The herald. (Smyrna, Del.) 1870-1871, 1871-05-20

AHCSs
My trunk and vslise were strapped TO
he rear of the vehicle. Loafers stood
round and looked on curiously, grin
mig and whispering. My late antagonist
was among the number.
The carriage door was opened, and
stepped in. Some one remarked that
zone .big-bug had got limbered."
The driver fiourished his whip and we
rolled away, followed by deafenins
cheers from the losfers. Perhaps the
wren was still singing, but could not
fear it.
Everything considered, was in bad
but did not fairly realize
il till we were several miles in the coun-
try. What was 1 to do to make myself
presentablef Such words as Katie
Davenport rang in my ears. You see
my shirt was torn, and my coat split
across the back, to say nothing of blood
spots on my vest and sleeves. Surely l
must change my clothes.
While yet was at loss what to do, the
driver turned his horse from the road,
and halted them beside a lovely spring
that gushed from great ledge OF rocks.
"What are you going to do" l ask
ed, opening the door and looking out.
"Water de hosses, sah."
A bright idea struck ME. 1t was
lonely, wooded place. among the foot
Mills of the mountaius. / would go into
the woods and change my clothes. So,
taking a shirt and full suit of outer
clothes from my trunk, went into a
pretty grove, and proceeded to make my
toilet. He grinned when he saw me
taking the garments from my trunk. =
The wind roared in the tops of the tow
eripg pines, odo,s s Of wild Aowern greet
ed my senses. and if ever birds rioted in
song, it was there. The last years
leaves lay deep on the ground, but eve-
rywhere the tufts of wild g Ass were
struggling through, and with starry
blossoms the weeds haunted their green
spray, whereon the linLets swung and
twittered.
was buttoning on my collar.
"Whoa! hoi SIR" 1t was a sweet, low
voice. looked up. Before me, mount
ed on beautiful coal-black pony, sat
the very queen fairy of the woods. She
blushed red aud tugged at her little
steed's rains, but the animal seemed to
be fascinated and stood gazing wildly ai
my plug hat which sat beside my boots
IA rod from him. He arched his fat neck
and puffed the breath loudly from his
clear. cut nostrials. My cast-otf shirt
and outer-clothes lay spread on the
kRpnd where had let them fall.
md no doubt looked, sheepish.-
atly the horse became manageable
wing the directions of she tiny
r knd of his pretty rider, turned
peared in the depths of the
/ proceeded to finish dressing
ne of the sweet conceits of the
lot into my head, and won
what blessed tree this pretty
syYval1. dde. bad emerged, ready
mountedE The wind and the birds sang
in choxSs.
Attength was again in the carriage
and ere very long looked out and saw
GROWING considerable emineoce, the
old brick mansion of Horace Naylor al
among fruit orchards and fancirully
clipt shade trees. MY old friend mel
me on the pinzza and taking both my
hands begged my pardon for not coming
in person to me ct the station, but hs
WAS suffe, ing from guur and wasn't able
to get out. I was shown TO dressing
room at once and left alone till foui
when dinner was announced. Now my
heart leap savagely. Katie Davenport
But at the table Katie did not appear
Mrs. Naylor said the young lady had
"taken STROLL"
After dinner game of chess with Mr.
Naylor and then TO let the old man take
his siesta asked to be shown my room,
It was d cozy little place with allow win
dow and balcony delicately rallied with
iron.
Supper came on. but Katie was tired
after her ramble, and did not present
herself. Once more In my room lit c
cigar and went on the balcony. The
night was clear and the moon was in
the central heaven. The mountains
stood dimly outlined on the horizon and
the green foot bills glittered in the
bright moonlight. The flower garden
lay below me. was thinking of the
dryad had seen In the woods and won-
dering If Katie Davenport would be half
as pretty, when sweet. silvery Voice
down ia the garden found my ear. Tho
words were very low, but 1 heard them
distinctly.
"Had fight, do you say, Sam ~
"Yes'm, Miss Katie, he jest fight
world 'thout eend. Him an a nodder
feller, an two dogs aey was jest fightin'
like de berry nation, dey was. an dey
keert do hJsses, de dogs did, an den /
jis runned right kerdab ober de men q
fghtin'. ohlNiss Katie, I tell ye what,
ds-geminan's good grit, he is" ,s si.
Don't speak so -lond, Sam. What
were they fighting about3" i1t
"Can't say dat, swa' can't. Twas
right afore do whisksy salosn house, rs
de men was all bout dsr watchin' 'sm
an de dogsa 'fightin'. Lor' brsss ys. de
gemman's ON de muskle, he la. an he
gritty as a grinaatone, he is T..
"In front Of a dram shop, say your
Had they been drinking, ssm.' 'e'-n