W"-l 10 THE SCRANTON TKIBUJSE- SATURDAY, JULY 22, 1S9D. Wyfc?if nm w&w W0 s&z 'r ,3x $v yam M Willie a wM pIC J Siik J0 Wk P Iff r., f$ jf,iii(.iiiiniiniinniiH,UUIIIIIIIIia caetab'uPtepoialbnlbfAs" slmilaling OicTood ftmlReguSa Itag ttiftStamactss omlBovsm of iiai Promotes Bl5esUou.Cliccrful naas aid Hcst.Contalns neither Opium,Morphin& nor Mineral. Wot NAuconc. ikw csexjar&WEzzmuiEa ,OrJtnoa ffoiW Jtfrr ADdfrcHlemcdy forConslIpa- tlofl. Spur S touMutfi .Diarrhoea, Worms .Convulsions .feven srv tKS3 andLqsjj of Sleep. laoSiflilo Signature of N EV YOHK. nam mvi urn rinranTKirrffirfl ' EXACT COPVO? WRAPPER. ffj The Kind You Have Always Bought. f l J V d d S FRANCIS " . Is you-all do cap'n of dishyer rail road, suh?" Russell looked up from his desk. It was not thp omnl-piescnt negio vendor of persimmons or muscadines, It was a woman, graj, bent, and wrinkled and with the pleadingest old cjps that over looked out upon a masterful world. She wore a knotted b.indanna on her head, and her dre!s was ot the coais est, hut Russell, 'who&o eI.uhc waT that of a trained summarlst, remaikcd that everjthlnpr about her was scrupu lously neat and spotless. "I am the passenger agent," ho Fald. "What can I do for you?" "Yes, Rtih; dat'a whut dey tor me, an' I des ctimrn up dem sta'ib tor see ef you-all couldn't holp de po' ol' niBgah 'ooman git liack tel ol 1'liginny. 1'a dls nigh home, jnasteh, but dese ol' lulqs dey aln' gulne cjnr mo dah no, suh; dey des mek out lak dey couldn.'" "Wheie are you from, aunty?" Rus sell was new to the South, and all ne groes of a certain ago weio jet "aun ties" and "uncles" to him. "I'n f'om Alabama, suh, dls las' time, yep, suh. Pone tiomp all de way f'om Montgomeiy. suh." Now a railway passenger agent, be ing stationed at a principal Junction point of human desires and disabilities, must needs haiden his In: it but it is a long walk from Montgomeiy to Chattanooga. "What will you do when jou get to Virginia? Have ou relatives there?" "Kin folks? No, suh. Hut dah's una" I's bo'n an' lals'." "How long hae you been away?" "Aln' been dah sence do wan time, sun." "SInco the war? Why, ou won't nnd anybody thero now that you know'" "No suh. I don't 'spoct toe; but I'a lak ter lay my old' bones fit do ol' man neh fahm nha' de mahstuh an de nilssia is sleepln'; yes, smh, I would." Russell put business aside, and with It the sterotypfd rulo in such cHt.es made and provided. An application for half faie "account chailt" should have coivo from the proper oillclal of the county court, but he waled the formality. "What is your name, aunty?" he nskea, dipping his pen. "Sephny Dickson, suh yes, suh. Tank you kln'ly. suh." "Dickson?" It was a family name In which the pasaongfr agent was deeply lnteresttd- tor causi. "Yes. suh; Scpheny Dickson." Russell illled out the order for half rates, but when the money stage of the smalt transaction was reached tho little heap of nickels and dimes which the old woman took from a knot In the corner of her kerchief was all too email, nnd tho chailtable causeway broke down In a new place. "Is that alt you have .aunty?" "Yes, suh; cv'y las' picayune, suh." It Isn't half enough, even for the half fire." The dim, old eyes niled with tears. Dat's dat's Jes what I's skeered of, Huh. 'Spect I's Jes got ter tromp It, after all. How fur Is It, Masteh?" Russell's hand sought hts pocket, but something In the old woman's manner any The Kind You signature of Castoria is a harmless substitute for Castor Oil, Paregoric, Drops and Soothing Syrups. It is Pleasant. It contains neither Opium, Morphine nor other Narcotic substance. Its age is its guarantee. It destroys Worms and allays Feverishness. It cures Diarrhoea and Wind Colic. It relieves Teething Troubles, cures Constipation and Flatulency. It assimilates the Food, regulates the Stomach and Bowels, giving healthy and natural sleep. The Children's Panacea -rthe Mother's Friend. d i !& s lines LYNDC IN CHICAGO INTER-OCEAN. Sf I lh lk .CO. .? ,f . VT" ." " " ,t' .T" , .T" .".yN ' made him withdiaw it empty. "It's too fai for jou to walk. Can't jriu stay hoie till ou'o eained money enough to pay the half faie?" "Dat's whut I's lajln" off ter to. twol I tiled eb bull, but I's mighty ol' an' r.o ' count , an" do white folk3 dey wants do joung ones, noweidajs, es, suh, dey does." Rus&oll lecallcd something which had boon said on the occasion of his latest islt to a certain hospitable household on tho hither slope of Old Lookout. "Can ou cook, aunty?" he quel led. "I kin dat sholy, sub." "Would you like to get a place in a good famlij heie for a whlVt?" "Deed, I would dat' mo' 'sneshullv ef dai's an chlllun." Russell smiled under his mustache nnd wondered If a certain joung lady he wotted of, a joung woman who hoc! leicntlj attained to the dignity of being her father's housekeeper, would consent lo pose as a child for Aunt Sephney'b benefit. Then ho took his courage In both hands and wiote a note. "Dear Mls Lois: I heaid you say the other evening that jou would bo glad to get one of tho old-time, befoie the war 'mammies' for a house servant Heio Is one who Mumbled Into tho of fice a few minutes ago, and I hope she will impicss jou as ha has me. She will. If jou'll gle her a chance to woik upon j-nur sjnnpathles. Will jou pai don tho liberty I'm taking, and send her back to town If jou do not want lur?" When It was wiitten and Inclosed he found bis hat and closed his desk. "Come with mo and I'll put jou on the street car," ho said. "I think I know of a place for j'ou." The shadow of Chattanooga's gicat sentinel mountain was marching out acioss the valley when Russell board ed tho Incline car at St. Dlmo that evening. He was to be a dinner guest at tho Dlcksons' and when ho dropped ftom the ascending car at tho end of tho white-paved battlefield boulevaid the major's daughter wus there to meet htm. She was a sweet-faced j-uung girl of tho typo known to our foi bears as winsome, und to the young Illlnolsan the tour-mllo pilgrimage from Chattanooga to tho mountain was long only In Its lutraclng. None the less, there wus a fly in his pot of qlnt ment In the shape of an old-fashioned pearl ring worn on a suggestive finger of Miss Dickson's left hand, the gift, tome one had told him, of a cousin Bono to fight the Spaniards. Tho ring was In evidence when ho shook hands. "Thank you for coming to meet mo," ho said when they had faced about for the wulk to the cottage. She laughed softly, and Russell thought of gurgling brooks and whis pering leaves and such like lyrlo similes. "Don't thank me; It was I who couldn't wait to thank you. You don't know what you've done for us. How did you over happen to think of It?" "If you'll tell me what 'If is, perhaps I can explain." J'Vihyl Mam' Sephny, how did you Have Always Bought HAT ovoi come to send her up here, of all places In the world?" "She got next to tho sympathetic side of mo, and I didn't know what olso to do with her. And I happened to le meinber what jou said the other even ing about the old-time negro women. What hae I done? "If j mi hnd boon our good angel you couldn't have done a lovelier thing. Ho jou know who Mam' Sephny l? She is papa's old 'blaik mammy.' She was a hou-e servant In Grandfather Dickson's old home in Vliglnla." "Well. I'll bo . You don't say1 Whj-, it was tho merest chance in tho wot Id! As I say, T didn't know what else to do with her." "It was an an inspiration, I think." declaird l.ols impulsively "I'apa can't mnkti enough of her, nnd she well. I jut thought she would dlo with tin sheer joy of it. Poor old woman! She has hau such a dreadfully haul time of It." "Has. bho? I guessed as much from her ejes, jou know." "Then alio didn't tell j-ou her story?" "Jso." "It Is fairly hoaiti ending. She had a child, a little boy who was 3 yoais old when she lost him It was in the last j ear of the war, and Wythe county was overrun with negro stealer s, mak ing tho most of their opportunity while It lasted, papa sajs. They Mole the boj, and Mam' Sophnj could never loarn anj thing more definite about him than that ho was sold south with a lot of others, old and young. Wasn't it piti ful?" The young man nodded. Ho had aboli tion blood In his veins, and It made him glad to the finger tips to know that a daughter of slavo-holdcts could also sympathlzo with a black mother bereft. "Ot couise, theie was nothing for her to do nt tho time," Lois went on, "but when grandfather and grandmother died, and papa was repotted killed at PeteisbuiK. she was fine, nml eIk statted out to hunt for her baby. Did jou ever hear of such a hopeless task?" "Never." said Russell, tiylng to Imagine himself seeking a loved one say a sweet-faced joung woman with star-like ojes undet like hopeless con ditions. "Did sho llnd the boy?" "O, no; It wasn't to be expected. Sho has spent her wholo llfo going from place to place all through tho Southern states, looking and asking and al wajs hoping. Rut she has given It up at Inst, and she was tiylng to gut back to the old homo place in Viiginla " "Yes; to die und bo burled besldo her old master and mistiess Sho told me that It's voiy pathetic, nnd and, Miss Lois, jou don't know how glad I am that jou can sjmpathlze with her" Ho said It because It was In him nnd clamoring for speech, but he was quite unprepaied for her half-reproachful piotest. "Clad, but surptlsed. Is that It?" sho queiled, with a little note of antagon ism in her voice, "I suppose I ought to bo polite nnd say no, but I'm going to bo truthful nnd say jvs. I'vo always been led to believe that jour attitude that is, tho aiiuuuo or tho southern people to- wnrd tho--or the negioes was a " Ho stumbled, not knowing Just how to put it in the least offensive phiaslng, but ho needed no tot go on. "I know," she laughed, nnd tho little whiff of antagonism was gone, "Rut after jou'vo been hero longer j'ou will understand. They aio men and women to you, yet, I suppose, but to us they are simply good-natured, overgrown children. And wo are kinder to them than you will be until you know them as wel las we do." The young man suspected that he was getting upon thin Ice, and made GENUINE CASTOoiJI ALWAYS and which has been and has been made under his personal supervision since its infancy. Allow no one to deceive you in this. All Counter feits, Imitations and "Just-as-good" are but Experiments that trifle with and endanger the health of Infants and Children Experience against Experiment. Is haste to go back to Mam' Sephny and safety. "Will you loll mo what the oil aunty name is?" he asked. 'It's been pu rllng me all day." "'Persephone,' of coui" said Lots. "She ciled when papa calbd her that, said she hadn't hoaul her 'chu'ih immu blnre her old mistress died. T5ut j'ou mustn't cal her 'auntj.' That's only n, bievet title you know. She is a 'mam my.' " Russell promised to lcmoinbor, nnd opened the gate for his companion. A moment later ho was trjlng to explain to Major Dickson that his sending of Mam Sephany was tho put est bit of haphazaul, nnd so quite thankless. "But our obligation is the same." said the major. "Vh-, bless m- soul, sob, I couldn't feel mo' gratified If some body had made mo .1 prcstnt of tho old home place in Virginia I cnuldp't, for a, fact' Reins fiom the North, j-ou cjahn't quite appreciate our toolings toward these old black mammies of ouis, j-ou'd have to bo Southern bawn for that. "Will j'ou walk out to jouh dinner, Fch' Under the clrcum'tnives the table talk was Inevitably of faithful old ser vants, nnd the patilarchal system of bygone das, but later, when t'ley had all udjournfil to the veiamln. the ma jor, with his long-stemmed pipe, tint! Russell and his camera, the j'oung man made good his promise to induct Miss Plcksor. into the mysteries of the fnd photographic. Lois piovtd nn apt pu pil, and when they had taken snap shots of the vallej', of each other, and of the ncgio man wmklng on the lawn, the joung girl sighed for ftesh sub jects. "I with we would get Mim' Sephny. She's iv type, you know, nnd one that Is neailv o.xtliat. Is theie light enough? Shall I call hoi ?" Reforo Russell could rcplj', and as If the w Ish had evoked her, tho aged ne gress camo mound the corner of tho house and stood with aims akimbt scanning tho man at work on the lawn Her poso was exceptionally good, and Russell made hasto to adjust tho camera. 'TJio light Is exactly light ci her face." Isp said. "Tell her to stand just as she Is for a moment, plcnso. lt'3 a chaneo In a thousand. Lois called to tho unconscious poa use: "Stand right still. Mam' Sophnj dun't move. Mr. Russell Is going to take your picture '.' The effect of the wnrnlng was alto gether unexpected and not a little dis concerting. Tho old negross throw up hor hands, shrieked, and dlsappeaied, and the man on tho lawn caught up his scythe and made as if he would chaigo the group on tho eianda. Lois laughed menlly. "Dear me!" sho bald, "I qulto foigot that .Mam' Sephny might object." And then, in explanation: "It's a foolish superstition among the older ones; somehow connected with the 'evil eye,' I believe." "She didn't object soon enough," said Russell, laughing. "I got her before sho moved." He said it In nn ordinary tone, hut tho stalwart negio ovoi hoard. With a quick thrust of his boot heel ho knock ed tho scytho blade fiom its socket, and it became a sword to slay. Catch tng up tho weapon ho made a dash for tho veranda. Russell saw him coming and loallzed dimly that he might presently havo to fight for his life wl'h a superstition crazed maniac, hut at the critical in stant tho artistic prompting was strpngor than tho self-defonsive; tho man was cn the steps, with his weapon swung high, became for the moment a camera subject not to bo duplicated in use for over 30 years, has borne the In Use for Over 30 Years. In a lifetime. The lajs of the sotting sun, sti earning ovei tho shrugged shoulder of tho mountain, fell full on his lago-dlstotted face, and a livid scar, luv ilble at other times, gashed one black cheek fiom temple to Jaw angle. If tbeie had been cot tain death In the biting of the scjthc blade Rus slII could not have leslsled tho Impulse to photogiapli the man as he stood. Tho cliik of tho camei a shutter bioke tho spell for nil of them. Lois shileked, her father sprang from his chair, and the negio dropped his wea pon. It was the major who Hist found speocn. 1 "Why, David, you black laseal, j-ou' What are jou about, sell! Put that scjthc back on tho snath, and go to jouh work! Do jou henh me?" The man turned and went hack to his grass-cutting without a word; anil when he was out of caishot Russell laughed good-natuiedlj-. "You've boon telling me all along that 1 have a good bit to loam about the hi other in black, major, nnd I'm beginning to take it In, slowlj1. 'Pon my woid, I believe that tellow really had it In mind to kill 1110!" Ftom that the talk dtltted easily to obism, and inclal chaiactctlstlcs, und things atavistic, and it was late when Russell lose to taVo his leave. Lois lose, too, and went mound to the side veinnda to look for tho incline signal at the Point Hotel. It had disap peared. "The last car has gono down," she announced, going back to tho two men nt the stops. Wheieupon the hos pitable major made Instant offer of bed and breakfast, hut the young man would not fiaj' his welcome. "I shan't mind the walk In the least," ho piotested. "It will do me good, I don't have enough exotcise, anj vvaj'." So It was concluded, and Russell shook hands with his host. Lois walked to the gato with him, and, slnco theio was now no cat hasto to bo cnnsldoied, tho leave-takings were, piolongcvd until the light in the upper windows of tho cottage warned Lois that hor father had gone to bed. "Rt'tillj, I must go In now," xho said ncrns the gate, for the tenth lime, at least. "Po bo careful, ntul bo sine and take tho mad. It's lonscr than the path, but it's much snfer " Tin joung man laughed und was glad. What ho would fain have said loulrt never rtaro say itself whllo she still wore the old-f.isliloncd iing, but It was worth something to huvo bar anxious fur his safetj. "Don't borrow trouble on that score," he lejolnol, slinging tho cameia or his shoulder. "I doubt If I could tin 1 tho imtli in tho daik If I cliould try. When may I enmo again?" Her hluhh inado him thrill with pleasure. Ho could not s'-c It, but iio know It was there. "When do j-ou want to romr?" "Tornonow and the next day and the day after that, and " "Hush!" slio commanded; nnd then, bv way of icpilevc- "I'm glad jou like our mountain. Conic w hi never jou please. Papa Is nlwavs glad to mo jou" A sudilen access of daring tilled his soul "And jou?" ho quelled. "IU mol ausid, tonjours," was tho laughing concession as tho fluttering dtapeilos (llsoppeand up tlw path. The. lilt of tho wouiH sing itstlf over and over us lie went lU wnv ilewn tho stnrllt lane, mnl.lng shift to forget tho dull luster of tho pwuIk on Miss Dlckison's llnger-tcm-pornrllv ot least. T.ols stood at tho ertg of the poieh un til the Fhiuio of him was but 11 darker bluo against tho shadowy background of tho forest at the lane's foot Then sho turned to ro In. In the act sho hid a glimpse of a shadow darting nulcM across the lawn. It disappeared in the blacker shadow of the cedar hedge, nnd something Impelled her to go back to tho gate. She was just in time to see the flguie of a man glide through an opening in the cedars. It crouched for an In stant, as one who gropes for a mlsillo In tho dark, and then ran swiftly down the lane. Lois saw and needed no explana tion. It was the negro David, and his superstitious rage had again gotten tho butter of his fear of consequences. In tho catching of her bieath sho under stood that Htntv Russell's llfo lay In her hand, and tho next moment she, too, was fljing down tho staillt lane. She camo upon the two men at tho first turn In the main road nnd at tho sight her tonpue clavo to tao loot of her mouth und hor bones became as water. Russol was down end tho nogro stood over him with a Bleat stono uplifted. "David!" Speech und strength enma back lo her In a tidal wave of conflicting emotions, and Hung hersiUf between them. Tho man dropped the stone, ns he had tho boj tho blade, but ho was loath to ab union his purpose "Do ill's jo' git en do wav. Miss Lois; I ain't gwlno ter liu't him none. I'a des nlmln' ter smash dat debbll's hoodoo box o' hisii'." Yom'vo killed him'" she sobbed, kneel ing beside tho felled one. Then, with a sudden up-blaze of authority: "Km. urn to tho limi'-p and cill my father! Tell him what jou'vo dono mid bring him quickly! IJo'" Winn Russell opened his ees ho thought ho was on a train which was roailng through nn Interminable tun nel. Not otherwise could the din ami clamor drumming In his i.irs bo ac counted for. Then the imagluatv train shot out Into darkniss and starlight an 1 silence, and ho remcmbcied None tho less, thero was a gan nnd things lime countable In it. Something bad struck him f.ilrlv betwecB tho shoulder, and ho had fallen faco downward. Now ho was ijlng on ills back with Is face pillowed. He gtoanod and tho hallucination ie turned. It was a tt aln. after all nnd lie inu-it bo In a berth In the Pullman, with tho roof ot tho car gone and the stars tw Inkling sleepily overhead. In doubted stais they were, and In a clear skv, nnd jet it was lainlng, lie felt a drop plash on his cl.eek and wns vagiu Iv rnnscluuu of a prompting to get up und seek shelter. Hut vvl.en hu would hnvo ossnyid It two soft arms went around his neck and a pair of tremulous lips touched his forehead. As a half-stunned man mjght, he said the llrst thing that suggested itself. "I don t care if it lalns pltchfoiks'" "Oh, I'm so clad! ' raid n voice with a sub in it "I was sine he had killed jou' Wlieio are roil hurt? Russell came to his own in the matter ot self-possession with gratifying celtil. ty. "As long ns I llo pej-fcttly still I'm not hurt anywhere; don't move, please. Was It the crazj -headed negro?" "Yts, It was David. Ho thought jou hail 'hoodooed' Mam' Scphnnv, and ho was tijlng to smash the camera.' "Where Is ho now?" "He has gono to tho houso for help. Ob. 1 do wish they'd hunyl" "Hon t I'm quite cnmfoi table." Then, in a spasm of icluctant thoughtfulness: "Rut, you'll take cold sitting on the ground " Ho made a shameless pretenso ot rising and the two urms held him down, as he had hoped they would. One of them was uusleeved for a little way, and he kissed It. "Oh, I don't believe yaw are hurt at all!" "Yes, I nm-d!e.idfu!!j How did j-ou come to bo here?" "I snvv D.ivld following jou." "Then you were not In such a hurry to go In as jou said jou were." "I I was going In when I saw him" "oh' And then jou ran atler him, and tried to save me, like tho br.ivo little Bill that jou uie. Lois my dirllng I sup pose, jou've got to bo tuio to tho othe-i man, but l love jou -love you a thousand times better than ho ever could If ho tilts till doumsdiy!" "The othei?" There was a perfect fusil lade of nuerrles in tho two little woids, and he lifted hor hand tho ouo with the ring no the finger and kissed It. "Yes, tho man who put this ring on your Hnser " Sho bent nbovo him until her eyes eclipsed tho stais, "Do you think jou love me better than he does?" she said, softlj'. "You've known me only a few i mi mitt ihin iiiitinmiinu'hwmniwmMiritimrfmrvn WMMB T,TmvTr,T-niy,,,u , AStgclablcPrcparationfor As similating focFoodandRegula ting the Stomachs andBowels of H ivIyiBwifcKaHlMwTHlStvM Promotcs'Digcslion.Chccrful nessandRcst.Conialns neither Opium.Morphine nor Mineral. X SHOT AAKCOTIC. Ktape oOidOrSAMVlLBIXMR IimfJan SttJt AlxSmna jtrute Sed . ifpemtutt -Iti Cart orui Sal I farm Sttd -Clarified Saaur . liWjtrtw fUnr. ADcrfccHtemcdy for Constipa tion, Sour Stomach, Diarrhoea, Worms .Convulsions .Feverish' ticss and LOSS OF SLEEP. facsimile Signature ot NEW YORK. exact copy or wrapper. to ..& months, and he ho has known me all mj life " Tho joung man groaned. "Don't tell me jou levo him, Lois I couldn t stand that!" "Hut I do " Thero wore hurrying steps In the road above them, and tho flicker ing light of a lantern cut jellow svvathj in tho starlight. She bent lover, and her lips brushed his forehead. "You wouldn t want mo not to love my own father, would jou'' It was mothers ring, and ho gave it to mc " This was how it camo about that tha major, coming hastilj', with an impro vised stret her, born- by an ashen-hued David, found the joung man on his feet, with Lois in his aims; and when they had nil gono back to tho house, It took tho better half ot a fresh cigar en Rus sell's patt, and two chargings of th? long-stemmed pipe on the maior's, tu work out tho eplnu itinn on the vine, shadowed veranda When It was made. the case of one Divld Jaeksnn came up for trial and sentence, "lies vour man, my son," said the major. "Of course, he s n grand i.isial and it's j our privi lege to send him to the coal mines, but " "Hut it Southern gentleman wouldn't Invoke the liw because an Ignorant ne gio was tonltled enocgh to knock him down, jou would saj-. Well, neither shall I. lndlrectlv, he his been the meani of making nio the happiest man on top of the earth." This m-y account for David's reap pearance on the lawn three days late when Russell was again a guest nt tin Dickson cotvige. They were waiting lor Mam' Sephny to call them to dinner, nnd Russell was showing the major nnd Lois the pictures taken on the eventful evening of assaults and happinesses "Ho looks oenccful now," said the joung man, with a glaneo at David "You'll hardly recognize him as tho fel low who posed for this " The photograph was a study in ferocl. tv. and the livid scar stood out on th pictured faco liko the welt of a broad whiplash "It's simply horrifying" said Lois, shuddering "Rut that is a bcauilful picture, of Mam' Sephny. Come hire, mnmniv, and see how jou look to other people." The nnrlent negress had just come out to iinncutncA dinner, and sho vouthsifed no more tlmn a single contemptuous eje sweep "Huh' Dat ol' nlggnli wench me9 No, mal'nlm' I aln' nowbn's nick as ol' an' ugly ns dat " Then sho caught sight of tho gtotesquo feioci'j. "Paw de I.awd j. sake, joung mahsteh, gimme .lat one, please'. Wha' wha' jo git daf Russell gave her the picture nod once morn the old eves filled witli teais "Dat's my fleo'ge Washln'tcn Allszan dali Dlckvon. growed up nn" come tfl be n main. Dat's do same scar whut he got nx Inst de ol' hot stove In ol' missis' kitchen! Oh, mahsteh, wha' jo-al pit dat'" Tha man en the liwn had dropped his rako nnd started toward the house The major lose. "I mlsttust Divld's j'our own boj-, sura enough, mammv ; I lecollcct that scar myself," ho declared, nnd when the old woman tctteied drwn the steps with her trembling f.ims spioart wide, the soft hearted vetciun selztd upon the two joung peerlo nnd miuched them to tha torther end of tho long veranda 'I reckon the dinner II have to wait a while," he snld. ' Sho's been waiting thlrty-oeld jeirs. sou know" After which, with an Inclusive arm sweep, men Into cover a speedj retreat Into gen eralities: "Do ou havo cry mo' de llghtful prospei t thin this up yonder In j-ouh count! v Mr Russell?" And -o the" discussed the view and killed time with iot purpose, while around on tha front steps an old negro mother rucked herself lack anil forth, crying softly, nnd trjlng to hold a stalwart giant In her arms as sho had long ago held her lost mnn-clilld. Breaking It Quietly. Man (hurriedlj) Aro jou Miss Daw son mum? 'Yes "Well, I've been sent to tell you that your husband's head has been broken, mum, and I'm to break It to you gently, mum." Punch. i j 1 1 1 mi i ,t. in 1 1 M i,,i un,n iMii'iim tin, I , i. r
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