The Arkansaw traveler., 1889-03-30

OSOury asked.
 "Was looking at you? I merely happened to remember something Henry said about the solemn restrictions you place on yourself during the dOm- ination of the mourner's bench"
 "Go ahead Remington, and make fun of religion all you want to, but there's coming day when you will be sorry"
 After breakfast I was standing on the gallery waiting for old Tom and the buggy, when Luzelle came out. She paid no attention to me, but sweep ing away an entanglement of dead morning glory vines, she stood. with hand resting the rail- ing of the banisters, gazing far out over the hill tops that were purpling in line with a coming flush in the east. The purple brightened and then chased away by flash of golden light. As Luzelle stood there, with the light of that new day falling upon her, & strange mist seemed to float away, leaving her face exposed anew-showing it to me l had never before seen it. l saw little defects which hitherto had escaped my notice. saw that her upper lip was too short. But wor- shiped her as she stood there worshiped her the more, fancy, because the marks of mother earth becoming visible had begun to humanize her-had begun to rob her of that indefinable etherealism with which was wont to enrobe her. Her hair was tied back with piece of red ribbon and about her shoulders she A rich old China crape shawl.
 "This is the first sunrise you have seen for some time, is it not?" asked.
 "Yes," she answered. the far-away dreaminess fading from her eyes she turned them upon me. But love the early morning. It is always full Of promise and hope, with none of noon's wise mstu-
 
 saying? You surely must think me a very foolish woman. To tell the truth am inclined to think so myself. How long do you expect to be gone?"
 "TwO or three days"
 "Do you get tired of the cOuntry?" she asked.
 "Not of so fine country as this" answered, Ca country so different from the sandy drearness and pine DOugh signing melancholy of North Caro- lima"
 "I have cared to live in city," she re- sponded. "I like every sound that comes from the frOm hp sf disturbs me- There's old Tom and the buggy"
 The colonel, Mrs. Osbury and old Buck came out on the gallery.
 "Weil, Phil" said the colonel-it was the first time he had addressed me thus-"everyt hing is about ready, believe. Remember, now, and don't let those publishers get the upper hand of you. They are very shrewd men, hear-devlish shrewd and you've got to keep your eyes open, or they will beat us out of our very boots. Mary, what on earth have you got wrapped up in that bundle? Is it calf?"
 "Remington now what is the use of going on SO? It is lunch for MT. Burwood."
 "What, do you think he's going to walk and camp out?"
 "Never mind what I think IIere Mr. Bur wood"
 knew that it would be useless to protest, 90 took the bundle q actually believe it contained a whole turkey and a half peck of biscuit), and was about to start toward the gate, when Mrs. Osbury, with sudden excitement commanded me to wait a minute. I waited, and pretty soon she came out with a paper bag full of apples "Here," she said, 'you will want to give them to the poor children you may happen to meet along the road"
 "Takc everything she gives you," the colonel remarked. "Come on, Phii," he added, leading the way, everybody acts as if you were going of a trip of exploration"
 When had taken my place in the buggy, the colonel called out, "Don't let them get the upper hand of you, Phil. Watch them-watch them or they will down you"
 There was many a shiver in the early morning air, but the door of Gaps cabin open and the pale child sat the ground near the fence. A stick lay beside the little creature. Gap came out and asked:
 (Which way? ?"
 I told him. "Wall now," said he l 'blieve Fll 20 to town with you Got business thar"