The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1869-05-13

seen potsy and lost him? And would notthat gen
tie. loving dog become an enraged demon ant
avenge the lost boy?
He thus thought as he neared home, and almost
feared TO approach his house.
lie found Turk still watching, not with fam
heart, but with faith like that of dying Christian
even 10 the conquerng of death
Christmas Eve had at last come, though 1t DID
seem long 10 the children and servants.
The streets of Richmond were filled with men
women, and children. Faces were bright and hap
DIV. Lights flashed in The shop-windows and pri
vate dwellings, and the city seemed to be illumi
mated.
One house on Franklin street gave little evidence
that il was occupied. Lights could be seen dmy
through the closed blinds of one room-Mr. Walls
office or siting.room. closer inspection would
haze revealed this gentleman taking his ease in
large chair before the fire. cigar was In his
mouth, but he was not smoking.
He was looking away back to the long ago. The
return of the season recalled TO his mind the hap
piness it gave him to contribute to his own chill
dren's pleasure lie thought Of his now lonely
condtion-hs want of something to love-
"Poor Turk" he thought, ais lonely too ~
He sat awhile, listening to the passing footsteps
and then went to the door and looked out. Turk
was still in his place on the steps.
"poor old dog" said his master, ''are you going
to be there all your life"
Turk wagged his tail, as much as to say, 81 am
not tircd-I can wait little longer"
Mr. Wall returned 10 his seat before the fire, and
leaning back, was soon doing.
He did not know how long he had been sleep
ing. but he opened his eyes, conscious that some
strange voices had awoke him. He was awake
aid yet entirely lost as to his whereabouts.
lie heard strange sounds, which appeared to be
the barking of dog. the laughing of boy nno
the scolding of negro and these sounds were SC
mixed up that he was at loss 10 tell what il
meant He closed his eyes and tried TO collect his
thoughts.
Turk" said familiar voice, "do you know
that love you just as much as ever? Yes do, old
reller You are about the only person know
what cares two cents for me, and jest come back
to Richmond to see you"
Mr. Wall knew that voce-sprang to his feet
rushed out of the door, and on the steps, by the
light of the cet-amp, he sas little Potsy and
Turk.
The boy had his arms around the dogs neck
Turk twisted and turned, whincd and barked,
using all dog ways of showing his JOY
man was standing near The steps, and seemed
very much interested IN the boy and dog. lie,
however, kept respectful distance between him.
self and the other parties, because every time he
approached Turk would show hi. teeth and groml
as much us to say, keep away, Potsy is mine. y
The man was none other than Buck White.
'See yah, Po,sy," said Buck, "is ye gwne to
fool wild dat dog all night? Dat boy don't heah me
no mo lam'pose pOIsy, CUB yo' two DOLLS ei
We come yah an let NE tote yo' to Moss'r John
Wall. l see dat dog gwine TO make me lose twenty
DOLLS. Mem min yo' black raskil-Po' Turk want
becfsteak potsy, CUB yo' free dolls an nine
pun Well. dat boy ain't got no sense, nohow
Bress de Lord eff dar ain't Moss'r John hisself,
an dat hoy won't come Mossr John, dst's fotsy
on de steps, is yo yO' gwine to glib me twenty dol
lis for finn i'm Dat boy don't see muffin ceptin'
dat 'fernal black dog-bn talkin' at lin dis yal
half-hour; neber did see sich boy!"
Mr.. Wall didn't wait to hear any more, but pick
ed Potsy up and carried him into the sitting room
Turk kept near him. Buck followed, for lie had
IN idea that some money was due him, even if he
didn't "tote" the boy to "Mos.'r John"
Potsy was at first frightened; but Turk was with
him. and he knew that his friend had protected him
before.
Mr.. Wall knew how to put him at his ease.
"Potsy," he said, ''io you love Turk as mucl
as ever"
."Deed, do SIR" the little fellow replied, think
ing only of the dog. and forgetting that he was in
n strange house. .'lIe used TO help me to carry
papers, and love him beitern l do anybody in the
world"
Turk whncd and wagged his tail.
"wherc is your father, Potsy ?" asked Mr.. Wall
81 ain't got any father or mother"
Mr. Wall almost felt happy.
"iiave you any brothers or sisters 7"
"No, cir; | never had none that know of. Mrs
Blue took care of me until she died. But she new
er told me who my mother was. People alway'
called me Posy Blue but that ain't my namc."
"IIow do you know?'
"Cause Mrs Blue told die So"
The information increased Mr.. Wallis satisfac
tion; because he felt that he had rs much right tt
this nameless boy as anybody else could show.
swell, Potsy, how did you come to live will
Mrs Blue ?"
"shc told me, one day, that my mother starved
TO death, and she took me to keep me from starv
ing
Mr.. Wall sat awhile without speaking.
"potsy," he said, chow would yod like to own