Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1889-10-22

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Poor n. Aaut NINA, She wcnh isavs
Betty a. ess-s- aai walk many niass scroa
tie i ssssAt. pine .o<ds to secure ne
Hiss fssis.i the plantation fat gsurd o.
A iiffIe sis-sstse II nsetAsses u tf,~ Oh brown
tss where Ez~n@ssr assa 90 nep -
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rss.yesutsr seeing the ga wuanAn oscs
wis a is.sr.siEs,i Il cT-eklinsa and skifty
niece 81 .sst.I txxf IN h-f ap<ssa. and NAT Jug
ur.s.er her arm. Size hat @alked i've mibs.
xss.rffl,., early. to ses.are these and vas nov
On her r=tarB. ard sszo nils yet from nome
Tbs rIas,sss,... bad fer1n-iisei uisier the heat
Of a Juiy ssl.1 and the eorncsb stopper bad
t-ssi f3reed out, and ttss fe1siing hauid "as
rusaing cut
D. va slspp-se she iee . drip 50 to wastea
No, siis. ean..st Il on b lean ar-er and licked
the i;is-es .,ruesiily. and talked Of Mack and
I.sttle Dirk
Il hala't god tlIrss tssipei TO sop mint,
GieIl Uar hits is awastin' tswipxi an Il do
fo.,S % t5itifssl 0.cxt 10 se it 60 10 waste,
s;sy,tsA an them POI children asuderin' 1ickI
fur .urs,kir. We gimme leetie sfeck tswipe1
tals-r sfease 70 put in it dick To keep Bit
fons aWsFkia'f
And then she "a. down on the doorstep 70
rest nIiante. whiie the jug cooled
so. bain't t..arn nothin' from Little Dick
1s.p..., b.. gyt IN the mountains. don't never
sps. To- -, him no more. Five boys have
s.ut to the WAY. an one po' hfelese ereetur IL
ali I've got left: bat. oh, mustn't forsis to
tsli ye, Mack got that ball oat'n LIS thssh q.
DIV, ies' keu' awarkin' an agourin' att, tell
il erapr4si out. do b'iieve the child az wine
to r.. well after all
AGI then slie resumed her weary tramp
through the woods, Mack and Betty man
aged to get along somehow, and the good OLD
mother seemed TO he insensible TO fatigue
So it came about that when the broken frag-
rnents OF Lees brave legioHs came struggling
htiinewarl that Maes was able TO hobbie out
on his cFt.tcii.z, and lean on the riekety gate
and hear the n.es from some tired veteran
uUl..4 :, arL iounL %
The last seed Nv i'm" said q great,
,earlesi warrior. III reply 10 Aunt Minas
qic-tion. WIS in one % them fights around
Atlanty We was whipped. as we gin'iy was
long ken, an broke for fence Little Dick
got 10 the feifce an we hollered TO i'm to
throw down his intisket but he belt on TO II
| reckon he wus too sxeered To vi stan Any
b ~ lie jes KEEP bolt on 1t, an wen he ciumo
W %. the fence rail gave way, an he fell
backward aud tJen the Yankees fired 50 fast
that there wer'u'J no telin' nothin about It
a'trward an we lost him
The little crop was planted. and the two
WOMEN worked faithfully, and Max hoblied
abour on his cru,ches aiid helped them oil he
coull Spring was come when the war closed.
Simmer DAYS had waxed and waned before
luale OF these inmates Of northern prisons
found their way back to the Old familiar
haunts.
Til, harvest was not great but Aunt Nina
and Betty felt that the millennium had come
when they were able to sit down and eat
rea qualify hearty meal Of bread and bacon,
after the WINERY sun had yelled himself he
hind the Ri t. Of watery clouds that hung above
tn, tree tops. The hong, long, war was over
lilr >,.riA cry Of the ianished do > oil war 10
longer carried terror among the hearts OF
these si'mue, out of the world folks hidden
away among the barrens.
MANY q time and of they conversed to-
eether. aud Ia, grievns mother mourned her
dead BOYS
Il can bear the loss OF Ebea an Riley an
Uanin, ht1nust, I've got use to it, she would
say "iiut my baby boy Poor little Dickl
| know the ttst are dead and gone, but
do, / Know whei' Dick Is"
Christina came. never shall forget that
Christmas time | shall ever remember how
tn to,v, fool negroes struttcd and paraded,
and l.red the old muskets, and hal n big time.
"Cau,e YOU SIC, sab 10 bottom rails got on de
top q the lencc, they would say. And the
sohliriS wln lad missed three or four Christ
masses entered into the enjoyment of this
with renewed energy.
Christmas eve was at Aunt 'AIim;,- house.
| liz. i to i,c With item and hear Mack tell
ahoui lie Shenandoah valley and Ston"wall
Jackson, ard ~ his fund of adventure and
pnlios e>capc and mighty victories and
crti,hins, drfcats,
Aunt 'tlIua sat in the corner busy with her
knitting. 4 tty was poapin.; ONE red pop
corn over Tie fire, and Lack sat hall in
harlow, SAVING away on his father, old fiddle,
the only piece Of personal property the old
man hft to his sous. ,s
AUNT Nina had been buried in thought,
and was little startled when she spoke 30
suddenly.
children, wouldn't you all he glad if Little
Dick would come Eomef for 1t seems TO me
that I'd he rironcled to all tho rest ef no
would jos como home. That's all ask Of the
good Lord. Jos' TO see my baby boy again"
Then your wish is granted came "A voice
from the door, "for your boys come home,"
and in another breath Lttle Dick was clasped
in the arms of mother and sister.
| shall not attempt to describe the scene. !
viii leave oil that 10 the facile pen of the
emotional novelist who has the trick Of por-
trayins such things | cannot for the life Of
me remember to this day who 1t was that
rescued The frying pan fui of popcorn from
the fire | do not know how come the
fiddle bridge down, and several strands
of hair broken in the bow. | know that
after all was over We began to realize
that Little Dick had grown wonderfully
tail He had added nearly a half foot to
his statui4', and his fuzzy beard had devel-
ored into Il nice. brown beard. lie had been
in northern prison and in n Federal hos
pital and he had walked the streets of many
a northern city. and he had long, Yong
story to tell But he had come back Aunt
Nina seemed to have grown ten years
v,unges. Grass grew on the graves of her
other boys. and she cherished their memory,
but the liNin presence Of her baby boy
strengthened and condorte,i her
And now, an going to tell you confide0-
tinlly that th. story is every word true.
could carry YOU to u big lumber mill on The
line Of a southern railroad, and | could show
you the superintendent, who walks with .
limp; that is Mack could carry YOU to q
quiet home, where a sweet faced woman, an
ancient dame and maiden lady divide the
honor of ruling over the realm Of the house
hold Children frolic about the prernisea
One OF these women is Mrs Loring. Jr. and
one is Aunt Nina and one is Betty. Down
Al. It'd
active looking business man, the owner OF the
mill and that is Iittl,. Dick -Afonts,o u,erv