The Arkansaw traveler., 1889-07-06

& pretty girl, a big, rough looking countrymAn and limp little figure in a great coat. With the consciousness of his own perfect physique, Clay said he was congratulating himself on not being the limp little figure bundled up in the corner, when he became conscious that the pretty girl was begging the rough countrymAn not to smoke, as 1t made her i'll. The fellow replied with a savage oath that he had paid his fare and would smoke when he - pleased. Mir. Clay said he was just trying to screw his courage up to the point of remonstrating with the country giant when the limp little figure undoubled itself like magic, and, with & quick movement, reached down its collar, brought a knife that in the excitement of the moment looked yard long, and with another cat like movement seized the fellow by the throat. Throw that pipe out of the window, or, by G., Pll-' comprehensive sweep of the murderous- looking blade finished the sentence and sent the pipe shattering on the ground. In another minute the knife had disappeared down the capacious col lar, and the limp figure had resumed its former vertebreless condition but the rest of the journey said MT. Clay, q spent in wishing was the little man in the great coat, who none other than Bowie with his famous knife.'"
 And then there Sam Houston. Mir. Davis fine face lighted up he recalled the visit he and Houston once paid to General Jackson at the Her. mitage, and he related curious prophecy Houston made. 1t was when Davis was young lieutenant stationed in the Indian Territory, and Houston was a reckless young fellow raising a handful of Choctaw braves to assist the Texans in their fight
 
 sion of Houston's into the territory in search of recruits that Davis presented him with knife with medallion head of Jackson on the hilt, as a souvenir of the visit the two had paid Jackson. Houston was delighted with the gift and, turning to Davis, exclaimed al shall assist the Texans to gain their freedom, shall be governor of Texas be senator and president of the United States, and shall appoint you my secretary of state." Davis only laughed at the prophecy of the visionary i; there seemed nothing so improbable & lead AOnarentlV fOrlOrn nation, and young army officer at obscure frontier post, would ever hold the reins of power but the time came when Texas, freed, sent Houston to the senate, when Jefferson Davis also mem- bcr of that body, and of them, at least held in his hands the fate of nation.
 Presently Mrs Davis and Miss Winnie the daughter of the Confederacy, came in, the latter, a tall, girlish figure with a high bred and intel ectual face, framed in by mass of bright, brown hair. Mrs. Davis is essentially grdnde dune. She has the manners that might grace & court, and at Beauvois she and her charming daughter dispense a hospitality that is gracious it is boundess It goes without saying that this hospi alty is greatly abused, for the DAvises are far from rich people, MT. Davis having resolutely refused not only princely gifts from foreign admirers but the funds with which southern hearts would gladly dover him. One of the features of Beauvoir place is its fine garden, where flowers bloom the year round, but somehow seeing the gray old house that, with its scattered outbuildiDgs belongs typicay to the days before the war the man. great with all his faults and mistakes, who is growing old within it's walls it seemed to me that nothing should grow there but the pansies and rosemary of thought and remembrance. It was quite dusk when stood at the door of Beauvoir saying good bye to its master. The light wind stirred the crown of silver hair of the hero of the lost cause and great branch of magnolia, with white bloom, reached out above him if 1t foated above his head, the flag of an eternal truce