The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1879-11-28

lemine lone now, bout er minut,
Hits mighty sudden, an l want
ter stcdy the Sitiwation. Oh! bu
avn, do Mass, AN fo' dc wah W
used to do it elegant" and Bony'
right hand came ont of his pocket
his head went a little backward
and to one side; the gesture wa
made with the palm outward, an,
expressed the most crushing an,
overpowering superiority. "Pulle,
out de slower ways from de hole
twixt de cotton bales, tored de,
shirts open ter fore, an eff de small
pox was ershowin' up fine on d.
dresses, wy dey'd git er BATH"
"Get bath! How's that 7"
" Now, jess lis'n at imam yot
tole me is er thick headed ape
You dunner how ter toller de 'eusa
tionS Nv my observations"
BOny went to one side and "stu
died the situation" ,"pondering deep
ly. Angel eyed him closely Ell
deavoring to deqipher every ex
preston as an index of the thought
that gathered under the woollypate
Of the negro. Bony WAS sitting
Oh the end of cross-tie, his elbows
resting on his knees, and his grimy
fingers interlocked. He was bare
headed, and he softly tapped the
ground with his long feet, slowly
and alternately. His head was
bent and his eyes we're half closed.
After sitting a few minutes he arose
and shook himself like a dog that
has been asleep. He looked grave
but as he had solved difficult
problem he could not resist the
temptation to "Cut the pigeon
wing" for Il few seconds on the
platform alongside the track.
After this he went to a telegraph
pole and rubbed his back against
it to disturb the operations of Il
flea between his shoulders.
"Hyars mew he said.
They gave him IL bottle of
whisky. lie took out the cork,
smelled the liquor, climbed into the
cab, opened the locker on the left
side-his seat while Oh duty-ex-
tracted a parcel containing brown
sugar and poured considerable
quantity into the bottle. He shook
tue mixture vigorously, and finally
held it up to examine the " bead"
The inspection seemed to satisfy
him, for he drank deeply and
smacked his lips with profound sat
lsfaction. He then placed the bot
tie carefully in the locker.
The prisoner was placed in the
tender in Il sitting posture, his
back against the pile of wood, and
his face toward the locomotive. His
hands were tied behind him and
his legs were bound togetherat the
knees and ankles. A gag was in
his mouth.
Bob Angel pulled open the throt.
tle.valve, and the train slowly
dragged its length into the night
and all that could be seen Of those
left behind were two eyes that
stared back at them from the last
car. One of these eyes was green,
the other red. They were the rear
signal lights.
81 b'Iieve Ise de boss of dis yer
shop for erwhile, amt |, Caph 7"
eyes, l believe So" replied
Angel.
Without another word Ole Bony
went to the woodpile and com
menced to pitch the fuel to the
front of the tender. Haying done
this, he began to pile it up on the
footboard in two separate heaps.
One contained the rich resinous
pine and the other the oak and
hickory. He then opened the fire.
toJr and was throwing in the pine
as if his life depended
IN it.
"You had better mix it, Bony,"
Angel.
" "Ain't l er-chuckin' o. dis yer
ngine y retorted Bony, somewhat
cstily. "Aint't ] the boss, any
Iowi You jes' keep yer eye in
ront an ten to yer own bizness."
When he had filled the fire. box
e rested and amused himself by
inging snatches of old plantation
ongs and breakd0wns, as vi
ions of the dear old fiddle arose
II his memory, and at length sang
nelodiOusly:
"Chicken ir dc brcad-tray
Scratching out dough;
Granny, will yer dog bitef
No chif', no ="
He ceased, anXiously watched
he steam gauge, and then said:
"Golly! she's er-crawlIn up. Set
lat air reverse lever back er couple