Semi-weekly south Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1883-1889, 1884-02-22

"Yes, Mass General" 1t was said
somewhat crustily, for his young mis-
tress, the belle of the country, the
heiress of the richest sugar plantation
on the "bottom," had somewhat num-
erous train of suitors, and the old soul
was weary padding them over to her
place, and to and fro.
"Back in, Uncle Joe, and here is
plug of tobacco for YOU" and the Gen.
eral rearranged his glossy collar, stepped
daintily upon an old log tokeep his we'll
BACKED boots clean, and settled his new
hat upon his carefully brushed hair. 1t
may have been the eagerness of the
chance to accept the profered plug;
rumors were current that the old soul
had been bribed to manage it in that
way by rivals in any case, as the Gen
eral stepped into the canoe it was swept
aside, possibly by the turbid stream,
and, hat foremost, the visitor plunged
into the river
"Does you want to be put across
now?" the old negro demanded, when
the General had scrambled into the frail
bark, an object for tears and laughter.
"Of course go ahead, you old fool"
the other ceased from his profanity and
the effort to get the water out of his
hair, beard and eyes, long enough to
say that.
Now all this is of any value because it
is narrative of simple fact, and herein is
the wonder of it. Miss Adeline jackson
was as much OF lady as her opportu-
mites allowed, sweet tempered, sensible
and excellent every way, as well as a
beauty and an heiress, and she did not
hesitate an instant, when she knew who
it was, TO receive her dripping guest.
You may, if you please, call it her
womanly pity. will not deny she had
her laugh out before she went into the
parlor where her visitor sat by the roar
ing Preside enveloped in halo OF steam
from his streaming garments. But he
was none the less Gen. Mcpherson
Rather he made himself that much the
more so From the moment Of enter.
ing the room, his pretty hostess sur,
rendered herself to her visitor and to the
circumstances of the case, and the con-
versation was that much the livelier, fol-
that was the mood also Of time, the place
and the people. Gen. Mcpherson had
never seen as agreeable companion as
now; the lady had never been quite as
charmed and charming. Yet no one
knew better than herself the vices anC
the-alas virtues Of this lover of hers
Yes. it was the fascination of cat-birdant
snake, for, knowing perfectly well wha
must follow, she too yielded herself Il
him as everybody else had to do; and
his new suit being thoroughly dry AM
brushed up again by that time, in tw
months Miss Adeline Jackson had be
come, and as glad to do it as q Bird
could be, Mrs. Gen. Mcpherson!
Just four years afterward Mr.. Morga
! happened to be in New Orleans an
J STAYING at the st. Charles Hotel l
going to bed one night he went by mii
take into room which he supposed
! be his own. A gentleman was seated
a table therein writing, revolver lyin
upon the table by the inkstand. In tn
act of apologizing for his intrusion Nj
I Morgan sprang forward and shook th
other cordially by the hand. 1t WI
) Gen. Mcpherson, apparently the san
t courteous gentleman as ever, with,
t Mr.. Morgan well knew, this differenc
8 that Mrs. Mcpherson was dead, belle
ing utterly in and devotedly attached
= and proud of her husband to the las
r It is true that the General had squa
e dered her property, but she had clm
!, to him rather the more for that reaso
o Shakespeare saturates Richard III. wi
r the same astonishing magnetism; &C
d tainly Aaron Burr possessed it; only y
II have yourself to meet the man perfect
10 to understand, not it, but its wonderi
f working, working as quiet, too, as
of lent, as irresistible as any other ms
Is netism.
st 81 am glad to meet you" MIR. Nj
rs gan yielded so far to it as to say bef'
Of they parted for the night, after 10
'r and delightful talk over old times, "'
e. you would never let me pay you whai
to owe you for that land"
it '"That land?" the General had I
ie gotten all about it, and his friend had
y remind him of the suit Of clothes @
IN the acres with which he had purcha!
In it.
le "Thank you, sir" the General s
q at last, az had forgotten it, and il
m exceedingly kind in you to mention
70 I confess I would like little mon'
Ill Let me see and he sat, his chin W
Id his bosom, buried in calculation.
40 There never was more unsentimel
e. man than Mr.. Morgan. The antith
ou of the other, in that he was shire
H. sharp, practical, money-making pers
On as determined in his honesty as in
10 purpose to be rich. Not that Gen.
10 Pherson was not honest, but that on
up reasoning generosity was an elemen
his peculiar influence; whatever mo
d. he had flowed from him as unconscit
70 ly as its influence from a mag
A' "Why is it? Why is itP" Mr.. n
% gan reasoned with himself, his keen
10, upon his disreputable yet distinguis
NV NV friend. "This man has in himself
~ that education can do for gentlen
!. He knows the world, is as able, as
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