The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1892-06-08

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he send you ter keep track o that racket
ing son o. his'n? Nick Thorne have been
in fix, kin tell you, over yander ter
Eden"
''Wha' DATE old Gilbert asked in quick
alarm.
"Ain't the kernel hearn how Nick
Thorne wuz nigh en- about cut ter pieces
in row with Marcus White? Over
! game o poker"
This was about all that Jesse Furnival
knew of the affair, but he hoped TO learn
more from old Gilbert.
de greet Mawsterl' exclaimed the old
| man. when wuZ dat?"
| "Oh, over en- above two months ago.
I Amt hearn nothin' bout hit?''
"Look-a-here. boy" said old Gilbert.
| 'dere amt dat knife made what kin cut
/ Mawse Nicholas ter pieces. Doan you go
/ tole no sech lie aroun. Who done hit,
| anyhow
Much you know" sneered Jesse Fur
| nival. Il done toP you hit wuz Marcus
I 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 set his feet wide apart, stuck his
/ thumbs into his ''galluses, and eyed old
/ Gilbert defantly.
de law gwan hor him 'countable."
/ said old Gilbert.
''Ef the law kin git him. retorted the
| boy, with exasperating laughter. Marcus
I en- the law" Then rever;ing suddenly
to the object OF his search, II doan see no
/ tracks" lac said, inspecting the ground.
NO; she wuz trayelin' the aidge of de
woods" said Old Gilbert, in amongst de
| leaves"
The bov glanced toward the woods,
called TO his dog and walked on.
'Po' white trash ain GOT no manners
nohow. sassin' of n gemman's niger"
/ multered old Gilbert, glowering after him.
! Quality doan nuver talk to niggers data
/ way. S'pose / is prowlin bout desc woods
/ Hits ow woods Lawd Lawd! / won'er
! lie ever he seed me down in de boiler? Use
/ tot a monst Gus lie. l amt seed naire old
SOW. But wuz jes 'bleedRed ter sesso.
/ Drat her! pintly dOan bullieve she's got
meat huff onter her bones ter feed de
buzzards, dat ole Furnival SOW but Pm
nightly skeered she have the stren'th ter
60 nosn' roun' dat speshul bresh- heap.
/ En- I'm 'sturbed in my min bout Mawse
/ Nick. Dad boy amt Study ez he mought
/ be. bless Gewdr'
/ The thoughts of all hearts at Thorn Hill
were revolving around Nicholas Thorne
at this time. On account OF some irregu-
| lauties at college, he had been banished
to Sunrise" his fathers most distant
plantation, partly by way of punish
ment, partly by way of keeping
him out of temptation. The
( friends OF the family did not think this
/ the wisest course to pursue with young
man of Nicholas Thorne's temperament,
but the colonel was not man to DO ad-
vised. and Nicholas had been at Sunrise
plantation since early in January. No
: hint of the quarrel with Marcus White
/ had reached Thorne Hill as yet. but the
colonel was frequently fretted that his
son, in all this time, had never once sued
/ to be recalled, and Miss Elyira's deepest
anxiety had been aroused by note re-
ceived few days before, which had been
mailed at Eden, the nearest postofiice to
Sunrise, and was worded as follows
miss THoRNE-R Respected Madam: I am
God-fearin woman. and feel it on my
kOnscunce 10 warn the family OF Mr.. Nick
Thorne that Sunrise plantation is lone
some place for young man of sperriIs
and 1T 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 it might widen
the breach between him and his son, had
gone up to town to consult her cousin,
Mrs. Henry, in whose judgment she placed
unbounded faith, though she had not
always the courage 10 follow her advice.
| But Mrs. Henry was on visit TO her plan
tation in Jefferson, and Miss Elvira had
returned still burdened with the affecting
note, which she was always porting over
whenever her brother was out OF the way.
. She began reading it furtively at the tea
table as soon as the colonel retired 20 his
musings on the front piazza. Missy, who
had come in late to her supper, was eating
wRffles and honey with a leisurely gusto
that bad driven Griffin jim to a stool in
the kitchen, with the remark, 40 legs Is
better'n two legs TO wait on Miss Wini-
fred's delays" and thus Miss ElYira aud
her little niece were alone together.
/ Winifred improved the occasion.
Aunt Elvira," said she, don't you
think it's time Brer Nicholas was let TO
come home? He's been gone ever since
betO' corn-droppin'." Missys calendar
was of the plantation.
"Oh, Winifred, I'm afraid Nicholas isn't
always -well-condncted," Miss Elvira
stammered, not knowing what to reply.
1t am : no difference 10 me III ne Is pad
or good" said Missy. sturdiy; "he is
Brer Nicholas. Only l don't believe he
amt just as good as can be-"
But be ought not to disappoint his
father as ne does, sighed Miss Elvira.
"Well, l reckon father disappoints him
some" Missy replied, with precocious
shrewdness.
you don't understand, dear" said
Miss Elvira, wondering a little at herself
that she should speak so freely to this
child II fear Nicholas is-wild." And
Miss Elvira sighed deeply. In her vocab-
ulary wild" was word of the strongest
condemnation.
Let him come home, then, and get
tanned" said Missy, promptly.
This was Mrs Herry's advice also-Mrs.
| Henry, who reasoned from a sound judg-
ment and her own deep experience in a
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 Nicholas might be tanned by mar
riage with his pretty cousin, Flora Thorne,
who had the merit Of pleasing the colonel.
| That the colonel should be pleased was
the all-important point. in view OF which
Miss Elyira ignored the fact that
she herself had not found Flora
f1awless But this was not a subject
to be discussed with Missy, and she felt
I relieved when Glory-Ann INTERRUPTED