The western sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1887-1926, 1894-07-12
CHAPTER XVIII.

The nice toddy, conscientiously stop
ping somewhat short of doubling itself,
making sweetcr tho sense of goodness
In his heart. Mr. : Int r,lrn!natad pleas.
sntly yet thoughtfully upon the mis-
sion which he was to take in on his
homeward travei. Some of what ro-
nance was in his own youth ne thought
1t might be opposite to call back, If pos
sible; but as he rode along it seemed
not as responsive SIS he could have
wished, so long had he been used to
take mere business views of things in
this lower world. Never much of q
student In the lore of love, his own mar
riage, though in the main proven sat-
isfactory, had been contracted in cir
cumstances wherein convenience, con-
sisting of couple of slaves and snug
little piece of land. stood forth so
prominent that Ii seemed to him not
necessary to go behind it, searching
too minutely for other attractions.
This afternoon he did try for awhile to
frame few phrases such as he used to
hear of others employing on such in
teresting occasions; but be found, to
his regret, that his vocabulary, though
Astounding with words on other sub
jects, seemed to have next to none for
the case now on his hands.
s'Psher!'' he once spoke aloud, and
with some contempt. 1t was at the
instant when his mind came to the
conclusion that it was useless for him
to try TO go at the work before him In
any way different from that in which
he habitualiy went to oil others. Then
to the interjectfon just now put forth
he subjoined the following remarks;
tIf she will, she will, and If she won't,
she won't, like all winning does
That's all they Is In It,"
For the rest of his journey he seemed
sufficiently calm The Enlow house, q
mile this side of the Fiints', was e
humble story-and-a-half, with back
shed rooms, surrounded by hardy
blaclS-jacks Many of the flower trees
and the vines about the piazza, which
had been grown by Hannah when o
girl. were there vet. The mother, q
widow, neat and Industrious Us ever,
was content with what the small farm
yielded TO the work OF three or four
slaves and two young sons
Tho ladies were sitting on the piazza
In this soft November afternoon.
"HousekeepersI housekeeperst" cried
Mr.. Flint, as he assembled the steps.
..Howdy dol howdy do! Why, Hannah,
as l told Jeems Rainier and Squire
Watson today. positively believe you
git pulitzer and scrimshouser every day;
but you amt mare one o. them more'n
your ma were In her time.
sHowdy, Mr.. Flinti'' answered Ham
nah. Take that chair. You always
have something pleasant to say to peo-
pie. Tell MS some of the news in
town"
AS for pleasant words. to them
Hike and think somethin' of 'em, do
gently have 'em; to them don't. they
may go their ways for me. 'ithout it's
them / got business with, and when
that's over their room to me is good as
their company. jes' declar' my child,
you do look fresh and peert, mighty
nigh same as a girl; and that fetches
to my mind that. you 'quirin' about
news in town, ] has one itom got
from Squire Watson that he sent tor
me to see II i wouldn't fetch mes
senge to you; but, as It's on a delicate
subject maybe better tell Il 10 Jest
you BY yourself. II your mill excuse
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:.stop. IA. sela Hannah. u ths