Rock Island daily Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1886-1893, 1886-12-31

course. Ole Zollicoffer got ez bad lickin' ez
ever Gineral Zach Taylor gin the Mexicans."
"Rayally!" she said Qualification showed
itself in little lines that coursed about her
mouth, and her eyes illunlined as when light
shines through window.
Eyes," answered Fortner. Like hounds,
and run clean ter the ford, whar they're now
a-fouten an struggiin' to git acrost, and
drowndin' like SO many stampeded cattle"
3Glory! Thank Godw said Aunt Debby.
Her earnestness expressed itself more by the
| intensity of the tone than its rise
Evidently tolerable regular attendant at
Methodist camp meetings," thought Harry,
| rousing a little from the torpor into which he
was falling.
| Her faded cheek flushed with little confu-
sion at having suffered this outburst, and pick
ing up her knitting she nervously resumed
| work
| Fortner looked wistfully at the bottom of
his emptied bowl Aunt Debby took it away
and speedily returned with it filed. She came
back with an air of eager expectancy that
Fortner would continue his narrative But
unsatistied hunger still dominated him, and
he had thoughts and mouth only for food
She sat down and resumed her knitting with
an apparent effort at composing herself
| For full minute the needles clicked indus
triously Then they stopped; the long, slen-
der fingers clenched themselves about the ball
of yarn; she faced Fortner, her eyes shining
| with less brilliant but intenser light.
| Jim Fortner," she said with low, measured
| distinctness, "why don't We go ona Is thar
somethin' tibet ye're Altered to tell mel What
hez happened ter our folksl Don't finch from
| tellin' me the wust I'm alters willin' ter bow
ter the will O. the Lord without murmur
| Only let me know what hit is"
"Why, Aunt Debby, thar hain't been
nothin' happened ter EN-" said Fortner,
deeply surprised. Thar amt nothin' to tell
ye bout EN- They're all safe They're in
Kunnel Garrard's rijiment, ez We know, AM
hit fit behind breastworks, an didn't lose no.
body ska'cely-leastwise none of our kim"
She rose quickly from her chair The ball
of yarn fell from her lap and rolled UNDECIDED
toward the glowing Goals under the forelog.
With arms outstretched, hands clasped, and
eyes directed upward in feryent appeal. there
was much to recall that Deborah from whom
she took her name-that prophecies and
priestess who, standing under the waving
palm trees of Baal-Tamar, inspired her coun-
trymen to go forth and overthrow and destroy
their Canaanitish oppressors
10 God' she said, in low, thrilling tones,
"Thoust aforetimes gin me much ter I've
thankful fur, as well ez much ter dumbly
bar when Thy rod smote me fur reasons tibet
l couldn't understand Thou knows how
gladly rd've gin not on'y my pore, nigh
spent life, but also those o my kinslncn.
which prize much higher, fur sech victrv
ez this over the inimies of Thee an Thy PEG
pie. But Thoust gin hit free ez Thy marcy.
without AKIN blood sacrifice from any on us.
kin only praise Thee an Thy goodness all
my days"
Fortner rose and listened with bowed head
while she spoke When she finished be
snatchel up the ball of shriveling yarn and
9uenchel its smoking with his hand Look
ing fiNedly at this he said softly: Aunt
Debby, honey, hain't tole We all Wit
NO, Jiml7
NO said he, slowly winding up the yarn;
"arter the fouten WIZ thru with at the Gap
slipt down the mounting, an come in on the
rar nv these fellers, an ME an this ere man
drapt two on EN-
Il kinder 'spected ye would do something
NV thct sort
Then we TUX short cut an overtuk en-
agin, an we drapt another"
Aunt Debby's eyes expressed surprise at
this continued good fortune
An then we tux 'nuther short cut, an
saved 'nuther one
Aunt Debby waited for him to continue.
AT last-jess ez they come ter the ford-I
seed our man"
Seed kunnel Bill Pennington?" The great
gray eyes were blazing now
Yes" FORMERS speech was the spiritleSs
drawl of the mountains, and it had now be-
come so languid that it seemed doubtful if,
after the enunciation of each word, whether
vitality enough remained to evolve a success
sor "Ycs,n he repeated with a yawn as he
stuck the ball of yarn upon the needles and
gave the whole toss which landed it in the
wall basket, IAN got him, tew"
80, just Cod Air We shorel7
jess ez shore ez in the last great day thar'n
be some 'un settin' in judgment atween him
an me- | wanted him ter I've jess ez shore
about me. | came out in plain sight, and
drawed his attention. He knowed me at the
fust glimpse, and pulled his revolver Xiv
cred his heart with the sights an tetcht the
trigger. I'm sorry now tibet | didn't shoot
him thru the belly, so tibet he'd been week
adyin' an every minnit he'd remember what
be wuz killed fur. But wuz so Altered tibet
would not kill him eff l hit him some place
else'n the heart-thetis way all pizen var
minis hev-thet didn't da'r risk hit wuz
determined ter git him, too, Of had ter fol
Ter him clean ter Cumberland Cap
aye done Gods vengeance" said Aunt
Debby sternly. AN yit hit WIZ very soon
ter expect hit" She clasped her hands upon
her forehead and rocked back and forth, gaz-
ing fixedly into the mass of incandescert
Goals.
"Hit } gwinc to cla'r up ter-morrow," said
FORMER, returning from an INSPECTION of the
sky at the door Lets potter of ter bed
he continued, rousing Harry. They removed
their outer garments and crawled into one of
the comfortable beds in the ROOM
Later in tue night sharp pain in one of
Harry's overstrained legs awoke him out of
his deep slumber for few minutes Aunt
Debby was still seated before the fire in her
chair, rocking back and forth, and singing
softly:
Thy saints in all this glorious war
Shall conquer ere they die,
They see the triumph from afar-
Be- faith they bring hit nigh.
Sure must suffer eff would reign;
Increase my courage. Lord,
I'll bear the toll, endure the pain"
He went TO sleep again, with the sweet
strains ringing in his ears, as if in some way
a part of the marvellous happenings of that
most eventful day
Ito be continued)
Humboldt, in his Cosmos, thought he
showed up the world. Suppose be had
lived TO know DR.. Bulls cough syrup
But he didn't. alasl