The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1869-05-06

II aul now ReLtluS dloHS yeoio' o"u, oeS'~S
Helen, have no one on earth to call ME relation.
Trte, she is not relation, but she has ever been
like sister,"
In few minutes he spoke again.
at must be pleasant to have sister, though
never had one. don't suppose / would be so
lonely if had sister in the house with me-
Strange, how some families appear to die. My
grandfather had four sohs and two daughters.
They and their children arc dead, and am alone,
the last of my fathers FIVE children"
He appeared SO sad, and his voice trembled as
he spoke of his family.
In few moments another change came over his
features.
..Ah, me there is one satisfaction when body
has no relations. If he dies and leaves property,
he has nobody to curse him for not leaving them
his wealth. lie is also relieved from the visits of
that detestable class of knfolks-cousins 1t
nauseates me to hear people cousining each other.
If never thank God for anything else, do most
sincerely thank Him that have nobody to cousin
me. We Virginians are o peculiar people in this
respect If an individual takes up the idea that
another ought to be kin to him, he Immediately
calls him cousin. 1 suppose some one will turn
up who is q descendant of some branch of my
family, previous TO the discovery of America, and
will then be Cousin John. >"
He smoked awhile without speaking. His
thoughts took another direction.
81 suppose that negro will be here some time to-
night if he hasn't forgotten what told him. Why
should 1 trouble myself about this boy, Potsy
Blue? What name! don't think the boy ever
had mother; she surely wouldn't have given
such m unchristian name. Potsy Blue. He must
change it."
The bell rang at this mom ent, and to the "come
in" of Mr.. Wall the paper carrier of the morning
nched in, hat in hand, bowing and scraping.
"Come in and shut the door," said Mr.. Wall.
"Yas, sah, replied the negro man.
"What's your name. boy ?" asked Mr.. Wall.
"Buck White, sah, at yo' sahvis."
"well, Buck, take that chair. wantyo 10 an
swer my questions, and please don't tell ME about
YOUR sickness, for know all about that. Do you
know potsy Blue, and ul about him."
'.Yas, moss'r, dat does; Potsy is"
"Ilold on Where does lie ive?"
"As fur dat" snid Buck, scratching his head, 81
hardly spec hc lib nowhar; fur you see he js' lib
whar 'eber he can"
"How is that Has he no father or mother to
take care of him ?"
"Oh no. sab eff he eber had no fader nor mud
der day dun deadlong 'go cause, you see, he bin
bn wild ole Mike Murdy, doin' all kinds OBJ jobs.
Ole Mikes good ole man, but mighty po,' an so
he couldn't do much for Potsy. Mike drives u
cart, and Potsy holrcd took car de hoss, an so
Mike guv' him homc-dat is, place to sleep in
de shed whar de hoss stuys."
.Well, Buck, how does Potsy make living
is he honest."
"Honest! Why, moss'r, honest ain't muffin He's
dc mos ligisist boy ebcr seed He does all kinds
OBJ little jobs-ses papers, mn sometimes holps
me tote mine lrus' Poisy ull de time"
"Well. Buck, want you TO 60 and send Potsy
down here TOO see nc"
:Does you want i'm to-night?"
"Yes right away. Tell him he will find ME in
this room, and tell him Turk wants to see him, too
Here, Buck, is dollar for you, and if you want
anything let me know"
..Yas, sah," said Buck, backing out of the door,
and holding his dollar carefully.
When he got out of the door he seemed to re-
member that he hadn't returned thanks for the
money.
Mr.. WALL who was preparing to write some let
ters, heard the door open, saw black head for o
moment, and heard o voice say:
"rs much 'blceged fur dat dollar J"
The door closed, nnd Mr.. Wall was alone. He
lighted fresh cigar and commenced writing his
letters He had been thus engaged for some time,
when he was startled by the bell ringing violently.
The ringer didn't wait for an invitation, but rushed
into the room.
..Moss'r!" exclaimed Buck White, almost out Of
breath, "de boy done gone-nowhar TO be foun'
Ole Mike soy he went wild cap'n OBJ de C'lumbs 10
New York"
Buck dropped into chair, almost exhausted.
.what is all this you are telling me- Buck The
boy can't he found-gone off to New York-old
Mike, and what else ?"
"Yes sab, dat's jis' ii. went to ole Mixes an
ak fur de boy, an he tolc Potsy gone bout
ten days; dat some cap'n Ind took him. nn dat dey
say he didn't spec to come back no mo-; so come
back to tell you he wouldn't be yah TO night"
Mr.. Wall sprang to his feet, and Buck started
toward the door. He didn't appear to relish Mr..
Walls action.
"Too bad-too bad ~ said Mr.. Wall, as he took
his seat again. lie leaned his face on his h"nds
and remained perfectly silent for few moments,
81 would give five hundred dollars if that boy
was here this minute"
Mr. Wall didn't address this last remark 10 Buck,
and indeed he only appeared to be giving express
sion to his thoughts, apparently unaware of the
presence Of another.
Another did near it, and the effect was peculiar.
Bucks under-lip dropped, carrying the jaw with it,
and his eyes opened wider and wider, until it seem