The weekly Floridian. [volume] (Tallahassee, Fla.) 1867-19??, 1886-05-13

bank he could see soothing of his bors.
and Clothes, yet he oonid hear the forme,
moving through the woods and com.
menced calling to him.
Cope Roam, +" Cope Roam
Then he heard him nicker and he Eel,
better, for the noise came from the d;rec.
tlon OF the ferry road, and he felt that the
horse was going the right way. and hoped
he would stop when he reached the road.
After twisting and turning and enduring
many ugly and painful scratches and
bruises, Bob arrived at the road himself
but there was no horse there. He ston,
ped to listen, then he began calling
again.
Cope, Roam" Cope, Roam"
And again he heard a nicker, this time
several hundred yards up the road and in
the direction of Farmer Moore's house.
Bob struck trot and soon got a view Of
the horse, which was leisurely walking
along the road. When old Roam saw Bob
sn run ne sa1, ssEsh ain f6e fifHe two kept
up for fully half hour, Bob having in
the meantime fallen down in the dust
and dirt two or three times. and having
run and fretted himself into a profuse
perspiration.
Finally, Bob merged from the woods
and swamp and had just entered the lane
Leading up to Farmer Moore's house when
ne saw old Roam, several hundred Yards
ahead OF him, turning into the big gate
OF the pasture in front of the house. Bob
entered by the same gate, and had al
most overtaken his horse, when the latter
jumped overthe low fence that surrounded
the houseyard. This aroused the dogs
and In another moment lot of ours and
hounds came bounding toward the fence
BOB had but moment to think. and in
that short time revolved a great MANY
things in his mind To stay there was to
be chawed and mangled by that yelping
pack OF dogs. TO reach the pasture gate
was his only hope, so, without further
ado, he faced about and put out at the
top OF his speed. In the meantime the
dogs had cleared the garden fence and
were tearing toward him, yelping and
howlng-and were only a few feet from
him when he reached the big gate. which
was still open. Poor Bob was almost
out of breath, but he managed to mount
the fence and to climb to the TOP of one
OF the gate posts. where he, with great
difficulty steaded himself while he heloed
at the dogs:
. Get down. keep back :"
Presently, amid the noise made bv the
dogs, he could hear voices in the ward.
and at the door of the house. then some
body cried ont
Hello! Who's that? What do Won
want ~
Then he heard some one call. "You
Tige? You Rose ! Come here, sir ~
But I1ge and Rose and all the rest of
the dogs kept up their racket at the pas
ture gate, leaping up and swapping at
poor Bob, who with great difficulty held
his position on top of the gate post.
After awhile Bob saw parties with
pine torch coming toward him, and he
soon recognized old Mr.. MesEe, and made
known to him who he was and begged
him to get the dogs away This was
done with some difficulty, and Bob got
down. He had kind and sympathizing
friend in his host, who conducted him
into the house by the side door, where
Bob was not long in telling the whole
story OF his mishap. The old farmer
could not keep from laughing, and re-
peatedly apologized, but Bob took 1t all in
good part, and at times laughed heartily
himself Water was brought, and while
Bob was cleansing himself of the dirt and
persplratlon, the old man went out to look
for the horse and get tue bundle of
clothes. He found old Roam quietly graz
ing in the yard, but there was no bundle
of clothes attached to the saddle This
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old man, who had left the room, soon re-
turned. bringing complete outfit of his
own clothing. They would have an
swered very we'll if Bob had not been
very slender and almost six feet tall, while
MIR. Moore was very corpulent and hardly
more than FIVE feet two
1t was the best that could be done, so
Bob put them on, and there was another
hearty laugh.
1t being quite late, and Mr. Moore
knowing that Bob must be very tired he
proposed to him to retire, and bade him
good night, telling him that he would
start two of his negro servants by day
light down to the river in search of his
lost clothes. Bob thanked him, but had
made mental resolve himself to 90 on
the same errand. The thought Of those
terrible dogs in the yard, however, de-
tered him, and he concluded to trust to
the service OF the two negroes. He went
to bed and was soon asleep, and when he
awoke in the morning it was to answer
the call of Mose,' who was knocking at
the door aud calling: "Mars' Bob, Mars
Bob, here's them clos of yourn."
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his sable visitor, who entered the room
followed by his fellow-servant, Joe. The
bundle was intact, just as Bob had tied it
to the pole-not thing missing. The
men had found it suspended to the limb
OF tree few yards from where the horse
had assembled the bank. When Bob had
dressed himself he compensated the SER
wants literally, and promised to remember
them still further when they came to town
in the fall with their cotton.
Mr. Moore entered the room about this
time and announced that breakfast was
ready-when Bob remarked:
:" If you haven't told the ladies of nv
adventure, don't, Mr.. Moore, if you
please"
"Well," said the old gentleman, 81
never keep anything from my wife, in
fact | told her about it last night, and
what do you suppose she said ?''
81 am sure | don't know, Mr.. Moore"
"Well, she said, don't tell Sallie any,
thing about it, and she made me promise
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