The interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1872-1881, 1877-01-26

son glory, ~ o-}ou"S "'e" s"fPS"
out upon the long platform that re-
ceives all the corners and gocrs at
Crab Orchard Springs, IN Central Ken
lucky. Both wore the indiscrIbab'y
independent air that distinguished the
wealthy Southern planter OF the anti
civil-rights era; both were fashionably
dressed, and careless seekers af'er
pleasure, though one vas some years
the elder.
81 tell you, Randolph, j shall leave
this confounded place tonight. i"'.
about Kentucky beauty and ch'va'ry'
There's nobody here but drunken men,
aud fast ~omen, exclaimed The small
er Of the two. while an expression OF
profound disgust curied h's Tim i'ps'
Don't be snatched' Hampton;
where can you do betterl ! admit we
have pretty rapd set Just now, ba'
fall in, man, and have fun like the
balance
"Fun, indecd!' retorted Hampton
in supreme contempt; what do you
call fun? And what can a mere boy
like you, know Of a mans cravings
for respectable e'Joymene suppose
you would have me turn fool IKE
Charlie Carroll, and JON that Internal
champagne party, eh' That's what
you call fun, j suppose.
Nothing aaunted by this slur upon
his darkening upper lip, young Ran
dolph burst into laugh, and REPLIED
"By jolly! but you are in n sweet
humor; maybe you are like myself
cant get into the champagne party.
They scorn my beardless face, and are
doubtless afraid of your black looks.
But Charles just the fellow Tor Them
They don't want better sport than to
mash up his heart and empty his
pockets. Won't pity the remains OF
that youth when his ventricles he
bleeding. and his cash is non compus
bankus!" And sitting down with a
careless smile upon his handsome face,
Bob Randolph dived into his cigar
case for the soothing weed which he
handed to his perturbed companion.
seriously, now, VIII. he resnm-
ed, 81 don't want you 70 De running
oil this way. MY mother wouid
think me IN danger OF immediate ana
everlasting perdItion, II you Withdrew
the steady i'ght OF your severely NOR
al counienance from my uhccrta'h
path. You know she trusts you 10
watch over me.
A haii'smiie iif'ei the scowi IRON
liampton's countenance at tins good
natured sally, as he responded II
appreciate Mrs. kandolphs trust. but
an my present mood' I'm any thing
but a safe custodian OF any bodys
morals. The TACT Is boo' 4 M d'sap-
pointed IN every thing and every
body I've met here. There's nothing
'congenial TO my tastes, ana snail
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