The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1862-11-21

trees, all knotted and interviewer with dry
brown climbers, till oil below was as black
as cypress shade. There che stopped and
stood motionless. pointing solemnly up
wards.
what is it, Sarah?'
DE jasmine, missus. way up dsh.'
There II was, indeed A colossal wreath
Of flowers, with no apparent connection with
the earth, with no other living thing near It.,
running along, the enormous basket work OF
vines and branches in huge masses and fes.
toons for hundreds of yards-its glossy, pa
perry. pointed foliage, almost hidden by the
tropical luxuriance of trumpet.like flowers
and conical buds, bright as gold, and soft as
swans down. and every breeze that touched
it bringing down burden Of voluptuous
fagrance-the fragrance Of crushed peach
stone. yet delicate and balmy as tho breath
of rose. I was alone in wilderness Of
forest, sky and sand, and for once l seized
the privilege of those impulsive races who
live near MIXTURE in the wild, free paradise
of the tropics-I clapped my hands and
shouted aloud.
But how long had the beautiful thing been
growing? How many years had it climbed
upward and upward, and how many more
had it been travelling from tree-top to tree
top, when il could climb no higher? How
long was it since the brown, rope-like stems,
now drawing up moisture and sustenancc
from the reservoirs 80 far below, had been
themselves beautiful clusters Of the crisp
green and waxy gold? All! what splendid
history had been growing with it, and how
tragically that history was changing now
All through its lifetime North and South
had been standing together against common
enemies, or helping each other on in apeace-
ful progress-their union and happiness, the
hope of the world. Why was it all 80
changed? What crime above all other
crimes had so brought down Gods curse.
My reverie was cut short by a quick pull
at my dress. There stood old Sarah, point
ing upward again, her gaunt, black face,
hideous with fear.
'Come way, come way, missus" she
whispered, Mos sundown, missus.'
'TIark, Sarah, just moment! Oh it'sthe
wind among the fine wire stems. lt'slike an
Eoliau harp. Listen!'
'0h, come way, como way, missus-it's
de dogs-it's dc dogs
The dogs! where p
up dah, up dab. Dere's morc'n ones
heerd cm fore now, missus. Dey's allus a
yowlin'-a yowlin' jes' dat way O'nght, mis-
sus. Come way. come way
Sarah, what do you mean''
AN dah's w'ite bone down dah'n de
watah, missus; an ebery night dat bone
come up top o. do watah an it go roun' ,
roun', roun', roun,'a u huntin' for dc oder
bones. Yes, missus, ebery night ha' past
one. Gittin' late, mssus. come way"
M s,r,h hs on;s, and listen 70 me
", -, .ono d,o,dtrr.,orv .hou. Mi,
~. -. ..s -, 49,. e.;,,h,.,cd h, ;,-,.,,
me the story just as you've heard it, and
'"Ya p. -" ~, -. " .,,aJ - a...a, s;,ano.
-. -. ha~ a.oh,,,. ..,,n,.aI, rnon ma
w, 90 81, no s,,ah, ?,
.n.m .,1rio. oi,,t ror % tall mi.,us,,
.,vL..o,9,
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.,r' Go,
,aa. 80, ,ha ,o,. ,;,ho oroo,,ro had
,,.,oa go, 90 ,ho .ona . ,od ~ moro IN m
49,. -, 10 h.a s,o.,od Sho .,ood
- -, -. Al LII, au.n;n,
torw,rd ,;kc n snake ready for n snrinp.
ono Ga, .,ro,c,od sorcolv out the other drawn
h,oL % hOr shor,dor-,bsr sb. mad, her
spripr. There was crash in the under
brusb then n sudden burst out of IL, and a
burlv. yellov.faced Irishman, with bris-
Ting head and bullying cyeballs secured away
across the sand plain, yelling in very agony
of terror, .Howly vargin, the nagur, the
nagurr knew him, he was railroad Ia
bOrcr employed occasionally at Mr.. Bakers.
'Dey's put him dab to watch-ior to
watch missus, whispered old Sarah as l came
up. Der good Lord bress yer dear soul,
missus dey's put him dab for to watch il
II missus say ANYTHING 'bout-'bout dat all.