Louisiana capitolian. (Baton Rouge, La.) 1879-1881, 1881-10-22
JOHN CONROY'S Luck

In the year lsaS, J0hn Conr0y, VINO
had been admitted to the bar in the
State of Massachusetts,, finding that his
native town vas we'll stocked with law
yers, made up his mind that he would
leave his home and seek his fortune in
the South. He was young man of
good talents and great industry, but
being poor, he could not acquire the
means to sustain himself TIL he could
acquire. a reputation in the profession
that would yield him a requisite in
come. He therefore, gathered his little
store Of money, and set ont one cold
Winter day to seek some place to locate
on the Mississippi river AT least such
was his intention. The most tritiing
circumstance, he remarked, often turn
cd one S destiny for good or evil.
had spent some little time in most
of the towns along the Mississippi, and
finding nothing that seemed to Justify u
young lawyer of Northern birth in liv-
ing there, I finally arrived at Column
bus, Tennessee, just eight months after
left my home 1t was here | met a
gentleman who gave me letter of in
PRODUCTION TO q lawyer residing in Hick
man, Kentucky, who he thought, could
assist me IN my efforts TO become estab-
lished.
1t was u bright morning that | mount
ed my horse, and with my letter safely
slowed away i'll my little saddle bags,
set out on my journey. | had ridden
until late in the afternoon and was
somewhat weary, when the roofs of a
small village. situated about a mile in
advance of me, came invitingly before
my vision. Ny tired horse must have
discovered them about the same mo-
nent as his master, for he pricked up
his ears, and commenced to accelerate
his pace. Turning from the highway
and following a lane bordered with
green sward, made q short cut to the
village street. But just before | reach
ed the houses | met short, puffy per-
son on horseback, who was coming
down the road.
Good day, sir" he said, reining up
his steed, which, at glance, l saw
was thoroughbred. Good day, sir.
Are yqn going to halt here or do you
90 anywhere in the neighborhood of
the Kentucky State line !''
Not being acquainted with the to-
Biography Of the country, | could not
answer mis- question directly, but told
him was going to Hickman.
"Ah, he said, 'lhat's all right. You'll
have to pass my place, and perhaps put
mp there for The night. Now, sir, |
would be obliged TO You if yon would
do me small favor. My name is Nor
thup-Ellison Northup-and [ live
only some fifteen miles from Hickman.
Il shall be happy to oblige you, if in
my power" "but permit me to ask you
ifyou are in any way related to Law
yer Northup of Hickman ?"
eyes, sir" he replied, she is my
brother"
Il am very happy to meet you, sir"
| continued, "for | bear letter of in
PRODUCTION from Major Saunders, of CO.
lumbus, 10 your brother" And ! i'm
mediately opened my saddle bags and |
got out my letter. which handed to nv |
new acquaintance to read.
"Old Saunders" he said, with smile
as he finished reading it, and handed it |
back to me. "He is a good fellow. Is
his nose as red as ever9 | haven't seen
hln for a couple of years"
~ must confess" l replied with
laugh, ''that the majors nose is pretty
fiery"
He is an awful driuker," said Mr.
Northup. "Few men can hold the
night with him, and | never once re-
member of having seen him at the barr
"You astonish me-" | replied. Il was
at the hotel a week with him, and new
er once remember of having seen him at
the bar"
'No, no." exclaimed Mr.. Northup,
Saunders don't drink ut bar. He's a
very peculiar man, very methodical; all
his drinking is done at the club. But
really am OBTAINING you. My object
was to ask you to inform my daughter,
whom you will find at home, that Jake
las run away from me again, and l sup
R0se he has taken the woods. Tell her,
lyon pleass, to inform Thompson, the '