The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1872-03-21

shirt and pair of woo1en .troMsers, tSia, err
belted. lat the whist, and with a his
searching, round, indescribable eve.
looked me through and through. 1t
was p block eye, which got its educa-
ton from country place where they
make an inventoryof strangersstin the
glimpse afforded by flash Of light
ming, and rob them before the next
flash. The speculation in that pair
OF eyes that he did glare withal,
mocked knowledge. It was the
gipsy's encyclopedias of chicken coop,
and I was the chicken in view. From
my side of the case it was the worst
pair of agates I ever -furtivc,
plaintive, touching, repclling. God
save us from these mixod races, that
we cannot understand, which civilizc
themselves on no ono limo of pro1ec-
ton, and give no key to their tortu-
GUS character, and are to themselves
q heathen mystery!
II came down the road yesterday,
Oxendine, from your part of the
world" The big eyes repeated the
performance.
"From Robson County,"
eyes"
"Wel, did you see that party that
went up Monday-what about them?"
This was sort of lethargic ear
nestncss, like sleepy nature slowly
rolling out of bed.
"You mean Pop Oxcntlinc?"
eyes, INV brother"
ellis trial won't como of for
several days. But tell me, Oxendine,
how camo. Henry Berry Lowrey to
get all you boys i'll his hands2 Has
ne so much greater power thans you,
although youngcr?"
The fellow rolled his orbs at me
again, perfectly submissive, but all
searching Ignorance and cunning.
and prowling and wonder reaching
out to drink r. and fathom mo
and yet, with all, nAsort of roadside
equality. His rather oycr-fcd face;
his cracked, slip-shod shoes; his
dropping brooches were moan enough
but there was the gipsy inquiry,
nearly nonchalant, in his look. Sen
sunl his faco certainly was, but deep
fallow of power lay in it, generations
OF the hummer worthy of education
from tho beginning. Who.t crimes
against human nature have been com
mittcd by Southern prejudice against
everything with drop of the negro
i'll it. This rascal's eye looked like
genius more than anything I had seen
below Richmond.
Indeed" he said, after finishing
up the study, coolly, II can't tell
you; I don't know anything about it,"
Respectful and polite he was nll
the time, but, in his situation, the
answer was diplomatic, and the next
remark showed that it was not made
without logical reference to himself
"Sheriff, when is my t1ial coming
off? Am to lie in this dark place
two moro years?"
II would insist upon my trial."
said the sheriff.
II will; can't stand it,"
Then. after minute, giving me an-
other roll of his quiet eyes, ho said:
Can you give me piece of tobnc-
co, sir?"
"No, but I can give you the money
to get it."
He took it, looked at it, and pro-
n,,ouncing my name plainly, with
thanks, although the name had been
mentioned only once, walked volun-
tarily bnck to his cell.
These mulattocs of The families of
Lowrcy, Oxendine and Strong have
been locked away i'll the businesses Of
hard Scotch population and their
developement crampcd. What might
have been tho discovcrcr has become
the buccnnccr; the poet has become
the outlaw.
REronTED KILLING OF Boss Srnosn.-
The Ihlmbcrton RobcSonian SAYS:
We are gratifcd to be able to an
nounce this week that another Of the
Lowrcy band of outlaws hns proba-
bly, been sent to TINT bourne from
which no traveller ever returns.
Boss Strong, one Of the ficrccst devils
OF the pack, was shot, and in all
probability killed. by Mr. Jnmoc NIo-