Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1890-05-31


ssmeo, saio saissy, promptly.
This was Mrs. Herry's advice also--
Mrs. Herry, who reasoned from sound
Judgment. and her own deep experience
In like case. But to advocate Cousin
Myrtilla's opinion openly was more than
this student Of Bishop Ken could venture
upon. Her strongest hope was that Nicho-
las might be tanned by marriage with
his pretty cousin Flora Thorne, who had
the merit Of pleasing the colonel That tho
colonel should be pleased was the all i'm
portant point. In view of which Miss
Elvira ignored the fact that she herself
had not found Flora iawless. But this
was not subject 10 be discussed with
Missy, aud she felt relieved when Glory.
Ann interrupted with the announcements
missile virey, here's ole man Gilbert.
Dunno I'm what he want. He mex gret
parade O. secrecy bout what he got
wrapped in piece o cloth; but nose kin
smell sassyfac anywhcres."
"Fummer" shouted Missy, and darted
from the room.
"Jes' hear datr' grumbled GLORY. Ann,
in jealous resentment rs she followed
her TO tho back piazza. "Hukkom she
goes after ole man Gilbert, stidder re-
min'in' me bout sassyfac."
"Howd'ye, Missel-virey; huh you do?"
said old Gilbert, rising to bow and scrape
a. she came out on the piaxsa.
''rhank you; pretty well, Gilbert. How
do you do'"
''l'm ter say tollable. bless Gawd;
Missile e-virey, l lowed ter bring dozen
aiggs fur 'mcmbrance. but dc amt all
laid yit; an knowed Missy wuH gwan
be glad o some sassyfac, 30 jes come
long So"
"I've plenty OF eggs just now, I'm
much obliged, Gilbert
"Tubbe sho!' said the old man. and
paused and scratched his head. Then,
with desperate abruptness, "Missel-
vircy," said he, ''when you hear FUN
Mawse Nicholas?'
"About--a week age. said Miss Elvira.
hesitatingly.
"She amt heerd bout dat cuttin' scrape;
'bleedgcd ter let on ef she had," old Gil
bert argued to himself; then aloud, "Hit
do pear LAX Mawse Nicholas orter blong
ter Thorne Hill, Missile virey.'
"Yes, he ortcrl" Missy declared.
"He's gwan on 81, Mawse Nick is,
come some day dc las o dis month. He
orter be gitten' married"
mo, he orten't!' Missy objected with
violence.
Old Gilbert was doubled up with silent
laughter when the colonel came out on
the piazza. The colonel was handsome
man, though past fifty, tall, erect, with
clear cut features of somewhat stern
and melancholy cast. He was formal
and precise in bearing, perhaps even a
tri1e pompous, but he could unbend oc-
casionally, and with this favorite old
slave he was always disposed to be Jocu-
lar.
"Hello, Gilbertr he said. "Any bas-
kets to sell2 You must be getting rich"
outlaw, mawster! Dis po' ole no
count pigger gittin' rich? amt sellin'
naire baskit ter-night, sub; come ter
quire bout Mawse Nick. En- l been
a-studyin', mawster, det bein's how dere
amt no odd jobs in 'tickler jes now
s'posin' I wuz ter go down ter Sunrise,
en- look after Mawse Nick little?'
iou SuiI uii oui Job, VIZ youE
said the colonel, not without bitterness.
Now, mawster, you is comical, tubbe
shot Hits gwan on nigh two years sence
Mawse Nick been homo ter stay, en- I'm
gittin' ole. bankers ter see dat boy
what mos'ly raised"
"Laws--massyi Hear dat, nowi" ejac.
ulated Glory Ann in the background.
"How long do you mean to stay2" the
colonel asked, not unwilling to make in.
direct overtures to his son.
"Hit's matter Of thutty mile en- bet
ter" said old Gilbert, meditatively rub.
bing his forehead with his horny fore.
finger. "A day ter go and day "a
come"---
Suppose you go tomorrow" the col
onel suggested, with secret strong ap-
proval. "You can take the OK cart"
Eyes, suh," replied old Gilbert. with
a hesitating thought Of the hollow in the
wood where his treasure was buried. ~
ha' ter start TO sun-up."
"Very well. I'll write you pass.
Nicholas can write you another to return
with"
This meant unlimited leave of absence
"Thankee, suh," said Gilbert, with his
lowest bow.
Glory-Ann Immediately sought Daph,
ne, Miss Elvira's maid, for the satisfac
ton of expressing her mind.
"Jes' you orter hear dat succumstan.
tial ole niger claimin' dat he raised
Mawse Methodist" said she, in higl
dudgeon. "Whey wuz me, I'd lax tel
know En- whiles I'm a-raisin' en- a
mindin' of Missy, here he is cavortin' OF
hissef bout de kentry In dc yox cyart
When she gifts growed s'pose he'll bs
layin' claim ter her raisn' en- exactin
privulliges 'cordin.