The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1881-10-07

IKANNls
Five o'clock in the morning in 1
North Carolina barren! The east
streaked with crimson; mocking- birds
making the wood alive with their ca
PRECIOUS music. and dew heavy on the
underground among the pines. Acct
dent has kept us here since midnight
and seems likely TO keepus longer, and.
now that daylight has come. to exam
inc the ground Is the only resource for
such hours As must still be spent in wait
ing. The solitary station. intended not
SO much for passengers as for stray
bales Of cotton or tobacco, holds no
suggestion Of interest. A negro cabin
or so; low-roofed house in the dis
lance, and other cabins from which, as
doors open. emerge the looming figures
Of one or two poor whites. Pigs. lean
and lank as their owners, RANGE the
wood or smell about the track for pos
siblc bits Of food from the cabo0sc. and
over the platform marches Il long die
Of dignifed geese. discussing in sub
dued tones the reasons Of things in gem
eral To follow them promises more
excitement than any longer observa-
ton Of the dreariness all about, and I
pass down through the sliding sand OF
the roadway and up the narrow path to
the low-roofed house. from which, as
near II, comes the sound of rattling
plates and the smell Of coffee and friz-
zling bacon. II is true Southern
house; the chimneys built outside. at
either end. and all rather thrown than
put together. An astonishingly red
faced man. in shirt and trousers. comes
TO the door with d bell in his hand and
looks blankly At me before he rings
Three or four dogs run out barking. and
some cows turn slowly 20 inquire IL il
may be on their account. The bell
rings languidly. as If the red-facei y. a
were not quite awake, or. il awake.
had no interest in ringing -or anything
else-and IS he stands blinking toward
the station the bell ID suddenly taken.
and > woman. lost 70 sight In her deep
slat 1un-bonnet, rings with an energy
that, considering the horrible want Of
Il in everything else. Is ~ welcome a.
north wind would Be in this sultry and
shut-in spot.
"You SiIenus! you 60 in yonder. N
she interjects between the rings; II
reckon All get EN- yerc Il ringin' III
fetch EN-"
Silenus, evidently well named dis-
appears. The conductor Is seen com
ing toward breakfast with speed
which might almost be called hurry,
and the passengers leave the car; the
sickly-looking woman dragging along.
hair loose, gown awry. and sense Of
being held together by ono pin which
y just upon the verge Of falling out.
There Is . long. low room. lighted only
BY three open doors; q large. round.
oil-cloth-covered table. and. elevated
. few inches above il, smaller circle,
also oil-clothed. on which various
dishes stand. The conductor gives .
twirl as he sits down. Our breakfast is
70 be on the tectotum principle. and to
spin the thing round and round seems
70 be more desirable BY far than 70 in
vestigate the dishes II holds.
"'Pears like II you wasn't well set
this mawnin'. Can't you eat nothin'?
Have some cake? reckon there's .
snack, onlcss Silcnus hcz been alter II.
fou Silonus! Fetch along some cakcl'
you've been about. reckon; tray-
eled q heap All over. may-beP You
haven't never been TO any o. the Sand
wich Islands, may-beP Any me Of
EN-, or one like emp
No: never. Why do You wish 70
1T might be q comfort II you he'd,
that's ALL" Silenus answered. backing
out; while the woman. who had looked
At me with the same cagcrness, sighed
and half turned away.
Folks 20 cverywhar now" she said;
"cverywhar. | hoped anyway you
won't mind lookin' at Tranny. 'Twon't
hurt you. An II II should. couldn't
you stand one scein' an seem ii day
an night? Day an night! Oh. the
long nights yere; ycre in the woods, an
not q sight nor sound till they built the
road. The roads heap o company.
Come. You look willin', an must
tell i out. It's only over yondcr .
step. Come.
Yes. come an please her, honey"
said the colored woman. coaxin9ly.
And Silenus, who had again looked In.
added; (" Yes, como m please her.
Ihar's folks al round. an you've no
call 70 be skccred. don't want YER
half dollan Anybody's Welcome 20
mors'n one breakfast that'll please To-