Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1886-10-16

=, Tobt mn CARLY. because Mona Corrin
declared they i have the finest show
I'm h. speaking to him tomorrow
morning.
DO, dear, do Willie, her cousin
said.
Il will" And she ran on. In a
she was seen flying mp TO the
wooden ladder which led up TO what
they called their lookout, a square
miniature tower which gayea COCA We"
over mile, and miles OF farm lands o.
distant mountains. of western sea, u
a sight OF all for stranger,-ot one
bit Of savage. storm-batteret a OIL
Man. ..Grand,'' she cried loyou>lI;
..Grand, We're alight now, Eh! II
not heed Mona having the start; we II
be- far the finest ~
4 pale golden fire began to SKINNER
on a near by hill; it spread and spread
until verify the whole of the hillside
was a tricky, flashing dance OF nre'
Our gor>e is not there Do!Ie
wondered.
..Eh? No. This is my private bust
ness. Jim and l did this in the morn
ing
$50, That is how Jim does his weed
iag?" her father began.
Yes. That II be his name OF weed
ing on midsummer eve, He couIdn |
do less than obey hi, mistress
NO. Mr.. P~hilipson,' she went on
1.-The bits of fuel we got this evening
are on the other side. Look | saw
jim across only two minutes ago; he II
be lighting it up now.
She was right. A hillochy lift of the
land wa, spangled all at once with
patches OF flame, rudy flame, golden
flame. flame that sputted and fixed as
it mastered the juices OF the green
bracken.
I'VE have an extra grand show to-
night. girls" Mr.. Qualtrough began.
..Who shall say our old customs are
diving out? But | expect it is as much
in YOUR honor as in that OF the fairies
and witches he nodded to the young
men.
They. seated like the girls on the
battlement, Of the miniature tower,
were gazing here and there, as one
onarter and then another was made
alight. Bcacons, like stars, blazed out
far away. Evidently the "hoIe helSh-
borhood was OF one mlhd.
I'VE will not accept that idea to-
night. sir" Doyle answered. NO
, no; let Us not tempt the powers nu'
t can We not 90 among 1t am Two
: minute. will take us where jim is
80, if YOU Ike.
So they left the gardens ana Ifam pea
over a field in the hlliocK rage. lneic
4 was a good deal OF talking ana lau9l-
o ing. as might be supposed u al'ioms
J. it all Meta was agaIn silent, 9he wa
e wearing her II marsh marlgoiu s'uch
under her chin, as a girl might wear 7
a brooch. She was very careful OF II
he Keeping her light wrap well away IRON
If it, What danger of cold could there
e be on such a ,WeellE warm SUNNI
1t night. She fingered pehilu' pu
among such a gay Strlhg Oh lhtll,
,e folks who would notice one straggIer
re Ncssic was by Jim and talking har'
a and fast. No one paid any heed I
ar ntG, DUl WE ill0t' ~ '''jO
;, talking affects our story.
as There were nlne lots. jim.
a ''Eh, missce, I'll know that; n mn
" have ! set the light teu, rchhlhS III
IT, word real ManX fashion.
to ''Then where are they? SlX-seVe
eight she counted. .
~ 'It's beyond me, missee; but nlne
- | a.. ,,t,l,. linIlnI S1rp. h
he be the NUMBER hlh"ieu' '"lo' y
IS. token, Id only ten matches in me DO
here, an one lett forthe pipe. ran
he He blew on to the pipes bowl. at
al nigh out she'll be, missee, with II
lot talking an talking
H." Here he took a good whit to wal
off the fuliillment of his words. -,
The boys must have matches; /
all by no means 90 without my hine'
he Ncssie was always a bit self-wllie
''Eh. mis,ee?-let be. l wouIdi
is intcricrr-'
''IntrrfGrc?'
mt. "Sure-'
'What >tuil,' NesSle's play q
AN. faith-no faith of the timorois sort
res, least as Ntro"@ hS ,mc i"tl'
rim. If they put the fire out III light
avs it again. That will
She ran back to the young m'
Whcreat Jim faced the inevitable a
stills bestowed his active care upon his pil
rev He shrugged his bent shoulders; p
.ood hapsit was at the foolhardineSs OF you
maids. All at once a new blaze
n to light sprang into the gray. night;
the came with II sudden flash Just pen
olds where NcSsie and the boys stood {
talked.
shall One golden flash there was
sc "A gorSe had caught a Smo'luerIhg spa
from left at the very tail, one might say.
Jim's ninth match. Then the flash d
down; then-another blaze, and
ound brighter, more golden blaze Aqul
lust short cry on the top ofit: "Ah!'
Daro- Meta 5 ioot treauihg on .he unS
not dry gorse had pushed it toward
dying match-hal kindled the fla
ill.," and-her dress, a soft muslin tn
had been caught by it, There W;
,roud rush. All were first, and all were
sun it seemed. Meta was down upon
thing ground before the rush and cry v
self. done. Every flame was out, e'
he smoldering spark was hurried on
left, life.
IL, . For one moment Meta lost S