The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1894-10-01

Brother Barrer's peculiarities of delivery
\ end the certainty of absorbed gesticula-
,stion, removed the floral decora tons to a
1small table in the rear.
Y Beyond and all around the tented and
illuminated platform were crowds OF col
ored people, and quite a considerable
eprinkling of whites. The negroes looked
earnest and serious Once in while
young darkeys loud undertone or a girls
subdued giggle, attracted attention, or
child walled out in alarm and fretfulness,
but these distractions were sternly
crowned upon. 1t was the last night of
the camp meeting. and enthusiasm and
religious fervor ran high, although the
preacher had not yet arrived.
Gwen de angels come flynn
Tru de yair,
I'll be dyar,
I'll be dyar;
Wen de angels come a flynn
I'll be dyar."
The words were started by little
group near the edge, at the left of the
pulpit. These voices were clear and mu-
seal. One young converts tenor was
strikingly pure and sweet while his
black features were all aglow with ami
nation. mulatto near by, lolling at
half length on a rude bench. fixed his
attention upon the singer. How d yey
know yo will?" he questioned, with a
coarse laugh, edglng around upon his ell
bow and peering out from beneath the
brim of his SLOUGH hat, that was pulled
down to the bridge of his brows. II was
a wicked face, and sins traces showed
bold and hideous lines upon the rugged
negro features; his eyes deeper set than
is common with his race. and cleaning
with sCornful inter tness; there was dull
scar across his jaw; his whole expression
one of evil bravado. How d yey know
yoo'll be dyar?" he sneered again, drag
glng his chin up from the palm OF his
hand to its edge, thus spreading his
coarse mouth and making the fbrutish
I face all one hurried leer.
child's half smothered exclamat ton of
fear. Two little yellow haired girls.
whose white faces looked saint-like in
the dim light. were. chnging to an old
NANNY in sudden terror.
Hush e honey, came the response,
reassuringly patting, the younger girl.
''Wos de matter. chile?'
What sweet old face it was, with its
frame of white wool! The eyes looked
out softly kind from beneath well-shaped
brows. The features seemed to have beer
refined by suffering. They We're more cleal
cut than the mulatto complexion would
warrant one to expect, But her caress .
EOrbed in this evil-eyed stranger among
+ the flock. He turned toward them wheI
the child cried out and gave her a Coet
= view OF his face. Upon her own was {
strange mingling of grief and eager Ions
ing. -, -,
INJURED 10 herself dis cudn't be my jim
The ether girl overheard. why, Nam
my" slipping an arm up around her, 20
course that couldn't be Jim. OF course
not" with an almost fearful insistence
"He is wicked man; he has a bad face
Your Jim was a boy, a good loving boy
You have always told US so, Nanny.
''Yais honey. yais" There was a chok
irg IN Mammy's voice. But he'd be
man now, an oh, / hate TO. tink oh it SO
but be might be a bad, account man.
reckon twas low down folks wat bough
him and widOut his NANNY TO hulp hin
and raise him up TO be good, he Nigh
rs he like your Jim, Nanny? Wha
makes you think it's Jim?''' whispered tn
child wretched that all the hopefu
which she shared With MANN
about the iong-looked-for Jim should com
to this unhappy, end; How could Nam
and good? And this coarse-faced disturb
er of the meetingi on, no, no!
"Oh. chile. chile. ] feel it in my SOU
He looks lex him somehow, doh he loo
so bold and car less; an dat scar on hi
cheek. / member de day he burned ms
self dyar; 'twus a drefful sore. y, ne.
but / does know. 1t jes' comes to me;
CANT ceive modder, But, oh! he's $
diff,,nt SO changed: Dey 'bused him l1l an an
eitiye But he TUX to new ways quick;
was a peart chile an mighty easy I
learn. an chillen learn wickedness cas-
er'n anything. But 1 cun'nt cher tink {
him 'zactly dis way. / reckoned he WI
allus be kin o. loolzn' an waitin' fur hi
foun' each urrer at las; an now l ha
foun lin LEX dis, my Pc .Iim!-
Poor patient-hearted Nanny was
mos 0h ei NANNY. don't. don't" pleaded tn
little girls. Lets go home. Please TAX
us home Nanny"
.Yais, d'recly. chillen, homes, but l mu
,YHSeak to Jim .fust. Jes yey wait a mini
A6Srans he'll know hey nanny Wen
eP o.oh. no. NANNY" cried the younge
~ nd: don't speak to him, Nanny IL
afraid and perhaps it isn't jim after a. all
Nanny herself was trembling with
vague terror. She, too. was AFRAID Il I'd Of , tn
vretched wicked man, but If he Shou
~ Iirn-he was Jiu-how could she /
him 20 without a word? She couldn'
~ aOb NANNY, please do take us home
ives dearie but not les yet, sides
xz,,d 'eturb de meetin'. Listen, Brer Ba
1er's speakin' now.
In truth. the meeting had been in Or
.yress for some time, hut Nanny, usual
SO deyoutly attentive had not heard
word The preacher had already arous'
10Th himself and his hearers to the grea
~ aYais. my bredersn an sisters, Wei {
- he dvar wen de trump soun's. Well a
come 1-isir' Up from de grade to see wat
N roin' on. De rich folks will come up fro
un'er dey Monuments; reckon It'll
hard work fur some OBJ 'em, but dey'l hs
20 come. Mebbe some oh deInn be sorl