Iron County register., 1893-12-14

"I HAS INSPECTED YO' DE Fo' LAST
| TEIrs.''
shape. Had Original Sin come in tha,
trap and spoken il that voice. Pete had
accepted them as countersign and pa
| role.
And here an again, Pete" the girl
said, as she threw back her veil ''Can
| we get across now?"
''Sarvant, Missy" the negro repeated
''Glad yo's cum, sholy. l has inspected
yo' de TO las trips
THANK you. Can we get across to-
night?" she again asked, anxiously.
''Reck'n," the black replied, as grave
ly as briefly ''De creeks is scummed
wild ice, but cts light, an I kin wuls
out onto de fats, sholy. Den, eff de rib.
Der cnt Close
but aciU it be?" she interrupted, inn
| patiently.
''De marster knows" Pete answered,
gravely as Covenanter. ''He ent send.
in Pete no marracles; so dis ole nigga's
acknowledgement don't go no fudder dan
| dc presunt But reck'n!'
''And we reckon on some hot coffee,
Pete" Mckee said. ''Come in, Miss
Clay. You need it, after that freezing
ride"
''sarvant. Mars Kee," the negro said.
removing his woolen cap, as they en-
tered. ''De "offee's dar; an, wild de
lady's permission, I'll go tend ter Mars
Car'rs hoss."
While the worn horse was led into a
sheltered glade, well back from the
road, and rubbed brishly from muzzle
to heel by the brawny black, Mckee
poured steaming coffee. Then Carolyn
Clay produced Mrs. Gray's much-praised
tin.
No, not that" the youth cried.
''Those arc your marching rations.
Here's our Observation-Disclosures club
cookery"
He dived deep into Mrs. Clonan's
pocket, coming up with a package
wrapped in oil-silk and packed with the
best of cold substantials; and the ad-
venturous pair breakfasted with appe-
tite natural to frosty morning, largely
aided by danger passed and hope re-
newed Then, as the negro again
loomed gigantic in the low doorway,
the girl asked:
"tA.,y patrol beats ii the river, Pete?"
'sP!oaty, missy; but dem doan' count.
Mos o dey knows Pete, an left him
fish onquesh'shonable.
Eat Mars Carl said transports were
paeGinS up, night before last" Mckee
said.
Denis all gone up t'wa'ds town." the
bl.ck replied. LAS night, wen mex
my 'specshun, der warn't one O. dey in
&c ribber. But does 'spise dose trans
puts sholy!''
''They are usually full of green re-
cruits,' Miss Clay said, quietly, who
shoot as they hail"
can denis Gurus, too. Denis fon' o.
lowerin' boats an 'spectin fish',n,ln wot
de patrul boats lows ter pass"
''God forbid!'' the girl exclaimed.
''Should an inspection come tonight, we
are lost!'
But none will Gomez" Mckee cried
gayly, quoting:
1.-THE stars have said it, and the voice
OF my own prophet and oracular soul
Confirms the shining sibyls!"
"You are as safe now as though al
ready in Stuart's camp. But come: the
day will be long one, anyway, and
tramp in this air will help, after your
Imprisonment"
They walked brislzly through the clear
sunshine that frightened all nature,
but gave little warmth, plungi1g into
an error of crossed paths that seemed as
familiar as Charles street to her escort.
Spite of his awkward attire, that
caught in underbrush and vine, and Of
his painted face, made more absurd by
garish light, Mckee proved himself cap
ital comp He talked poetry and
people, 81 4sittle, and gOo0 0natured-
" cf0ffe friends. kp, quiet
minute Tor
freedo1 eixa-
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