Newbern weekly progress., 1862-05-17


Yes she is-ten years older than
You are, and not balf so handsome as
Won are. Every knows that; and /
heard Tom Pinkney say 50 hiinself, At
any rate, rate, said tbs boy, frankly.
kowithc color came flashing up 10
Minnje's pale cheelSA.
!. He began the quarrel she said,
quite defantiy. 3
"A quarrel, ehf' said Andrew.
looking uneaaily over to his mother.
Was It really so bad as thatl'
Well, returned Mac, meeting
Mimie's reproying glance, .it was
something like, at any rate, Minnie
had pluck, though, and vowed she'd
stand BY the old fay. Betty Tremaine
isneereo at Il, and, BY Jove? Tom
Pinkney took up on her side. It was
mean in him, anyhow. And Minnie
says that Betty laughed at her gloves,
and made faces at her sideways. Wei,
they're just hateful enough; but HI
bet they're no better off than we are,
and of not half SO good a family
| 1t wasn't on that account, You may
be 3bfse. certain, said Andrew, tflougfrt-
fully; l it was because we 90 for the
Union. | have been telling mother
that it would be best for us to move
10 the North, but she won't hear to
me. I'm sure thercl be he bit his
Hips as he saw the change that came
over his sisters face. 'Psliaw! |
might have held my tongue. Now
you'll worry ..
No, ! WON'T said Minnie, quietly,
while Mac burst out ~?
| I'd like to. see myself worry for
| the best of them. Oh! | wish | could
whip them all-the confounded-.'
lie said no more, but clenched
hands and tire-ligAted eye told what
spirit prevailed in his boyish heart.
As the table was soon spread, a SER
want was sent for Mr.. Hunter, who
was busily writing in his study. lie
came in soon, a la.e, care worn man,
tall, and singularly pleasing in coun-
tenance. There WAS an unusual air of
depression apparent ON the faces of all
but Mac while the family ate, almost
/ in silence. lie was III high spirits,
and painted combat he had had that
day With neighbor's son in vivid
Icolors.
| lie told me-, said Mac, that we
were red republicans, and l went into
- | say, SIS, re qncTisd or MTnnIs'
as the latter sat down to some pretty
employment after tea, is Tom Pink
ney coming here tonight, do yol
believe? .
Il don't know was the quiet reply
with little blush. :,
Because if he docs, he and | vii
have fight, yonknow.'
!, Nonsense, Mac
4 used to ike Tom; but, by Jove
/. | Just hate him now
=. How dreadfully he would feel
: he knew it, said Minnie, quietly.
tOh you needn't laugh; 20
i thought he was mean enough la
i night-you know you did, At th'
4 moment Mr.. Hunter came in huttol
. ing up an outer coat. Andrew locke
!, mp anxiously, laid aside his book, ar
9. went towards bin.
i. Are you going out, fatherF
r. asked.
4 Yes, my son.
r. | would advise you not 10 CO. !
NJ sponded the young man, respectful
Il must, Andrew. Whatever
,r. have done yet, have not shown t
III white feather
Lt sYou will, perhaps, allow me to
er company yon3
bt No, Andrew ; stay at home W
nd your mother and sisters; : and 4
Hunter, with peremPtory nod, VI
nv out.
re. ANDREW, what can make You act
fas queer p asked Minnie, snspending
it work, and gazing anxionsly at
nd brother Tin almost frightened,
me Nonsense, sis; just 20 on "
ext your work, and don't trouble yenr
lest -os, stop, Ill get that new violin d
ay- and you shall practice IL with me-
.ea. lie went ont, quietly ran mp
tier stairs 10 his room, lifted a rcSol
,er. from its case and hnrTiedly PLACED
ght in his bosom, and then, taking his
lin and a piece OF sheet music, be
r I" pared to 90 down again.
Meanwhile, Mac had stealt
ar dressed himself IN outdoor habilim
ssed and whispered to Minnie:
the Il say, sis, I'm snre there's &C
,een thing up, and I'm going to 70
d T. father, SO that he shan't know
,unp though. Don't breathe word
Ipea 10 Andrew, and, before she eoult
saw ply, he was of.
IL WAS not long before Mrs. liz
, CRY and her mother came in and took
,me. accustomed places, Mrs. Hunter
like little round table with her sewing
nm ~ older lady in the large arm.c
had whure tho clicking needlos soon
orig. proof Of her industry. Andrew
had ed his sisterto tho old.iashioned 4
piano. and NRs induhtriously Z
wing ilis bow; but neither That nor I'll
". eompanying strains seemed 10
the their usual choeriulness. Mrs. IL