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


s'picioned "A ye're alters roun' these
woods"-----
"Mef" interrupted old Gilbert, with an
uneasy thought Of his buried treasure;
then, recovering himself, ~ aint often
ow LAM" he said, with significance.
"Look a-herc!'' shouted the boy, ad-
vancing menacingly, w hile the cur growl-
ed and showed his teeth.
EN- b'longs ter Kernel Jasper
Thorne," continued old Gilbert, with In
fated superiority. Use a gemman's
nigger, I is"
81 doan know ez that's anythin' to
me-" said Jesse Furnival, with sullen
abatement Of his wrath. "But, come,
now amt you seen nothin' Of ow ole
white SOW in yo' comin's en- COINS?
amt inquirin' what ye air up toe"
Old Gilbert had dropped on his knees
again and was tugging at the sassafras
roots. else comm en- going on my own
proper arrants,' he grumbled. "My own
ers deselves doan hol' me ter count bout
dat. Howsomedcvcr, did see o lean ole
white SOW CT come along"
"whicherwayY'
The eagerness Of the inquiry was as
fuel to the flame Of old Gilbert's suspi.
cions. "Side of de bride path, followin'
de woods" he said, avoiding all refer
ence 10 the route by which he had come.
aspect she was gwan ter de branch.
Whyn't you keep her pennedr De ain
nothin In de woods dis time o year ter
feed her."
"You ten ter yo' business en- I'll ten
"Prowlin' roun' these woods lax free
nigger. Ef the kernel amt got nothin'
better'n root diggin' fur you ter do.
whyn't he send you ter keep track o that
racketing son o hisn? Nick Thorne have
been in fix, I kin tell you, over yander
ter Eden"
"wha' dat7" old Gilbert asked, in quick
alarm.
'.Ain't the kernel hearp how Nick
Thorne wuz nigh en- about cut ter pieces
in row with Marcus White2 Over q
game O. poker"
This was about all that Jesse Furnival
knew Of the affair, but he hoped to learn
more from old Gilbert.
..'De gret mawsteri" exclaimed the
old man. when wuz dat?'
"Oh, over en- above two months ago.
Amt hearn nothin' bout hit2'
"Look-a-here, boy" said old Gilbert,
.'dere ain dat knife made what kin cut
Mawse Nicholas ter pieces. Doan you
60 tole no scch lie aroun'. Who done
hit anyhow
"Much you knowy' sneered Jesse Fur
nival. ~ done toll you hit wuz Marcus
White done hit, what is sorter kin ter us
all, bein' he is second cousin ter Uncle
Jobs wife" And swelling with pride in
the prowess Of this family connection,
the youth spread his feet wide apart,
stuck his thumbs into his "galluses,"
and eyed old Gilbert defiantly.
ode law gwan hor him 'countable,"
said old Gilbert.
"Ef the law kin git him!" retorted the
boy, with exasperating laughter. MAR
Gus White is done put all Texts twixt
him en- the law" Then reverting sud-
denly to the object of his search, II
doan see no tracks," he said, inspecting
the ground.
"No; she wuz travelin' the aidge Of de
woods" said old Gilbert; "in amongst
de leaves"
The boy glanced towards the woods,
called to his dog, and walked on.
"Po' white trash ain got no manners,
nohow; sassyin' of gemman's nigger,"
muttered old Gilbert, glowering after
him. equality doan nuver talk to mig
gers dat-a-way S'pose is prowlin' bout
desc woods? Hits ow woodsl Lawd!
IAwdl won'er is ever he seed me down
in de holler1 Use top q monst'ous lie;
amt seed naire old SOW. But l wuz jes
'bleedged ter sesso. Drat herl pintly
dOan bullieve she's got meat huff onter
her bones ter feed de buzzards, dat ole
Furnival SOW, but I'm mighty skeered
she'll have the stren'th ter go nosin'
roun' dat speshul bresh heap. En- I'm
'sturbed in my min bout Mawse Nick.
Dat boy amt stiddy ez he mought be,
bless Gawdl'
The thoughts of all hearts at Thorne
Hill We're revolving around Nicholas
Thorne at this time. On account of some
irregularities at college he had been ban
ished to "Suprise," his fathers most dis
tant plantation, partly by way of pun
ishment, partly by way of keeping him
out Of temptation. The friends of the
family did not think this the wisest
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Nicholas Thorne's temperament, but the
colonel was not man to be advised,
and Nicholas had been at Sunrise planta-
tion since early In January. No hint Of
the quarrel with Marcus White had
reached Thorne Hill as yet, but the col
onel was secretly fretted that his son, in
all this time, had never once sued to be
recalled, and Miss Elvira's deepest anx-
iety had been aroused by note received
a few days before, which had been mail
ed at Eden, the nearest postoffice to Sun
rise, and was worded as follows:
Miss Thorne.
RESPECTED MADAM: am God fear.
In woman, and feel it on my konscunce
TO warn the family Of Mr.. Nick Tborne
that Sunrise Plantation is a lonesome
place for young man of sperrits and III
he are not speedily removed out of harms
way great trouble is in waitin and so no
more from yours respectful,
"ROxANNA WHITE"
Miss Elvira, not daring TO show this
note to her brother lest 1t might widen
the breach between him and his son, had
gone up to town to consult her cousin
Mrs. Herry, in whose Judgment she
placed unboundcd faith, though she had
not always the courage to follow her ad
vice. But Mrs. Herry was on a visit u
her plantation in jefferson, and Miss Ell
vira had returned still burdened with the
affecting note, which she was alway,
poring over whenever her brother wa.
out of the way. She began reading i,
furtively at the tea table as soon as the
colonel retired to his musings on the
front piazza. Missy, why had come In
late to her supper, was eating wafflet
| and honey with a lnisurely nnsfn thai IA af