Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1893-07-21

loves me. | am to be good and go to
her. "
Felicie was tired that night, and Mrs.
Severance was near giving Mrs. Dray-
toms open air musicale Felcie, however,
was so distressed at thought of the sacri-
fice-Ohe moon was full and the evening
divine) that she yielded at last, charging
Rosalie to especial watchfulness. She had
not been long gone, when low knock
sounded upon the door of the chamber,
which opened upon one of the cosey gal
leries overhanging the old-fashioned court
yard Rosalie went to answer it, and rec
ognized Tony standing upon the threshold,
with three other small figures vague in the
shadow behind him.
"If yo' please, we's come to sarynade
Missile Feleese."
"What?' said Resale, in a perplexed
whisper.
"Rosalie," called Felicie's voice family
sweet from her couch beside the open win
dow, al understand. Come here, Tony,
dear-stand where | can see YOU
There was suppressed gggle, and a
slight wayering of the duslSy retinue.
Here, yo' Luce, quit latin ~ eXhored
Tony under his breath. "Don' yo' hear
Missile Feleese? Jake Bill. I'll take my ole
| will. Come along Bobbet, like a lii
gemmleman Stan straight, chl'en, an
sing out right SMART
A few low sweet chords vibrated upon
the moonlt air, heavy with the fragrance
of clambering roses.
"Oh Jordan's riber Use bound to cross"
sang Tony; and Luce Jake Bill, and lit
tie Bobbett swelled the chorus:
have no time t. larry
There was short interlude, and again
the clear voices blended in,-
"Gwine to ride up in the chariot,
Sooner in the mawnin'"
"Children," said Felicie from her win
dow, ait is lovely serenade. / thank you
all. l shall remember it always. Resale,
bring the box of bonbons from home. Let
Tony divide them"
GAN, mademoiselle?'
eyes, ALL Then Tony may sing, Swing
low, sweet chariot and you may take away
the lamp and leave me alone, for sholld
like to sleep
An hour later Mrs. Severance Goated in
like shimmering cloud in her white opera
cloak.
as Miss Felcie seeping?"
81 believe so. She babe me take the
light"
81 must see if she is covered The night
dew is heavy
Mrs. Severance went softly in. Felce
lay still. Her white hand had slipped from
the couch,-her mother lifted ii gently.
Suddenly she uttered a sharp cry.
" Resale! Quick-the light! o Rosa
lie"
A group of negro women stood talking
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| ly morning.
$50 de pore young miss is gone said
one.
Tony, coming leisurely around corner,
heard the words, and was smitten with a
| great fear He came near and clutched
the skirt of the woman who had spoken.
"Who's GAVIN, An Judy?'
The old creature looked at him pitifully
Laws, chile? hain't nobody tole yo'?
It's yer Missile Felicie."
Tony uttered no sound but turning, fed,
not once looking back. A mile away clus-
tered a thicket of dwarf oaks well nigh
impenetrabe to unfamiliar feet, which had
been the boys refuge after many a beating
from "Big Ellen's" heavy hand. He twist
ed his little dark body in and out among
the knotted trunks, and threw himself face
downward upon the ground. He lay there
all day long. The little mail steamer came
and went, but lie saw nothing of the short,
sad procession which followed on board
the casket bearing away all that was left of
the beautiful young northerner.
1t was evening when he stole along the
path to Big Ellen's cabin. lie murmured
TO himself as he went:
cts furder off'n Wash'n't ton, an heap
finer Missile Feleese members me,-she
lubs me. mus be good, SOS to 90 to
her. Good-dat airs wha; she say-good -
He opened the door softly. Big Ellen
was resting on low sette-her elbows
upon her knees. Tony went up to her
his banjo in his hand.
"Wont yo' put it away TO me?" he
asked. Use gwine to dig in de garden
in de mawnn'. "-Mdry /. p. .StdnsJ,Uy
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