The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1890-05-11

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you know. Be sure you put some pro-
vender In the cart for the OK That one
of the Thorne Hill oxen should be fed
from the Furnival corn crib was ignom-
| my not to be endured.
Il gwan do dat!" old Gilbert assured
her. He held the same views that Miss
Elvira held in regard TO the feeding of
the Thorne Hill oxen; and furthermore,
he thought, lis l gwan resk old Brandy
on mouldy nubbins?1
land, Gilbert" said Miss Elvira, COM
ing back after she had started away, as
if what she had 10 say was an after
thought and not deliberately premedi-
tated design. ''if Nicholas should take q
fancy to-anything in the basket, you
needn't bring back the jars"
Yes, ma'am," said old Gilbert, with
stolid gravity; but he doubled over with
smothered chuckie when Miss Elvira
was gone. is she clean plum furgot
Mawse Nick is a bawn Thorne? He amt
gwan fetch dat basket; but gwan haul
it jes' de same"
Now Missy, hidden in the clump of
Palma Christi that ornamented the front
of old Gilbert's garden, had Ird the
whole of the conference between these
two. When it was concluded she crept
out and hurried to the house, over the
garden fence, fired with the wild resolve
TO run away with old Gilbert and Join
her brother. She made up a small bun
die Of her clothing and hid it under the
wardrobe, and when she went down to
tea she secreted biscuit by way of pro-
vision for her breakfast. Her next idea
was to lie awake all night in order 10 rise
with the dawn on the morrow, to which
end she insisted upon hearing Glory
AIMS whole repertoire of geological leg
ends; but in spite Of this Missy slept the
sleep of a tired child. When she awoke
the glimmer of the dawn was in the east
and Glory-Ann was snoring on her pal
let
Missy sprang up. She had to dress
herself, which she never Yet had done.
1t was an arduous undertaking, but at
last it was accomplished. Her shoes and
stockings she took in her hands, with her
little bundle. and stole softly and swiftly
down stairs. AS she could not unlock
the hall door, she climbed out of one Of
the dining room windows, and ran down
the lane to old Gilbert's cabin. Alack!
it was shut fast, and the OK cart was not
under the shed.
When Missy compreheGded that old
Gilbert was gone, she threw herself on
the ground with a scream of rage and
disappointment; but presently she re-
fected that if this attempt at flight
should be discovered, every possible
means would be taken to prevent her
putting her intention into execution on
any future occasion that might offer;
perhaps even she might be locked up and
fed on bread and water, like a little girl
in story she had read; and however de-
cided Missy might be as to dying of star
walton, che had no mind to live on bread
and water; so she made haste back to the
house, and was lucky to get in unseen.
GlOry-Ann was still snoring, and Missy
stuffed her bundle under the wardrobe
again. tore off her clothes, and curled
herself up in bed.
1t was mystery Nom Bee was never
able to explain how Missy's clothes cane
to be scattered all over the room; but she
had her suspicious, when, few hours
later. she discovered the bundle under
the wardrobe.
''Who in de Ian put dis here?" she in
quired.
me" sale Missy.
"What fur, Id lax ter know
"'Cause." And no coaxing could make
Missy say further.
Meanwhile old Gilbert pursued his
journey sadly. Once in the silent woods
he essayed to sing. for his comfort:
Zion! Zion is my home.
I'm travh de he5enly road;
but he ended with sigh, and drove on,
mute.
Toward shutdown Miss Roxanna White,
sitting on the top step of the porch. and
enjoying her evening dip in solitude,
espied the OK cart coming along the road.
In that primitive and secluded hamlet
the passage of an OK cart was an excit-
ing event Miss White watched it with
an interest that was almost breathless .
1t seemed too good TO be true that this
cart, with the strong, black OK and the
very respectable old negro driver, was
actually going to stop before the house
where, for the time being, she had her
abiding place.
Whose ole niger are you?' she de- /
manded, in shrill excitement, as Gilbert /
dismounted.
al is Gilbert. ma am; Kernel Thorne's /
man Gilbert, fun over in Leon" he re-
sponded. removing his hat and bowling
low.
I'm the name o peace an plenty" ex-
claimed Roxanna, rising TO the full e1-
tent of her numerous inches. and peer I
ing at the cart from the height of the top
step. Brought Nick Thorne's trunk, /
eh?'
Yes. mistis.-
''Weli, faint no mon simple justice, /
'cordin' 10 nv way o thinkin'; but as 4
officer o justice, you re powerful laggard .
in 20 movements. Whyn't We come .
day sooner
II cum soon ez de circumstances wuz /
qualified, ma'an, " old Gilbert explained, !
deferentially.
AN you come too late; Nick Thorne
amt cher" Miss White announced, com
pactly.
Old Gilbert stood sgape and stupehed. /
"Whey-whey he den, unistlsy' be STAN /
mered.
That's mon kin tell lie kitsi Of .
70 Sunrise plantation yestiddy. two bOurs
be-sun, an, as I hear tell, he sol that 4
black hawse o his'n 70 the overseer fur .
a hund'ed an fifty, which il was with 4
five hund ed. If If was wutn dina: an 4
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