The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1892-06-29

appointment, out presently bne retlected
that il this attempt at fight should be
discovered, every possible means would be
taken to prevent her putting her inten-
ton into execution on any future occa-
sion that might offery perhaps even she
might be locked up and fed on bread and
water, like little girl in a story she had
read and however decided Missy might
be as to dying of starvation, she had no
mind to live on bread and water; so she
made haste back to the house, and was
lucky to get in unseen.
GIory-Ann was still snoring, and Missy
stuffed her bundle under the wardrobe
again, tore off her clothes and curled her
self up in bed.
II was a mystery Nom Bee was never
able to explain. how Missy's clothes came
to be scattered ali over the room; but she
had her suspicious when, few hours
later. she discovered the bundle under the
wardrobe.
"Who in de Ian put dis here?" she in
quired.
"Me." said Missy.
"What fur, I'd lax ter know"
cause" And no coaxing could make
Missy say further.
Meanwhile old Gilbert pursued his
journey sadly. Once in the silent woods
- SSoe'f O0 W oAHet AOA hAo OOhAAOibs
"Zionl Zion Is my home!
"Pm traVlin' de Hebenly road"
but he ended with q sigh, and drove on,
mute.
Toward shutdown Miss Roxanna White,
sitting on the top step OF the porch, and
enjoying her evening dip" in solitude,
espied the ox-cart coming along the road.
In that primitive and secluded
hamlet, the passage of an OK
cart was an exciting event. Miss
White watched il with an interest
that was almost breathless. 1t seemed
too good to De true that this cart, with the
strong, black OK and the very respectable
old negro driver, was actually going to stop
before the house where, for the time being,
she had her abiding place.
"Whose ole niger are your" she de-
handed, in shrill excitement, as Gilbert
dismounted.
al is Gilbert, ma'am; Kernel Thorne's
sponded, removing his hat and bowling
low.
I'm the name O. peace an plenty!" ex-
claimed Roxanna, rising to the full extent
OF her numerous inches, and peerin0 at
the cart from the hight of the top step.
Brought Nick Thorne's trunk, eh?"
"Ees, mistis"
"Well, faint no mon simple justice,
'cordin' TO my way o. thinkin'; but as q
officer o. Justice, you're powerful laggard
in yo' movements. Whyn't We come q
day sooner?"
81 come soon ez de circumstances wuz
qualified, ma'am," old Gilbert explained,
deferentially.
AN you come too late; Nick Thorne
amt cher" Miss White announced COM
pactly.
Old Gilbert stood agape and stupefied.
"Whey-whey he den, mistis?" he STAN
mered
That's mon kin tell. He kited off to
Sunrise plantation yestiddy two hours be-
sun, an, as hear tell, be sol that black
hawse O. his n to the Overseer fur a hun
d'ed an fifty, which il was wuth five hun
| d'ed if was wuth 8 dime an he come back
with Johnson't ricketty ole buggy an bin
mare; an this mawnin' by daybreak him
an Dosia tux up their line O. march 10
seek their fortune l s'pose. They amt
said naire word to me. They're a pair o.
turkle doves, to-be-shore; what kin you
expect but what they'd hy2 But whar
! they'll light don't undertake to prophecy.
All know is they're gone. an I'm left
| alone here lax sparrer on the house-top,
| or mo- lakly, buzzard on a rail-con-
siderin' of my size"
"Tubbe show old Gilbert calculated
with polite assent. He looked to the right
and he looked to the left, up TO the sky
and down to the ground, rubbing his fore.
head with his horny forefnger. "What
gwan do, mex 2" he sighed.
You kin carry that trunk back an wait
| fur accession" said Miss White. "Ifs q
mighty foolish business, this MARVIN
'thOut meat n bread but cussin' won't
mend it none, an you kin tell Col. ThOrne
| ! sesso"
OUTLAW, mistis" said old Gilbert with
uplifted hand. II wouldn't so much e.
name Mawse Nick to mawster-not fol
freedom
Miss White cackled harshly.
Gilbert. recalling Miss Elvira's instruc.
tions as to the contents of the provision
basket, thought that it might be well tc
make propitiatory offering to this severe
| glantess, who seemed, somehow, to be
linked with his young masters fate
"Dey is little matter o goodies ou
in de cyart," he said, with hesitating hu
mility; "mebbe you mought lax ter tas
emf"
Miss White spat yiciously. ''No
thankee," said she. They'd sour on my
stomik."
you mought set 'em aside, onte
Mawse Nick come back?" old Gilbert sug
gested timidly.
He amt a-comin' backw Miss White
declared, with decision so energetic tina
old Gilbert's heart sank back with feal
that his young master was turned out o.
doors on all sides. En- me a-countin' or
old Mawse Job Furnival to TEX care or
him." thought the old negro sadly, as h'
stood twirling his hat, and casting furtive
chances at the memorable Amazon on the
doorstep; but Miss White had said be-
say, and was silent.
At last he turned to 90. 81 wish you
well, ma'am." ne said: "en' I'm 'bleegeC
to you"
You're welcome" said Roxanna
Though what you got to be thankin' m,
is mon kin see."
| CHAPTER XIII.
| LABOR IN VAIN.