Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1871-09-09
Misfella,,eons.
THE ROMANCE OF MADRONO HOLLOW.
BY BRET HARTE.
(frona the Atla,stic Monttlytor Septenber.)
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What did Culpeeper sayp Nothing, i
fear, that will add anything to the wisdom
OF the reader, nothing, | fear, that Miss
10 had not heard substantially from other
lips before. But there was certain con-
viction, fire-speed, and fury in the manner
that was deliciously novel to the young
lady. 1t was certainly something to be I
courted in the nineteenth century with all
the passion and extravaganza Of the six
teenth: it was something to hear amid the
slang of a frontier society, the language of
knight-errantry poured into her by this
| lantern-jawed, dark-browed descendant of
| the Cavaliers. ~.aa
| do not know that there was anything
more in it. The facts, however, go to
show that at a certain point Miss 10 drop
ped her glove, and that in recovering it
| Culpepper possessed himself, first of her
hand and then her lips. When they stood
up to 60 Culpepper had his arm around her
waist, and her black hair, with its sheafof
golden oats, rested against the breast pock-
ct of his coat. But even then do not
think her fancy was entirely captive She
took certain satisfaction in this demon
stration of Culpepper's splendid height,
anu IuCHtfiiif COiuPtIcu IL Will u lOtAuCI
flame, one Lieutenant McMirk, active, but
understood Hector, who subsequently, fell
victim to the incautiously composed and
monotonous beverages of a frontier garri-
SON. Nor was she so much preoccupied
but that her quick eyes, even while alb
sorbing Culpepper's glances, were yet a.
able to detect, at a distance, the figure of
man approaching. In an instant she slip
ped out OF Culpepper's arm, and, whipping
her hands behind her, said There's that
horrid mani" aa
Culpepper looked up and beheld his re-
spected uncle painting and blowing over
the hin. His brow contracted as he turned
to Miss Joe "You don't like my unclep'
II hate him. Miss 10 was recovering
her tongue.
Culpepper blushed. He would have liked
to enter upon some details of the Colonel's
pedigree and exploits, but there was not
time. He only smiled sadly. The smile
melted Miss 10. She held out her hand
quickly, and said with more than her usu-
al etfrontery Don't let that man get YOU
into trouble. Take care Of yourself, dear,
and don't let anything happen to YOU.
Miss 10 intended this speech to be pa
thetic the tenure of life among her lovers
had hitherto been very uncertain. Gull
pepper turned toward her. but she had
vanished in the thicket.
The Colonel came up painting. 'I've
looked all over town for you, and be dash
ed to you, sir. Who was that with you?"
"A lady" (CulpePper never lied, but
he was discreet)
"D-m'em all. Look var. CUP, I've
spotted the man who gave the order to put
me off the floor" ('flo" was that the Col
onel said) the other night" 8T
WHO was it??" asked Culpepper, listless-
ly. ....9.
Jack Folinsbee.'
"Who?" i-a
why, the son of that dashed nigger-
worshipping, psalm singing Puritan Yam
kee. What's the matter now! Look var,
Culp, you amt goin' back on your blood, ar
We? You amt goin' back on your word,
" amt goin' down at the feet of this trash?
like a whipped houndpn r.s-s.
Culpeper was silent. He was very
white. Presently he looked up and said
quietly. "-
No" hee a gee Il; sHfas
Culpepper Starbotle had challenged Jack
Follinsbee, and the challenge. was accept
ed. The cause alleged was the expelling
of Culpepper's uncle from the floor of the
Assembly Ball by the order of Follinsbee.
This much Madrono Hollow knew and
could swear to; but there were other
STANCE rumors afloat, of which the black
smith was an able expounder ''You see,
gentlemen" he said to the crowd gathered
around his anvil, Il amt got no theory of
this affair, only give few facts as have
come to my knowledge Cnlpepper and
Jack meets quite accidental like in Bobs
saloon Jack goes up to Culpepper and
says, "A word with you.' Culpepper bows
and steps aside in this way, Jack standing
about here" (The blacksmith demon-
strates the position of the parties with two
old horse-shoes on his anvil.) Jack pulls
Il bracelet from his pocket and says, DO
yol. know that bracelet :? Culpepper says,
Il do not quite cool like and easy. Jack
saws, You lie, Cd d--mn you,' and
draws his derringer. Culpepper jumps
1 toward about here, preference is made to
! the diagram) aud Jack fires. Nobody hit.
| It's mighty cur'o's thing gentlemen y
continued the blacksmith, dropping sud-
denly into the abstract, and leaning med
itatively on his anvil, 'its u mighty cur'o's
thing that nobody gets hit SO often. You
and me empties our revolvers sociably at
each other over a little game, and the
room full, and nobody gets hurt. That's
w HtS S,Sto AAlts e ..T
"Never mind, Thompson" chimed in
Bill Masters, There's another and bet
ter world where we shall know all that
and--become better shots. Go on with
your story"
We'll, some grabs Culpepper and some
grabs Jack, and so separate them. Then
Jack tells EN- as how he had seen his
sister wear bracelet which he knew was
one that had been given to Dolores by Col.
Starbottle. That Miss 10 wouldn't say
where she got it. but owned up to having
seen Culpepper that day Then the most
cur 'ous thing of it yet. what does Culpep-
per do but rise up and takes all back that he
said, and allows that he did give her the
bracelet Now my opinion, gentlemen,
is that he lied; 1t amt like that man to
give cal he respects anything off of that
piece, Dolores. But it is all the same
now, and there's but enc thing to be
DONE .st .as s4f4 s.asME
The way this thing was done belongs
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