The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1880-09-02
THE HONOR OF THE LASHLEYS.

THE HONOR OF THE LASHLEYS.
We we're known for generations be-
are was born as " a fighting family
#apughout the locality in Kentucky il
rtch we lived. Young people of the
resent day cannot understand the re-
Hyect and Difference paid to duelists
htv years ago.
B remember, when | was a child oi
sgen, overhearing the inn-keeper of oul
{ Hysn, as | passed down the village
meet, point me out to the passengers
! the stage coach as - One Of the Lash.
H Granddaughter of Dead-Shot'
3Jsshley. No better blood in Kentuck,
8a. The men always were ready to up.
Hhh their word with their lives. Nc
sk-down in Lashley. 1t was touch
lind 60 with them"
4 hurried on, feeling as if my little
Lands we're blood-stained. But Logan,
AW twin brother, was pleased and proud
when such comments reached his ears.
3He marched slowly on, eyeing the star
ng strangers as if he were a prince
mong beggars.
Logan also heard a good deal of this
nrt Of talk in the village as he grew
oder There was nothing else to re-
mind him that he belonged to a race
d duelists. The family consisted now
only Of mother, Logan and myself.
&Hohmy father and grandfather {" Dead
Shot LaShlev''1 were dead.
Z remembered the last only as mild,
3heumatlc old gentleman, who battered
bout the sheep folds and rabbit
I iuches, and was very particular about
4 lis toast and tea for breakfast. Mother
lmored and indulged him for years in
Ills harmless little fancies.
4 Her gentleness, patience and sweet
temper were so inexhaustible, and so
HhHed our home, that the ill-humor and
nnceit of other people faded out of
aght in it like bad fogs in the sunshine.
wish the readers of the COMPANION
could see my mother as l remember
her' IN her black gown and widows
cap, with her delicate, high bred face,
low voice and soft manner, controlling
sgeat plantation and many slaves.
She was a fair type of one class of
SoQthern women. She was so gentle
and playful and child-like that Logan
enloyed her society more than he en-
pyed that of his young companions.
ouI there was no more skillful stock
nser IN the county than Madam Lash
NJ nor any one in our town who had
isener insight or firmer will in mat
ss that pertained to the products of
Mplantation.
When Logan and l were fourteen,
NE found that we were too old for a
INVERNESS to manage, and joining with
,ae nelghboring planters, she sent to
new York for teacher.
me little school house in the woods
vas iltted up for him. There were
uoaen children in all with whom the ex-
perment was to be tried. elf it sue
seeas' " said my mother, "no doubt
'one OF the gentlemen will build an
icademy.n
! knew very well it was she who
y aoald build the academy; but she never
Mo i" will do anything.
. Inc teacher, Master March, proved
! ! oe pale young man with STOPPING
'aoalders and delicate frame. 1t had |
\ zen arranged that he should board at
~ ~ v,liagge inn; but after mother had |
Y. ~ nlm she brought him to the plan
aslon '.a and gave him the chamber that |
aasllooks Is u the mountains, and ordered |
y y: Maumer Addy to make beef-tea and |
'mer !, Fl oroth for him without stint.
Inc poor lad needs mothering. He
y never had any, suspect" she said.
!, san oppressed Master March with
i H. hospitality. He put horse at his
u offered to introduce him to all
: = gelies in the county; took him to
y ~. louisville races, and explained the
wei scene with an air of lordly pa
,.aage: y, had no patience with Lo-
- \. ABSURD mannishness and conceit.
i. = mother ~ only laughed.
!. y y .ne opinion of the neighbors, Mas
!. March was the best teacher ever
ao"n in that county. Twas not sur
as. ss therefore, when about six
0l.ns \ !; later, mother met me one even
: s. = me avenue, her face flushed and
! 'hsea sssi and said: "The academy is to
~ loai,' Margaret, and Mr.. March is to
ae !. charge Of it."
WY do you take such an interest
. a,ri m1 mammal" l asked.
M, ne poor lad has had such hard
ny ,e, she said, sitting down on
M san came up at the moment and
.a a. y hn9stening, brushing his fore finger
MIA ~ a,s upper lip where the mustache
sa1g !. u oe some day.
ma ne was left at twelve" she con-
I,,,a fsvu :. homeless and penniless, with
m ,as :. SISTER to support. He kept her
aa a Starving for whole year by shoy-
s coai and selling newspapers" |,