The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1882-06-17
A Mail Carriers Experience.
by MILLARD GEORGE.

A great while ago-long before the late
@ar-tbere was Young man who carried
the mail between Madison and Macon.
Georgia. His name was Bob Lows. He
used his eyes aud ears pretty we'll, and
uever-tond ~ he was of good story
told lies. To say " Bob Lovic say so. y
was to certify to the truth of statement,
which Was certainly 10 his credit; and,
moreover, he was as honest IN the day,
and could have been entrusted with un-
told gold or uncounted diamonds. Nor
ally, he was very we'll for sn uneducat,d d
man; but he bad one great failing-great
particularly III the eyes of pretty Annie
Wesley, who otherwise esteemed BIB per-
fection. He had allied himself with IA
certain class of persons who termed
t mJelves ''free thinkers"
This theological difference at last led
to little quarrel; aud Bob tried to get
Annie out oil his MUD, but failed to do
ii; aud Annie was very miserable, as we'll
Tur the sake OF b BIS soul Us Tor herself
Tor though she had offers in plenty, not
one-not even rich john Grab, who bad
eyer SD many acres of land-could be
compared for moment in her mind to
Bob, had Bob only held proper senti.
inents.
So, though they kept apart for whole
month, at last one bright morning, as
B,b rode along, slo~l ly and stupidity fol
him, he saw, sitting under tree, little
nsure in blue nr-ss that he could no'
pass to save his Lille. So he stopped hi.
rorse aud called out
Annie, is that you p
Yes, Bob,' said Annie, showing
mir Of wet eyes. II came here on pur
Use TO Bee yOu. I've talked in my poor
seak womaniah words, but YOU talk ~
much better than l, that, OF course, it'
# no use; aud all the while there is On
Sho talks SO plainly to US. and the word
are here; ana I've brought them TO you
and please. dear BIB, to read them, an
perhaps"
She did not finish the sentence, bu
placed a pretty Biule i'll Bobs hand.
IL have had it bound very nicely fo
you, and, obi ior my sake read lit wi
teach y on 80 much. Bob so very much.
B b took the book. For moment b
ielt aunOyed, AID mach like sneerirt
bat Annie WAS very dear 10 him; so l.
kept bis anger under tor her sake, tnanl
ed her FOR her prescnr, aud placed it
tie breast pocket OF his coat.
"As IT I we're to b. converted like
sinner in lraci!' said Bob, after he la
ridden on piece. But, women Al
! not exp, cted tu have minds like ours
And out of another pocket he pulled u
lifidti tract, which q Trend, an unbelie
,ng doctor, had loaned him, and fell
reading.
1t was not a wise thing, as the evel
proved. for the horse, lett to hlmsel
= stumbled over something in the road aI
Was lamsd, not badly, 1t seemed, bat
urced Bub TO diamouut, and stop at
country store, TO examine aud baihe n
= limb, aud then he had 10 let the bea
: take his own tune afterward; so that, i
stead of trvtting briskly Into Macon
iore sunaown, the young man fouI
I ms.lI belated, on lon, ly read, son
nuurs after the sun had quite vanish,
his horse growing l4mer, ,aud his hop
> OF getting good, warm supper qui
3 gone.
- Hang the tract !" growled Bob
. himself; ''what did bother over it
o all ior?"
W He gave the obnoxious pamphlet
an toss into an adj joining clump OF bush'
aud than his mind went back to AuI
"a W-slry's Bible.
g He lelt Tor tit was safe. He wish
that somrh0w he could be better, aud
I. walked along b, side his horse, with I
pA'hAc b'SA hAo nAhAl ~ iNAeN AASA'
chcly noo02
Suddenly shadow I, Il across the roa
BOB looked up. Straight before him =
a mounted man, with mask on his "a
/ and pistol ia hand.
d Halt = commanded the nan. a
Boz halted.
= Now" resumed the stranger, 'if v
are quiet. you will come to no harm.
y only want your mailbag l happen
5, know that itis worth something to-nigl
~ and We followed you from the store
he ,onder. There sin't soul within he
ing, aud you might as well take it coo
I am armed; you are not. Hand o.
- the bag"
ds Never r. vehemently exclaimed BC
an this mailbag is in NV ears-entrusied.
guard it as long as have breath in !
b. body"
rp That won't be loug, then, " said |
- man coarsely, Iii you don't listen to Z
~ son."
te Bob for reply, mounted his hn
ut quickly, and determinedly sat behind
es treasure.
~. Your hfs's in danger" warned
+'' rebher. Il intend to have those lett
ct and life amt worth much TO me.
in sArDsst--nO fOOllAgr'