The Arkansaw traveler., 1886-02-13

straung chile CT bout yer. Now I'll put dis deer meat in de skillet. Jes' lissun at it sig Plays CT mighty fine chune fry ey haungry pusson."
 The boy clapped his hands and laughed.
 CHAPTER II.
 Tad was soon arrayed in new suit of clothes. The old man had lived alone during many years, and the sight of a child gently assuming the air of home as though he had been born in the house, filled old Cad's soul with pride. Before many days elapsed, the old negro had rudely marked Cad an Tad. 'terneys in de law" on a boa d, and while the little outcast had laughed, he had nailed it up over the cabin door. There was a school in the neighborhood, and regular atten- dance on the part of the boy was, in a fatherly way, enjoined by Cad.
 Honey, yer mus go ter school" said he, " fur CT big law firm kain't git CT long widout edycation. When CT big case comes up de folks say, les go ober heah ter desc yudder 'terneys case Cad an Tad is sorter slow bout de knowledge o de law Yer doan want 'em ter talk dater way, does yer, podneI ?"
 "No, Uncle Cad"
 "Den yer mus Yarn all yer possibly ken. Stuff so much O de rArnin' an knowledge n,er yer head dat folks will say to one nuther, look hesh, whut's all dat runnin' outen dat boys yearsp' l ies want yer ter run yersef ober wid rithmetic an grammar an gogafy, pod ner"
 The boy learned rapidly, and during the evening, while Cad was at work, the boy would read the bible to him. One night when the boy had gone to bed, the old man turned from his last piece ot ~ork-that of covering up the 6re-and unused:
 Lawd, l thanks yer fur dat piece O goodness. Dat white chile hab flung CT double han full O sunshine inter dis heah ole heart, an now ter feel dat I'se get suthin' ter wuck fur makes me SO happy dat l ain hardly got good sense. Gw,ne slip obe, dar an kiss dat swee. jaw while he's ersleep"
 "Uncle Cad," the boy asked the nex' morning, "what's my other name? when tell the boys nay name is Tad and they ask Tad Who, don't know what to tell 'em."
 "Honey, my name sides Cad is lack son, an now, tell 'em dat yersef s yudder name is Jackson. It's CT mighty fine name fur podners, honey, sho's yer bornd it is"
 @Well, I'll tell lem that's my name."
 "Yas, do dat."
 !" An then they won't laugh at me, will they2'
 |" Bless yer life, not arter yer tell lem dat yer names Jackson. Jackson is CT mighty fine name, honey"
 Tad grew stronger every day, and the old man, though many years rested upon him, did not seem to grow a minute older
 must bring in the wood, now, Uncle Cad," the boy said one evening when he had returned from school. am SO big and strong now that must work. lhave been with yor five years, you say, and it is time for me to be doing something"
 "Do e yer pleases, podner. Members O CT law firm oughter hab dar own way What sorter book ez dat yer got un'er yer arm ?"
 It's law book, and thought that every night after 1 get my lessons would read in it."
 "Dats right, podner. Er law firm kain't do much widous law books. Oh, we'se gwine git all de practice in de neighborhood."
 One night, while the boy was absent, having been sent to take a mess of squir. rels to neighboring family, the old man sat alone, musing over his numerous causes to be thankful, when the door was violently thrown open. Two men entered the room.
 Good ebernin', gennermen," said the old man, arising and politely offering the rude visitors the bench on which he had been sitting. "Yer comes putty much lack CT whirlwin', but yer's welcome all de same. My podner aint-"
 "Your podoer be hanged l" exclaimed one of the men, "we want youl"
 "What yer want wid me2"
 "Weu soon show you what we want You went before the grand jury and re- ported on us."
 Bless yer life, neher done no sich uv CT thing"
 "You are an old liar. Grab him, Toml
 The two men seized old Cad and, after hard struggle, succeeded in binding him hand and foot with a rope which they had brought.
 Now, you old scsundrel, we are go- ing to take you out here, throw you across log and give you whaling you'll remember for many a day."
 "Gennermen, the old man pleaded, fur dc Lawd's sake doan whup me fur aint dun nothin'. Doan treat CT ole man dis way Yer's got me in yer power"
 The door was again thrown open. Tad entered.
 "What arc you doing hcrep" he ex- claimed, gaxing with indignant astonish- ment at the rufians.
 Get out ot the way and dry up your mouth. We'll have to drag him, Tom i"
 Hold on," the boy said in a calm voice. "What are you going to do ?"
 "Das gwine put mo on CT log an Whup me, honov,n