bo lifted again , while he wiortod angrily. It was a struggle a cloud of dust , a plung ing animal , a flying whip and then she grasped him firmly by the mane and led him back , for ahe heard her father's voice , and feared Iho consequences If he should find her. The horse Irled to catch her between his body and the wall , and she was obliged to climb Into his trough , dealing him a smart blow. The barn was opened and her father came stralghl toward the stall. "Tommy , Tommy. " he called , "I heard you. Where are you ? What are you dolnc In thai stall ? Como out Instantly and don't ever let mo catch you there again. Didn't I warn you against the vlclousness of thai animal. " WHh a bound she reached his Bide , and ho uhook her severely. Bui this did not prevent her from making dally pllgrlmngos to the Grand Duke , ' and familiarizing him with her , softly rubbing his back and allowing him lo cmcl ! the sad dle , until at laot she was able to adjust II upon him , and t > ? al herself flrmly , making short trips to the barnyard. Once , as she rode out ot the stall , eho saw that she had forgotten to pul up the bar ncrow l'io ' main doorway. The horse headed for Hie opening , and as she pasied llirough she glanced at the bar , as II stool leaning obliquely against the door Jamb , and shud dered with a feeling of apprebenuion lhal she TOMMY. could not explain to herself. In a moment t was over , and she waa riding calmly Into bo Holds. The farm hands did not notice her until itio was quite near. "llntaw Faukei , look 'at 100 dawtawl" dried one of them , staring at her In con sternation , hi * mouth open , his fingers spread. "Mlstaw I'awkes" Bald nothing , but hli ace blanched and Ills eyes were fixed sternly on the girl. "Shall I run and catch them } " asked the nan. "No no , " replied her father , collecting himself and recalling how often he had found her dodging about Ihn horse In the sUblo. "She's probably broken him In. Look how well she sits. " And a Kit-am of pride stole Into his eC9. "Tommy , " ho called , In a tone thnt she dared not disobey , "tako that horse back. " Tommy had fastened him to a post whllo she adjusted the bar In the doorway , won dering what could have bcn the cause of lh * unaccountable chill of fear that had seized her a few moments ago , ai she had passed it , when her brother ran past , pantIng - Ing with excitement. "Tommy , Tommy , fitlier'a foot his been run over by the harrow and wo can't stop the blood. " . "Whero Is heT" cried Tommy. "Lying on Iho grass In the meadow. " She paused a moment , then , entering Iho stable , filled ono pudgy hand with dense cobwebs , and , snatching up some cloth ? , she shot away , as a speodJng arrow. She pushcJ her way amongst the men kneeling beside him. him."Now. "Now. Ihen , whal you up toT" said Ihe man who had previously called attention to her perilous position , She Ignored his scowl and clotted the cobncbs thickly over her father's wounds , bandaging them as tightly as she could. They carried him to the house and Tommy lookcJ about for her brolher. "Ho has gone for the doclor , " said her mother , who sat anxiously beside her hus band. She glanced at Tommy's calm and stolid countenance repioachfully. "This never would have happened If you hadn't excited your falher with that harum- scarum trick of yours , " she paid. Tommy did not reply , but went away lo stable the Grand Duke. She could find no troc ; of him. Her heart beat wildly for a moment , then she slowly returned and seated herself upon the doorstep among some of the farm hands who had brought her father to the house. There came a pound of clatlcrlng hoofs and Iho shoul of tome ono from Iho dusty pike. Tommy , ever alorl , leaped lo her feet , straining her eyes and cars. It was the great gray , bearing toward the stable , com pletely beyond Ihe conlrol of her brolher , who was braced back , hatlcss , his tcclh set , his lists clulchlng Ihe bridle. Her mother rushed out , screaming , "Slop him ! Slcii him If ll.o bar Is up ho will be killed. " But there was lire In the Grand Duke's eyes , and none of Ihe men would rltOc themselves before the reslslle > js body of Iho tremendous animal. The boy throw an ap pealing glance toward them. Quick as a flash Tommy was In the road , and as he approached , she sprang as a young panther upon the horse's breast , clinging to his neck , and throwing herself a dead weight upon him. She brought him to a standi'tlll , pawing and shaking his head angrily. She came Into Iho presence ot her parents with misgivings , for she expected a scathing reproof for her daring. "Co'me here , Torn , " said her father from the sofa. "Did I not tell you , Amanda , thai the child was all rlghl ? Peter , sir. you one your Ilfo to your sister. Tom , henceforth the GranJ Duke belongs to you. " Frank 1'utnnm In tlio Tlmei-IInnM. He gives his toys up freely at sister's lightest plea , He'll stop his most amusing play to come and Bint ? for me ; Hut uheti we ask a simile too much he rhakt'H his curly head And Phuts oft all ulscu'wlon ' with a curt : "My mamma auld ! " Suppose the clock's short finger has worked cround to 8 ; Suppose that both his railroad trains are loaded high nltb freight ; And then suppose thut I ouggest he bellcr BO lo bed , Ho turns me olt directly with n , shap ; "My miimmu said ! " I don't know when he pleaded before our highest court ; The casa waa never mentioned In any law repoit , I3ut when he did , beyond a doubl the argu ments be read Woiu based on law and equity , because his rnnmtnu said. It IH the things be wants to do as well as those he don't ; It bncltH him up securely when he either v/lll or won't ; In short , there seems no limits to the pointy beneath the hend Of this mysterious verdict for my baby : "Mamma said. " Sometimes , though. I am tempted to have the case reheard , Or to have the testimony and the argu ments referred , Then get It bent to Helen , or perhaps to Unclu Ned , In order to discover what it was bis marnnta tmld. I'llATTUiJ OK TIIH VOU.VGSTISHS. Mamma Gracious ! Tow dirty your hands are. You ne\cr saw my hands that dirty. Elsie ( aged ) No , mamma ; bul I 'sped gran'ma did. "What did Delshazzar do when he saw the handwriting on the wall ? " said the tenchor. "He went It ono better , " hazarded Swlpesy do Kid , seeing that no ono elsrt had any conjecture to offer. Teacher Johnny , I want you to use a sentence with the word "disarrange. " Johnny I don't know none on'y what Pop said dls mornln1 when ho was llghtln' da fire , "What did ho say ? " "Ho sed ; 'Damn dls 'ere range. ' " Little Irene ( entertaining Mr. Noodle ) Do you play very hard with my sister , Clara , Mr. Noodle ? Mr. Noodle Play with > our slUnr ? Why. no , I don't pljy. Why do you ask ? LUtle Irens Well , slit ? says you make her awful tired. Papa Who's the smartest boy In ypur school , Bobby ? Bobby Well , Tommy Jones rays ho Is , and teacher says Ullly Darlow Is , and I well , I don't like to say who I think la , 'coa I ain't as conceited as Tommy. "Mamma , teacher whipped a boy today for whispering In school. " "Well , lhat was right. " "Hut. mamma , ho hollered ton limes as loud as he whispered ! " "My dear , " ald Mr. Wllklns , "we mtisl economize , wutch every penny , for doltari are scarce. " Ten minutes Inter he added , "Tommy , why haven't you gone to school ? " "I'm helpln' you to economize , pop , " said Tommy. "You eald I could have IS If I wasn't late Ihls term. I BUCKS I'll bo late today. " MM. KauntUroy You bad little boy , to throw stone * at my Algernon ! What are such wicked lltlle boy * as you allowed lo ) lv lor , anyway ? Tommy Tuffboy If It ueion't 'or wicked llttlo boys Ilko me , rna'am , you couldn't see liow cooJ your Algernon U by comparison. GOT A BABY BOY NOW- Happiness in a Southern Man's Homo. Itrnt Uir Hi-il of OniiRor n ( Ilio Itnllronit C Wnrnlnir Men. "Kor twcnty-sK ytarj I have usvd tobacco In great quantities , nml of lfllc rcnns took to cigarette nnokhiR , " writes Mr. W. K. Simpson of ho co.nptp. La. "t want la go on rcc- "rd that tobacco las robbed mo of many joars of Ufa niul a grcnt deal of tiapplncss. I realize It now as I compare - pare my feeling * ami my condition with that of A your ago , when I was a tobacco saturated cigarette fleml. , . . "Many and ninny a tlmo did I try to quit smoking myself Into eternity , but t could not put tliroiiKli n day without mirferliiK extreme nervous torture , which would In crease hour by hour till tmnlly , to save my self ns It seemed from nlmoit flying to pieces , I lind to HtfiU the little white pipe- Htlok and swallow the smoko. "Ono day I read In my paper 'Don't To bacco Spit nml Smoke Your I.lfo Away , just whnt I wan doing ; It came to me like the warning of the man who waves the red. niu : of danger nt the railroad ciosslng. nnd said thnt No-Ttt-Hnc wan an absolutely gimrantocd relief from tobacco slavery. "J did not believe It. but like n drowning man gin plng Ht n straw I commenced tak ing No-To-Uno. "The. effects were magical : It destroyed the nerve cin.vlng nnd dcslro for cigarette1 ! . Two boxes , would you believe It ? made mo well and strong. " 1 liavc Rained mcnlallv , phyrlcally In vliror nnd manhood , and with trne brnln free from the nicotine and a breath no longer befouled with tobacco smoke , I am no happy today to write No-To-llac did It all n year nKO , so the cuiu Is time-tested nnd tried , not only In my own case , but several of my f i lends who hnvo also been cured. " \\'o have n baby boy now. "My wife nml I feel that all tlili happi ness * started from the time wnen I Ilrst used No-To-Hnc. and In evidence of our apprecia tion , and In order that the memory of the happiness may bo perpetuated In a living- form , we want to name our baby bov after the man who wrote the line "Don't Tobacco. Spit and Smoke. Your Life Away. ' "No-To-Hnc Is j > opular here and all our druggists sell It , Hardly ad ay passes but somebody a ks mo about No-To-Unc , no I don't want you to hesitate to uie the o 1 1 ni"t In any way that you think will make known to Buffering humanity the happiness that there Is In No-To-Bac for the ninny men with nt"otlnlzed brnlnH and weakened reso lutions , If they will only mnko up their mlnd.s to snvo the waste of vital powc to say nothing of the money now going up Into smoke and out In tobacco iiplt. " ANY OTHER REMEDY. 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