The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1892-04-06

another set down in the lower counties,
quite ordinary people: went to school
with one Of the girls in Richmond. and
detested her. She had red hair and
freckled skin and such hateful ways.
think be must belong to them
Mary laughed. He i western man,
auntie. or calls himself one, she said.
He isn't snapped Miss Cornelia,
land don't care what he calls himself
Hes southern man, know. and Viz
gilman. think: indeed. he owned as
much to Mr.. Meredith. the lawyer. He's
too familiar with the ways and the life
here to have come to Virginia for the
first time last month. Belinda. the wom-
an who docs his cooking, told our Sophy
that the first morning she got out break
fast he called to her to make him an ash
cake and bake it with cabbage leaves
around it; said that he hadn't tasted one
baked that way since he was q boy.
Nobody raised outside OF the south
knows anything about wrapping corn
dough up in cabbage leaves and baking
it in the ashes
Mary gave up the point Of Mr.. Antho-
ny's western origin without contest.
There were other shibboleths besides an
affection for the ashcake of his boyhood
which forbade the idea of his being a
stranger in strange land.
Miss Cornelia stared into the fire, lost
in thought. There was some mystery
about her enemy's antecedents she felt
convinced, and she was determined to
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fusion and overthrow. Her mind went
hunting about with its nose to the
ground like hound on cold scent.
Presently it seemed to her to warm a
little, and she threw up her head and
gave tongue at once.
Mary" she said, turning in her chair
and regarding her niece solemnly, '.lny
brothers overseer, the man who lived
with him SO many years and was with
him at Shiloh, was named Anthony and
he had lot Of sons. Perhaps this is one
of them"
The solemnity Of this announcement,
which was made with the air Of one
loosing the seals and sending upon the
earth pestilence and Judgment, was al
most too much for Mary's gravity. She
bent her head over her sewing so that
Miss Cornelia might not be offended by
her mirth. Presently she remarked:
81 thought all the Anthony boys were
killed, afihtie. Hector said so, and they
were in his regiment. He spoke well Of
them always-their gallantry, patience
and endurance at time when courage
and patience were the rule. You know
old Mr.. Anthony, the father, saved my
husbands life at Malvern Hill. he
must have been brave, unselfish many
"Yes, he behaved very well, " assentedN
Miss Cornelia impatiently; she was not
interested in that part Of the subject.
Everybody was always saving some
body else's life in those days-that is,
when they weren't all killing one an
other. That's war Mr.. Anthony was q
respectable old man, shockingly SLOUGH
ing and untidy. My brother thought
good deal of him. remember. Never
mind him though; it's the boys want.
What were their names? Lanky, slab
sided creatures, and so many Of them
four or five. Let me see; what were
their names?" Miss Cornelia's brows
contracted perplexedly, and her memory
returned and grappled with the past
Mary rose and crossed the room to an
old fashioned secretary. bound and
mounted with brass, and opened one of
the drawers. Her fingers passed from
one pigeonhole to another until she
found what she was in search Ola
small leather bound book, such as men
sometimes carry in their pockets. With
this in her hand she resumed her seat
and began turning the pages rapidly.
Miss Cornelia watched her, still striving
| to ensnare those elusive names with the
mesh of recollection.
Mary found the page she was in search
| Of, and ran her eye down IT. II can tell
you, auntie," she said. Hector kept
an account Of all his men, and, as near
as he could. what became Of them. The
Anthony boys are all mentioned here.
There were five Of them Hugh was
killed at Sharpsburg. David was
wounded in the fights below Richmond,
and died of his wounds in the hospital
Jim was captured, and died Of prison
fever at Point Lookout Robert lost his
life in charge in the Wilderness; and
Albert was shot at his post on picket
duty in the Valley. A terrible list Of
casualties, but not uncommon for those
times. Old Mr.. Anthony died Of typhoid
fever the same summer that your mother
did. There is the family history. auntie.
and You must confess that it's sad one.
Stayi remember hearing Hector men
4 ton second wife; but she had left the
neighborhood before came to Repton,
and I've heard somewhere that she MARI
ried again. She had no Anthony chill
dren."
Miss Cornelia had been tapping her
fingers impatiently on the arm Of her
chair for several seconds, II know all
that" she said; ..but there was another
soma much younger child. remem-
Der him distinctly, q saucy, freckled lit
tie fellow. full Of mischief and sly ways
4 and so dreadfully untruthful. He was
always coming over to the house to play