Evening journal., 1891-07-28

tails when he thought he was only warm
ing his shins. Shake hands, my good
woman. All of you give me your paws
Who'd a thought TO find Lincolnites down
here in the dark corners Of rwiggsf Bless
goodness, we've struck Union folks this
time sure. Come along, boys we are vel
come TO this good woman's house. 'Twon't
be long tel your boys can come home.
Hard time the fellers have had lighting for
fe!ks they cared nothing aboutP
just then the woman raised a shout
"Gloryi gloryl gloryl hallelujah know'd
yer would git here ben a-lookin' fer
yer Sallie rode the creetur nearly ter
Girls dville ystiddy to hear somethin'. but
some dog-goned cornfeds was In de road
and she turned back; but now deliv'rance
hsv come. Gloryi gloryr' ciapping her
hands and shouting in genuine camp meet
ing style
All Of sudden she halted, turned her
self sharply about and ran toward the
springhouse under the hill near the dwell
ing Throwing all her strength into her
voice she screamed.
"Oh, Jackl Oh, Bucki Come outen dat
canebrake Yer needn't hide marry mother
minnit De Yankees hev come-here dey
are Come boys, hurry No more hidin'
in de swamps, in do loft and under de
beds"
Two sheepish looking men were soon de
scried approaching with slow and uncer-
tain steps By this time Sallie had come
out and proceeded to shake hands with the
three, two of whom dared not open their
mouths to say a word, they were strug-
Cling valantly TO repress laughter and also
fearing to interrupt by word or sign the
play then in progress Sallie wept with
Joy and sniveled lugubrlously behind her
ragged cotton apron, white her father
chewed incessantly on some homemade
tobacco, which he fshed from his pocket
and offered to each Of the strangers in
turn.
As soon as the mother had talked over
matters with the boys, on she came, clap
ping her hands on their shoulders and ges.
ticulating wildly in her glee and general
excitement. As she approached the wait
ing group she cried out, Here's Jack and
Buckl The derned old conscript tux 'em,
but they lodged 'em slick ms an Iniun.
Dey crep back dat berry night and me and
Sal has hid 'em faithful. We toted vittels
many time under our frocks ia pokea and
tended like we was gwine TO see Widder
Jones cross de creek. Shake, shake tell
yer DENIS de folks ! bin a-waitin'
fer, no telln' how long. Come in,
gintilmin. You's mo- an welcome Sal,
fetch out dem red taters and I'll up dat fire
plum full Yu run, Jack, an ketch dat
pullet a-roostin' in dc stable. ! kin jis'
slip de fedders often chicken fore yer
kin say Jack Robertson. Buck, slice off
some fat bakin and let de grease be a fryin'
out, by de time | git dis chicken picked
and gutted- Ole man, der's a nest under
de coruder Of de house wild ten aigs in IL:
fotch 'em here, and we kin cook dem fer
supper. Dnr amt nary thing in dis house
too good fer you uns TO eat Glory to Godl
You is here at las Go in de house and
sot by de fire tel me and Sal gifts yer sup.
per ready Mex yerselves ter home, fer
you uns Is good 'nough sight to cure de
sore eyes" And they went rs directed.
One of the lieutenants listened and peeped
at a convenient crack TO hear Jack whis-
pher, "S'pose desc soldiers are a-foolin' yer.
mann" whercupon he reported what he
heard In another whisper to his colleague
with the oyercoat, because the supper was
too appetizing to risk the loss of it-not to
speak Of more uncomfortable contingencies
that might arise il suspicion should be ex-
cited
Whereupon Lieutenant G. boldly march
ed into the oookroom, begged the old lady
TO let him help her with her work, joked
Sally about betraying him to her Confed
sweetheart lat which she grinned, and
averred she didn't like none of 'em we'll
'nough 70 have 'em for beauty, and hav-
ing smoothed down suspicions in that
/ quarter, be requested Jack TO show him to
the wash basin that he might sleek up foi
/ supper So completely did he engross the
attention Of all the family that the Other
two had but little TO do or to say during
i supper or afterward.
They were shown TO their sleeping plac,
in the shed room, the spokesman asking
i permission TO hang his overcoat to the fir,
until morning. that it might be dry anC
| comfortable.
by the time it was daylight they wer
stirring Asking for their bill mot cen
| in their pockets but Confederate scrip
the old man said, "Nothin'; stay a week e
you feel like TO which the suppose
Yankee replied, mo, sir, we never do that
haven't time TO STOP Take this overcoa
and wear 1t in remembrance of you
friend" bowed himself out OF the door, 70
lowed by God bless you's" until they wer
out OF hearing Then Lieutenant @. fe
down on the leaves in the woods an
laughed until the tears ran out Of his eye
at the success Of his plan to secure a sul
per and shelter where his comrades ha
failed.-Mrs DR.. FELTON, in Atlanta Const
tuition.