The Hancock Jeffersonian. [volume] (Findlay, Ohio) 1857-1870, 1869-12-24

4, nv hat do you mean :" Salu Gar
Fl wright, sharply.
l, "Well, sir,' responded that prom
Il sing youth, 81 reckon you shoul
never have set him on that blac
1t mare of yours"
1t "Pooh,' said Cartwright, 18th
: mares as quiet as mouse
Il ''If you know how to ride her
Il but he don't Very queer seat, tina
Yankee. Now she has him to her
: self, if she puts her head down he'l
e have no more chance with her,
reckon, than a cat in hell withOu
= claws,n said the betting young gen
: tleman, apparently much pleased
with the originality and elegance o
D that striking figure Of speech.
t 81 tell you the mares as quiet as
t mouse" growled Cartwright -
Pray do you suppose, my young
friend, that yOur remarkable facility
: Tor falling headioremost off the back
OF any four-legged animal can be ae-
, quired without very peculiar prac-
tice? You've been praciicing it
yourself q good long time, you
; know
| The betting young gentleman, not
finding any sufficiently expressive
retort in the ready made idiOm OF
his native tongue, was carefully pre-
pairing one, when the Judge, inter
posed WITH
Find any game, Cartwright?' -
"No" said Cartwright, mot to
speak of. had only one shot, and
Ackland none.
"Guessed l heard q gun about an
hour ago." said the betting young
gentleman.
"Lord bless you and me, Judge" :"
said Cartwright, ''if this child here
amt going to die, do believe, OF a
determination of intelligence to the
brain. The peculiar acuteness OF
his youthful faculties is something
quite astonishiDg.'
"Well, I guess / wasn't horn yes
tcrday," responded the disconcerted
subject of this sarcastic compliment,
land when you we've as young as l
am
Il never was as young as you are,
sir" said Cartwright,
"Well, never mind that. What
did you bag, old bay ?"
Nothing, young reverend
Never knew YOU to miss before,
Cartwright
Well, | don't often miss, when the
game is as easy-as l mostly find /.
whenever | have the pleasure of
crack with you, my young friend:'
In this sprigh;ly conversation MIR.
Philip Cartwright was still exercis-
ing his wit and humor, when that
black blockhead," as his master
called him, entered the arbor, look
| ing as white as black man can
look, and whispered something to
him.
ssReturned? Impossible ~ cried
Cartwright, springing up.
"Whacs the matter 2 cried the
two slI.s- .sntls p, on, g 4 ckland hack
again ?"
mo, but the mares back again,
riderless, covered with foam, and the
saddle turned the mare lent him.
ssruld you he'd come to grief with
her. Shouldn't wonder if she's broke
his neck exclaimed the betting
young gentleman, with joyful exulta-
tion.
"Tell Sam to saddle may horse III
stantly," cried Cartwright. "NOt
the one had out to-day, but fresh
one"
"Why, where are you going, Cart.
wrightp asked the Judge, not very
we'll pleased a. the prospect of inter
rupted potatinns and dull evening
ITO -, to look for poor Ack-
land, and at once
eBut it's a good twelve miles
ride"
Cant help that, Judge. If any
thing has happened to my poor friend
it the mare has thrown him-he
NAV be in want OF assistance. l saw
him safe through the plantation If
anything has happened to him, it can
not have been long after l left hin.
or the mare would hardly have Sot
home by now, even at q gallop. Stay,
I'd better take the wagon, think
If he's hurt We shall want it. Who
will come with me 2.
Not l." said the Judge. ''Im
too old. But tell you what. Cart
wright, if you'll order another bottle
I'll sit up for you"
"I'll Gomez said the betting young
gentleman
"Pooh !, cried Cartwright with in
efable contempt "Io~'re no use.
| must be off" And off he went.
When he returned to Glenoak,
about three o'clock in the morning,
tue Judge had kept his word, and
was sitting up for him, having nearly
finished his second bottle. Cart
wright dropped into a chair haggard
and exhausted. He had been to =
and back, but had discovered nothing,
except, indeed, that neither horse
nor rider had arrived that evening
from Glenoak at the inn at that town,
and that the Charleston coach had
taken in no passengers at -.
"The whole thing is mystery =
he said. s.It fairly beats me-
"And beat you look" said the
Judge; "you'd best take cocktail
and 90 to bed. Found no trace oil
him on the road ?"
Nothing"
s.Nor heard anything of him p
"Nothing, absolutely nothing"
The next morning all the slaves on
Mr.. Cartwright's estate were assem-
bled and interrogsted about the miss
ing gentleman. Judge Griffin him
self conducted tho inquiry, and very
: severely he did it. OF course, they
contraiicted each other and them
selves and floundered about in faith
omless slough of unlntelligibility
for. whatever natural intelligence
they possessed was extinguished b.
a the terror of the great Judge, or los
. in the labyrinths of cross-examina
ton. One old negro in particular
. whose name was uncle Ned,'' re
yealed such a profoundity of stupid
4 ity. that the Judge said, Cartwright
that nigger of yours is the stupides
Niger in alf'niggerdoD."
=. "He is,'' said Cartwright, ''and