Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1892-04-29
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down lie tree hollin il by de stem wild he
t'rf He wouldn't fling it down, kase
he ivard he'd spilc de berries Time he
tutch dr groun good. Miss Grace, she
hauled of. she did an smacked his Jaws
~ hard ~ she could stave, an axed him
how dared he skcer 'em like dat? An
Mars Jim h. larfed out loud and said,
Princess wanted it, an den he put de
truck he'd rcsked his make ter git in
Miss PocahOntas' arms, an she Rugged it
mp tight AN went long to de house
erwin.
Thurnc moved involuntarily, and the
gun Ia his hand struck against the trunk
Of the tree behind which he stood. The
negroes paused and glanced around
alertlv. the man with the torch swing
ing II backward and forward, with u
muttured What's DAFT" Nothing Of
any consequence--a bird or n rabbit,
perhaps-noihing worth investigation.
Tn" man with the bucket set his burden
un the ground and opened and shut his
hand rapidly several times. The wire
81 the handle had cramped his fingers.
Both men transferred their bags from
the right shoulder to the left and leaned
against the tree stems to rest themselves
moment
The elder man resumed the subject.
Love her. Lord.er-mussy pom me!
Jim Byrd was fairly foolish wild love.
Dc gruun warn't fifteen fur Miss Poca-
hunias ter set her foots pom in his no.
tion he'd err liked ter spread hissef
down to save her slippers. Twant no
question bout lovin wild Mars Jim"
But he gone away" objected the
torchbcarer. 'lreckon Miss Pocahontas
done kick him: dat how come he lef'.
What he dom in Mexican eff he kin get
what he want here? He gone!"
Dat amt nothin. He was bleeged ter
go ont yander ter git money ter buy back
lie ole place Money mighty plentiful
out dar. Aunt Vi'let say. Gwine way
ain't nothin ter man; he kin come back
gin. went way ter Richmond onct
myself ter rake up money 'nouf ter buy
one mule. M rent er scrop o Ian, so ez l
could marry Sarah. Mars Jim's comm
back. las word he sed FER Aunt Vi'let,
was dat. Miss Pocahontas amt kick
him mother What she gwine kick him
FUR Mars Jim's her likely man, an all
de ginnrrashuns o de Byrds an Masons
mn margin one mother ever sence Vir-
ginny war rr settlemint. My ole gram
daddy, whar war ole Mr.. Dabney Byrd's
kyar eye driver, allus sei-Lord mussy!
what dat!'
The speaker paused with his mouth
open and chilly sensation about the
back. ~ though a lump of ice We're
travelling down his spine. A sound, as
1T scriptural Pronunciation. low, but in
tense. had caught his ear, A bat, cir
cling low. hal grazcd Thorne's face and
caused him to throw up his hand with
an impatient oath. The wisdom of the
dcfunct "kyar'ege driver" was over
whelmel In the food of perturbation
which seized his descendant. The man
swung his torch around nervously and
prerrd INTO the darkness, conscious of a
distrust Of his surroundings that
amounted TO positive pain. The other
negro said nothing; but addressed him
self Ia the adjustment of his burden in
the manner least likely to impede re-
treat.
Among the colored folks this portion
of the road enjoyed an evil reputation,
particularly after nightfall, for in field
near 10y there was an ancient graveyard,
! aud the rumnr went that the deniZens
thereof were Of specially unruly, not
to say malicious spirit, and found pure
delight IN ambusca,les along the road
sides. and ia sallies upon unsuspecting
travellers. with results too painful for de-
scnp,iun.
"lIaunts was mighty rank bout dar, u
! the negroes said. and after shutdown that
| part II the road WAS destitute of attrac-
tons The graveyard had not been used
/ for many years. but that only made the
/ danger greater, for ghosts, grown bold
with long immunity Of Office, were held
| capable Of deeper mallgnity, than would
he within the range Of ghosts oppressed
with the modesty of debutants. The
fact that the occupants of the place had
| "a htr. been of their own race, inspired
| the negroes with no feeling of kinship OF
confidence. They were earnestly afraid
81 all spirits. be they white, black Oh
red, but most Of all of black ones, be-
cause they seemed most in league with
| the devil.
When, therefore, the light of the flick
ering pine torch fell obliquely or
Thornes dark figure and caught CLEAN
from the polished mountings Of his gun
AMI another from the brass of the car
fridge belt. which to the terrified dar
! kites looked like a cincture of fire, they
became possessed with the idea that thu