The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1894-07-09

eyes and BuirelI is as blind as a bat
Ethel leaned against one Of the columns
and looked across the fields lar to 'ile
right, where a blue haze was rising from
the smouidering brush in a ncw-made clear
ing. Near at hand the pigeons were
whirling and wheeling in swift and wlde
circles, and the air was tingling with the
potent vitality of early summer.
oh, L am nervous" she exclaimed
stretching a hand above her head. Come,
let's go into the woods--anyWhere.'
The two girls, their arms tWined arouno
each other, walked up the avenue, where
they were joined by Otis Maxwell. AS they
walked Susy fell behind, and finally came
slowly back alone, leaving Ethel and the
young Bostonian to wander on under the
thick shade of the trees.
TX.
One morning, not many days after
wards as Ethel and Susy were sitting on
the avenue, they saw buggy coming down
the avenue.
THAT is papa" said Susy. 81 can't i'm
agine what he is coming here for unless
Ethel rose. Her face was a little flushed
and her eyes shone.
go in, dear" Susy continued "Yolf
don't have to see him unless you want to,
IF he has come for me I'll run in anc
tell you goodby.''
AS Ethel disa ppeared Mr.. Beniah Beasley
alighted from his buggy in a diGnified man
ner. hitched his horse to a convenient post1
and then paused and deliberately surveyed,
the premises. The view must have pleased
him, for he rubbed his beard contentedly
and came forward with a self-sati5lied air.
On a little wooden bench Blind Shack was
sitting, making a horse collar. He took
''Howdy, ALarse Beasley."
"Hwdy Marse BeaSIey.'
How did you know me?" asked Mr..
Beasley bluntiy.
Shack. by de snort er de boss an the
ia tile de buggy. Yes, sah.''
IN bet Il dollar your eyes are as good
as mine.' said Mr. Beas]ey.
"Gi' me de dollar an I'll bet wild YOU"
responded Shack.
There WAS the shadow of a shade Of IA
miiarity in this, bat whether it was in
the attitude, the tone OF voice, or the
words Of the negro it would be impossible
TO say bat whichever it was. Mr.. Beas-
ley got a Whiff OF it, and it rutiled him
somewhat. He went forward to the Veran-
Ga and greeted his daughter affectionately.
You are looking lovely this morning"
he said gallantly. How is my friend, the
general, this morning? And how is his
charming daughter?'
eve are all quite well, papa. Did you
Cc44IS AOl 11lc-
NO; oh, no! Not unless you want to go
back with me. Are you alone?"
Blind Shack came through the rose gar
den, and passed out of sight around the
house. Out OF sight, but not out OF hear
ing He seated himself near the end OF
the yeranda and leaned his head against
the wall. \ passer-by would have thought
he was sound asleep. And indeed, a
passer-by would have had great trouble in
arousing him.
Yes, papa, we are alone. I heard Bur
reu talking to Uncle Cato out there just
now, but he is gone"
'Well, his room is great sight better tNhn
his company-a great sight. He's the worst
kind OF lackey. His great Srandmammy
was twenty-fourth cousin to your cousin
Rachel Herndon's great grandra&lnIny, and
here he is hanging around, the faS-end OF
the family, and actually getting fat on the
generals poverty"
I'm sure hes very good and kind, papa,
said Susy, denurely. Hes very, very nice
to me-
''Humph! I reckon sou growled Mr.. Beas-
ley. He paused, looked around, and low
e~ed his voice. 'Well-er, what did the
charming Ethel say to my messenger
'She laughed, papa
"Langhed! That's a bad sign-very bad"
She was very angry at first. Oh, she
was furious!"
"Ah.' said Mr.. Beasley, twisting his
beard. "Angry at frst-furlous? That's
better! Very good! Excellent! woman s
laughter is close to contempt Her anger
lives next door to love"
General Herndon came out on the veran-
da at this moment. Seeing Mr.. Beasley he