The Lancaster ledger. [volume] (Lancaster, S.C.) 1852-1905, 1854-01-04
Btlrttrh Galr &.
Buying q Farm.
Br TIE AUTHOR OF COUSIN SALLY pILLARD

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land near him, aud concluded to despatch
one Angus McAlpin to Charleston, South
Carolina, to buy it from tho owner, who
lived there. Angus started off, and in
due time Brooks would take his seat and
look down the road, in the hope of seeing
his agent returning. At last he appeared
and the moment he neared the house,
Brooks accos.ed him
We'll, Mac, have you got the landa
The agent, in those face was anything
but sunshine, replied somewhat grufly,
that he might let a body get down from
his horse, before he pot at him the quos.
tions of business
Did you get itl'
Pshaw, now Brooks, don't press upon
a body, in this uncivil way. ltis a long
story, and must have time
Brooks still urged, and Mac still parried
the question till he got into the house.
Now surely thought Brooks, he will
tell me- But Mac was not quite ready.
Brooks, said he, have you anything
to drink?
TO be sure l have said the other, and
Immediately had somo of the best FORTH
coming.
Having moistened his clay, Mac gave
a preliminary hem. He then suddenly
around to Brooks, looked him straight in
the eyes, and slapped him on the thigh.
Brooks says, he, was you over in
Charlestonl'
WHY, you know l never was,' replied
the other?'
We'll then Brooks, says the agent, you
ought to go there. The greatest place
uron the face Of the earth! They've got
houses there on both sides Of the road, for
live miles at stretch, and d--the
horse track the whole way through
Brooks, think | met FIVE thousand peop-
le in msnute, and not n chap would
look at me. They've got houses there on
wheels. Brooks, saw one with six
horses hitehed to it, and a big driver,
with long whip going it like whirlwind
followed it d1wn.the road for mile and
a half, and when it stopped looked, and
what do you think there vast Nothing
in it but one little woman sitting up in
one corner.
well, Brooks, I turned back up the
road, and as was riding alang, l sees
IA fancy looking chap with long curly
hair hanging down his back, and his boots
as shiny as the face Of an up country mig.
ger! called linn into the middle Of the
road and asked him civil question, and
\ civil question, You know, Brooks, calls
for civil answer, all over the world
say 'Strangey, can you tell me where
Col. Lamar livesF and what do you think
was the answer-'Go TO grass you Iooi'
well Brooks, krocks along up and
down. and about, until ut last finds out
where Col. Lamar lives. gets down and
bangs away at the door. Presently the
door was opened by pretty, fine spoken,
well dressed a woman as ever YOU seed
in your born days. Silks, silks thar, every
day, Brooks
Says, MS. Lamar, presume, madam
says /.
Il am Mrs. Lamar, SIR
We'll, madam says !, Il have come all
the way from North Carolina, to see Col.
Lamar-to see abont buying tract Of
land from him that is up in our parts
Then she says, Col. Lamar has rode
out in the country, but will be back shortly
Come in, sir, and wait owhile. ". no
doubt, the colonel will soon return,'-and
she had smile en- that pretty face Of hers
that reminded body of spring morn
ing
well, Brooks, l htched my horse to
brass thing on the door, and walked in
well, when | got in ] sees the floor
all covered with the incest looking thing.
nicer than any patched work bed-alilt
you ever seed in your life, Brooks. l was
trying to edge along around it, presently
l sees nigger stepping right over it,
Thinks ], il that niger can GO it, can
go it too. So right over it goes, and
takes my ses: right before picture, which
at hrst, l tho't was little man looking in
at the window.
We'll, Brooks, there / sot waiting and
waiting for Col. Lamar, and at lnst--he
didn't come but, they began to bring in
dinner. Thinks | to myself here's scrape.
But made up my mind to tell her if she
asked me to eat--to tell her with gentle
bow, that had no occasion to eat. But.
Brooks, she didn't AK me to ea.--shs
asked me il. I'D beso good as to carve that
turkey for her. and she did il with one of
them lovely smiles that snakes the cold
streaks run down the small Of fellows