Clarksville chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1857-1865, 1859-07-08

dis yer fav'rt' ho-le-gander dat massa set
such great store by" ma ia eia 4
"well Charles I want you to leave the
9fdp'rit ho-le-gd'tder," while you run
down the road and inquire what accident
occurred this morning and see if you can
be Of any service ..9.l..
"Yesm, but, ye see, i need mt go quite
dat fur, Miss, to form you bout de ak
dent, case, ye see, as wus workin' wild
all my might to replete dis yer job afore
massa adjourns, i seed de whole fracass. "
"Charles l am afraid your statement
is not quite correct. You surely do not
mean to assert that you witnessed the oc-
currence through the thick leaves of this
banana grove!"' a,
"No, Missiles, never meant to desert
no such thing replied Charles with an
air Of injured innocence, Cease | knowed
eff | did, my miss was heap too cute to
be received in dat fashun but, ye see,
miss, / jess went to de fence to fling over
de brars what done pruned off,-case
knowed dey mustn't stay here aggrawatin'
massta's sight, and he so peticlar bout
de yard, and dat trihin no'count Jake
mighta walked over EN- tell doomsday
and never seed 'em,-so as | was sayin'
| jess totes EN- away myse'f, to save time,
dats de way cum to see de dcfckilty,
out yonder." aod /
"Well you certainly have given very
lucid and satisfactory account of yourself,
now tell me what happened. What was
the matter r. a.. On y. ,Ie Or r-fa' 's{i
"Why ye see, miss, jess as | was
fingin dem bra'rs over de railin'
l seed Garage cum tearin' and
pitchin'' down de road like wild6re, an ses
l dat boys drunk, or goin' fur de doctor
sure stavin down de road, datfashun but
wen dey cum a leetle closter, | seed dar
want no driver dar he wus done pitched
clean off de track and dem hosses wusl
jest a goine it deirselves, rippin and
snortin' an de lady inside jess as white as
ghos'," 4" ........... .....-r-
"Was she hurt ?h
"No'm she wa rnt but mass Glare wus. !"
"Clare, who pr -.'.
"Mass Clarence Hunter o-al
clarence Hunter why did you not
tell me that at first? Run and see if he
was badly injured quick !" au .sb
claw, Miss, its done too late to see
bout dat, now; de hosses jess tromped
right on him and dat heavy carriage run
clean over him, and wen de folks picked
him up he wus dun dead as stone; never
fotched another breath Dey sont fur
massta ter de yung lady, she went inter
revolutions de mint he was kilt" ,--
Lily lay so motionless in the hammock
that Annie thought she must certainly be
asleep and she would defer telling her
Charles communication until Eugene
Clifton's return but as she stole on tiptoe
to the hammock, she saw that Lily's eyes
were open and her face was very white.
"Annie pressed her sisters hand as she
inquired if Lily had been sleeping?
"No." WI
"Had she heard Charles story?
eyes"
"She knew then -" Annie looked
inquiringly at her sister without finishing
her sentence, Pity sealed her utterance.
"That Clarence Hunter is dead 20 Lily
continued for her, Eyes. = xhTGFAV
Lily's face was white, as whose would
not have been at hearing of such dread
full accident, but she exhibited no emotion,
she did not tremble and her voice was re-
markably calm and clear. Annie was
surprised at such Indifference; she thought
Lily must be unfeeling what if it had
been Eugene, Annie shuddered at the
possibility and turned aside with less of
love and sympathy for Lily than she had
ever felt before. u
Lily sat for some moments poised upon
the edge Of Der hammock gazing, still up
on the shadows that had gradually crept,
nearer until they shut out the little patch
of sunlight with which they had been re-
Yelling and dropped thick dark curtain
over the entrance. She watched until the
last fold of darkness had fallen,-an then
with wintry smile as if she had traced
some analogy between the lights and
shadows that 1ickered on the lawn and
those that came and went upon the land
scapc drawn by memory of her own life
stole noiselessly to her own apartment,
bidding her maid not to call her for din
ner as she wished to sleep .nt
:, a[76be Continued lTgakgr
10 The Editor Of Rrornlow's Whg.--I have
small note in the Branch Of the Bank Of Tennessee
at Rogersvillc, say, S75 90; Col Jacob Miller the
the President of the Bank said TO me few weeks
.ince thnL II III tnI inl. Hmm. IIn,crnnr