The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-08-28

! De plum Rlau Uer see ye-sne Iuck ooua~
| cious shine ter ye befo'. Kem ter see sump-
| in mo- bout them finpyrit'sP
| well, yes" the young man replied,
bringing out chair and fitting it against
the side Of the house. "You see. my part
ners didn't consider the mines OF much
value TO us-they think that it doesn't CON-
tain enough pyriees. But 1 don't agree
with them, and decided to cone back and
investigate farther, and II you care to sell
| msy buy the land.n
"Jes sol jess SO! You uns low to run It
| on yo' own hook. Waal, CANT say but
ez I'd be glad huff 10 sell it. Not ex Pm
'zacly pushed. but Crrissy hev got a idee in
her haid that'l TEX extra money to humor.
She's jes natally a-honin' Arter gw4ne ter
| school,"
"Going to schoolr
"Yaas. tells her hits all foolishness,"
! the old man replied, mistaking the signifl-
| cation of the exclamation. But she sticks
ter it. Then her NANNY an the boys back
her up-w'at fur, Gawd knows!-an' wen
a mans wife an chillun git combined
| agin him he'd as well git the marter up fust
| as last"
"You misunderstood me, Mr.. Coffee.
| think Clarissa is perfectly right to want an
| education. She is such beautiful girl you
! should give her every opportunity you can
| afford"
"Tooby shol Clrissy be plum pretty
gall She favors her Granny Coffee Thar
want no gal in the ole North state. whar
pappy KEN FUN. ez could beat my NANNY
fur looks. Leas'ways, that's wat they tells
me-"
At this point Clarissa appeared at the
| door to say that Mr.. Hartredges dinner was
ready, and her father chimed in with:
KEN right long IN an git bite O.
sump'in'. knows in reason you uus air
! tuckered out. Cfrissy, git out the Jug an
gin him pull at the moonshIne VIII sky"
1t is wonderful how long IL will take
| under certain circumstances to survey
and purchase a limited quantity Of
worthless land, and how the value of
said land is apt 20 fuctuate according to the
conditions of the purchasers affections. 50
! Lucian Hartredge, sharp and prompt by
! nature in business transaction, bought
| that arid mountain land which he had no
earthly use for, paid double the price Coffee
asked and took three times as long as neces-
sary for the trade.
| But in all that time not one word Of
private nature did he have a chance to ex-
change with Clarissa. He left the matter
entirely to chance, and finally ohauce
seemed to be propltious
| He had announced that he would start
| for home Monday. That was Saturday
night, and they were sitting around the
! pine knots blazing ia the fireplace Lucian
bad come to make himself very much at
! home. He got up and announced that he
| was going to the spring-he was thirsty.
| Mrs. Coffee kicked hound from under
her feet in order to reach Jake, aud jabbed
| him with her foot.
"Hyar, Jake Cofgeer' she exclaimed,
"take yo' lazy bones off'n that hath an go
T. tn spring" But Jake gave a snort Of
disapprobation and rolled over on the floor
fast asleep.
I'm go, NANNY" Clarissa said, rising,
| &c lat .Iaka 'Ona Hais hin all
day long"
"Clarissa and I will both 60" Mr.. Hart
redge replied, the bucket already In bis
hand. The two started out together.
1t took long time to get the water. The
moon was shining brightly, but the thick
laurel, which had 80 often proved secure
hiding places for the mOOnsainers in times
of revenue raids, now cast their deep
shadows over the nlo1lshiners daugb bier aud
her lover. Before they returned the die had
been cast. She had promised to 10 his wife
aud he had taken her in his arms aud pressed
upon her lips the first lovers kiss they had
ever known, while f1ecks of moonlight
danced over their bowed heads.
He entered the room alone with the bucket
Of water.
"Why, whars Cprissyl7 asked her father.
81 think she said she was going TO walk
down to the COW pen. We have some news
! for you and she preferred me telling you.
! Clarissa has promised to be my wife"
"Whatm The old man sprang to his
! feet, while his wife turned in her chair and
stared, with her mouth wide open, AS though
she had been stricken dumb. What air
you uns a-talking 'bosts Be We plum dis
t-aotedF'
81 think not" Hartredge answered with
a smile
wy, man alive!" continued old Coffee,
still considerably dazed, "Crrissy's my own
darter, an shd's dear to ma ez my eyeballs,
but hain't no fool. She's a good gal, but
Lord! Shs CANT write her own name
she hain't never been out o the shsdder o.
the mounting-why, dern my cats, man!
she don't know Pun a bulls foot!''
Il know all that, Mr.. Coffee. have
told myself every word OF it, and much
more, a thousand times over. But still
love her, l love her 30 dearly that / can't
give her up. She has promised to marry
me aud death alone can keep Inc from hav-
ing her"
Mrs. Coffee burst into tears and left the
room hastily. Josh Coffees eyes we're dim
| as he laid his hand on the young mans
shoulder.
"You-uns air one in million" he said
in husky voice. Don't low thar's two
mo- men in the kentry in yo' station, ez 'ud
"a offered ter marry CPrissy, no marter
how muca they loved her. You-uns de-
sarve better"
Inc next day was Sunday, and at the
noon time meal Mr.. Coffee had an an
nouncement to make.
Look hyar, folks. be began, "the riders
done KEN, an thar's gwine to be meetin'
down at Shiloh ter-night. We-uns air
bound ter 90. Ez fur me, Pm plum glad Nv
it. l low hit tex u good spiritooal shakin'
up ter git the taste o the revenuers out'n
my mouth"
Air you-uns a-gwinep Clarissa asked,
glancing shyly at her lover. He hesitated.
He understood enough of the mountain
character TO know that all their peculiarir
ties came to the surface under the in
fluence Of their very Jealous religious meet
ings He shrank from seeing Clarlssa under
these trying circumstances aud his coward
ice conquered his inclination.
81 think not he replied. 81 must fix I'D
my things and shall take that time for it,
l may ride down later and come home with
you"
About shutdown Josh hitched the two
oxen to the wagon and the party started.
The three men sat on the drivers seat while
Mrs. Coffee, ClariSsa and thu children we're
on the straw in the body of the wagon.
Lest to himself. Lucian Hartridgs packed
his valise and smoked a cigar. Then he
Lhrew on a pine knot and tried
to read home paper; but the Pickering
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