Woodville Republican. (Woodville, Miss.) 185?-current, 1889-08-03

anxiously.
Nav, cts tibet Nance Keatin' ever
lastingly cuttin up agin. Lou Winter
was a-goin' to dance with that revenoo
Teller, an Nance, she's up an forbid. :"
''Sho! is tibet ALP Then I'll ever
lastingly begin agin, and Seth Rawley,
the fiddler, drew his bow across the
strings in the lively measure of Zip
Coon, and the noisy crowd resumed
dancing with avim after the stormy in
PERMISSION. All, excepting three per-
sons who had been the cause of the dis
turbance-Nance Heating, a bold-eyed,
handsome girl who stood painting and
flushing by her perplexed escort; Sid
ney Dean, a young revenue officer who
had been paying her some attentions
IateIy, anu u tnlru person, tail, sim
girl who was neither handsome nor at
tractive, and whose face was flushed
red with shame.
You amt no lady, Nance, ef you air
hansum," she was saying, angrily, "an'
wouldn't be so scairt of a man as not
to low him to dance with another gal
at fairin 'thout comm to blows"
"He's my company, and not yours,
said Nance in voice that
showed cultivation as we'll as defiance.
why don't you get company of your
own, and not be interfering with your
betters."
''Bettersl Irecken outlaw iestice
amt much to brag on for a feythur-
he's as good as moonshiner," retorted
Nancy, holly.
Before another scrimmage could be
entered into the young officer inter
fered.
Ladies', I beg Of you not TO quarrel
Miss Heating, l will see you homo as
soon as you are ready" and he took
his hat and went outside.
Il hope you are satisfied, Lou Win
ter, y cried Nance, in rage, you've
driven him out and made fool OF
yourself
Il low amt seoh fool as to fall in
love with a man that don't want me-"
returned the other girl pointedly.
You'd better find one that does"
responded her angry rival, "but you'll
not dance with my company, let me
tell you, Miss Moonshinern
1T faint trew, an if twas its better
nor standin' in with boss thieves an
sech, Nance Keatin', and the eyes of
Lou Winter glowed like angry Goals.
An hour later she was going along
the mountain road that led to her
home, holding the blind fiddler by the
hand
you kin sleep in the loft same es
We hev done moro nor oncet," she was
saying to him, FAN hav'nt amy COM
p'ny home ter night"
What was tibet wildcat Nance a rag
in at?" he asked.
'She was aieared I'd take her beau
case he asked me ter heel it down with
him. She lowed he'd fall in love with
me mebbe. recken he amt nv kind
nor hers nuther, for all she air schulz
larned,' and she laughed bitterly.
Lou" said the fiddler, after a long
pause amt ye afeard she'll informPS
Nav, " drawled Lou. "she dassent
low she's mean. but not SO pizen
mean es tibet Taint natral; sides
we're on the lookout for revenoos, and
sech CATTLE
4 heerd murder on her tongue, +"
said Seth, shell do We harm yitn
There's summat on a stumpPn said
Lou. in lazy tone.
Air it catamountP" asked Seth
anxioasly.
No it air Jug" Loulaughed mer-
rily as she said it
Gimme hold, an I'll tote it fur We.
he said.
There was some loose change on the
stump under the jug. Lou looked al il
in the starlight and dropped it into her
pocket.
Yer can carry the jug Of ye want
ter" she said swinging itinto his hand.
"Feyther'n fill it and tote it back BY
sun up.
Seth was accustomed to the illicit still |
traiiic. and had no wonder % express