The daily Panola star. (Sardis, Miss.) 1871-1872, 1871-11-03

fHAiF HNiHA ~ tHNtH fpuIAs Nut tNuiVfftHi
and STOPPING forward tO listen s1ld. There,
DO you keafg Don't you hear those heavy
blows. Hush. hush-heasy, heavy Blow.
AZ this hour. In thefonsf. whsi can u b.
The sun Il setting Asn't We 20 back p
| listened, and dIf indeed bear a dull
sound, the catse oi which was easy 10
guess. could have told her st once, but
liked too well 10 see her as che stood. seri-
Gus and bent 20 listen, her lips parted, and
her eyes fixed on mine; 10 gave me toe
much pleasure 10 have her elInRine to me
in her fright. and In my egotism fanswered,
without moving muscle "ftIs strange.
indeed. / do hear heavy blows. Let us 90
see what II Is; II can't be far"
"Go therel Dear George. you are mad "
She threw her arms around me, and rising
herself to my ear, almost whispered: II
am frightened; come away, .please-please
come away" -,
."What little coward you are Didn't
you recognize the sound-the woodcutters
working In the clearing"
"And you expect me to believe In your
woodcutters? What are they doing,
pray?" tIf
"They are cutting up oak logs to make
slaves for barrels; that's the whole Of the
/ mystery"
] ATt YOU uuftf sure
"Yes, dear"
",Are w00dcutters good peoplegp
Particularly these. know them well.
Let us 90 and see them; it won't take three
minutes"
| She consented to follow me, tagging a lit
tie behind. In another minute or two we
were in the most picturesque of spots. Be-
| fore us were two or three cabins like the
wigwams on the shores of Lake Ontario.
| described in Cooper's novels, consisting of a
pile of boards and trunks of trees. blacken-
ed, moss grown, damp and dark. topped by
white chimney. whence feather of blue
smoke escaped into the green vault above
us. Around this settlement were heaps of
logs. mountains of chips. pvramids of vel
| iowish.red planks, and. on a line stretched
from tree to tree, a few clothes making be-
lieve to dry. The ground next the huts was
trodden down, and at little low door an
old woman was feeding a dozen chickens.
"Good evening, sir-good evening, mad
ame,n said the old woman. as we approach
ed. "Won't YOU come in and warm YOUR
selves little? It's pretty fresh this even
ing.n
Louise was looking at everything as she
would have looked at a.successful stage eff.
feet. We went in. 11R'f
The inside was worthy of the outside,
The hut was of irregular shane. fun of
cbinks and corners: in the middle on the
ground, blazed magnificent fire. the fire
place being indicated by four iron bars.
which kept the burning brands in their
place. There was a hole in the roof. as in
the impluyium of Roman house. ana the
flames scared hioh. bevond the onenino.
thronob vawninS ch;mnev which iat r.
the DAYLIGHT and let eut the smoke. we saw
branches and orav Nv In the emhors was
a ,,nr sot 70 hnfI ond in tho ' nornars Of the
c.bin IN = conf,,s;on Of tools natar,olS " and ,n
e oaor III coniuslo.i VI sools ,:. n,a.elias, auu
rcauss, tlree Lnen-ohe il.,ie oiu lelow
Mi.h lulu" @ 1neeks anu olichuus. conp,eA- ps
,onLMel9 cnopprmmS away VIII az. thel
sap VA au ,, mani ~ tht snrue @ wele te ia.ue'
sol son, anu son-in,law .,i 'nis was ehe,r work, ,
snop anu .neir noine' anu nere lhey nVe9
anu iaooieu yoai i"' eaa ou., M'nsel ~ anu
suninie, . Iniougn. Oncc Week 'ne son
S" wens 70 tne y,llase ior Proylsiohs, anu on
.,.'1y naluay alu mnoio ~, la'niiy piaycu aC po"is
''nuer .ie gd g1eas Irees. ss,. o.o.., ,oo ,
each man. having snoken tpI 10 ,Is % mt down @
his ave a trichtful weanon. NOT mike the
uuilIotine axe,-an enormous. sharn nointed
blsde. and a short handle admirablv edant-
ed TO the murder of oaks. Init sinister Of "a.
meet Louise drew Somewhat closer to mo
on the little bench where we had seated our.
selves
"Don,t we interrunt vour work pr I asked
the old man,
"Thank YOU kindly. no sir: we are lust
going to sunner.''
The two young men nulled down their
sleeves. and thew ali gathered round a large
table Of primitive construction, made of
board, and four legs still in the rough
While they were setting out little plates of
thick blue stoneware the old woman brought
q great pan, and threw Into the fire an arm
ful Of chips.
In this strange rude interior Louise look
ed refined and delicate, with all her dainty
appointments OF long, undressed kid gloves,
launty-boots,. and looped-up petticoat.
While talked to the wood-cutters she shield
ed her face from the fire with her hands, and
kept her eye on the butter beginning to sing
In the pan.
Suddenly she rose, and taking the pan
handle from the. old woman said, "Let me
help you make the omelette, will your"
4 The good woman let 90 with smile, and
! louise found herself alone, In the attitude
Of a fisherman who had lust had a nibble.
She stood in the full light of the fire. her
eyes fixed on the melted butter, her arms
tense with 4 fort; she was biting her lips,
probably to increase her strength.
"It's rather hard on madame's little
hands," said the old man. 81 bet It's the
first time YOU ever made an omelette in
wood-cuttef,s hut--isn't it. INV Young
lady?,
Louise nodded YES without turning her
ewes from fhe omelette. WThe eggsl the
eggs % she suddenly exclaimed. with such a
look of uneasiness that we ali hurst out
laughing" hurry with the eggs The but
ter IL ali nufiino m Re- nuicf. or / can't
answer for tbe conseopencea D ~,
The old woman heat tbeseoos .eperOet.
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The ~ s herbs t s. = , cried d, the old man. THE he
thew oil set to worL chonn;n~e cnttino nil.
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