The people's journal. (Pickens, S.C.) 1891-1903, 1895-02-07

|
COCKS feather enoiroling its GROWN, but
Miss Baggs. Seeing the farmers wagon
waiting by the roadside, sho reined in
Bobby Lee beside Souri and took hor
! hand
| "Goodby, my dear. trust that your
| innocent heart will not have to suffer
moro than the rest Of us during the oon-
ttnuanoe Of this fearful struggle. You
know we are all being tried In q flory
furnace. Well meet again. T know it.
| II you ever need any holp or protection
when our army Is near, hunt up Betsy
Baggs.''
"Whar's tn chicken coop?" called
Jakey as sho rode away.
What chicken coop?''
9th ono OH wheels"
| "Oh, tho buggy" she said, smiling.
II left that for tho Yankees to piok up
when they come along"
"Rats'll bo ridin inter 1t, reckon" 3"
| III he can find 1t, he's welcome to
It, - and with laugh she dashed after
tho rest.
| Farmer Slack only succeeded in act
ting few milos on the way before
nightfall. Then, coming to a small vii
lage. he made up his mind that it would
be better to sloop thore than attempt to
go on through country being abandon
90 by one force to be Immediately ocou.
pied by another. He knew we'll the
crowded condition Of the roads and the
per1ls OF night travel. So singing out
a house beside the road, which was the
main street Of tho place, and seoing a
woman standing in the door, ho asked
II sho would give him and his party a
nights lodging.
| Reckon I kin keep you uns, but
hain't got no stablin TO- the orittera'' -
"Oh, kin find a place TO- thom
uns, y said Slack, and handing out his
( daughter sho won't into tho house with
Jakey, while tho farmer drove off to
find sheltor for tho horses. Ja]rey wish
ed to go with him, but his father bade
him stay with Souri,.
The woman Of the house was depress-
| ed. She was not strong, aud the oontin-
ued successive occupation Of the country
| by Union and Confederate troops for
| moro than year had completely worn
her out
And now another shifting was at
hand. At first she had spoken her SON.
timents freely. They were with the
Confederaoy, but lately she had come to
| endeavoring to find out the sentiments of
strangers before betraying her own.
Wondering whether sho was harboring
| Unionists or seccssionists, she began tC
question Jakcy.
"Recilon you uns live nigh bout
hyar, don't y, boy?''
| "Nigh ontcr tn Souuacl. "
''Let mo fill that kettle for you, D
said Souri,, seeing tho woman about tc
tal1e up wooden bucket she was scarce
ly ablo to lift. The woman suffered hel
and went Oh making inquiries Of Jakey.
'"Thur mixed over thar Some's Un.
lon, II somo's seccsh. Which air yer
paw"
"Waal. ben ter skule year, N paw
&c mought "a changed sonco I wont
away"
"Don't say 'mought, Jalzey, dear, -
said Souri,.
Tho woman looked at Jakey inquir.
ingly.
"Y' couldn't "a Earned much a,
skulo ef y reckon mans goin te1
change sides in this hyar fight TIL gil
wusser N wusser. Still of ye'd ben hya,
ye'd parnod tibet. Reckon y ben no til
to skulo2''
eve have been north-in Ohio, "
said Souri, as she put the kettle on the
stove
1t was midnight at tho little frame
house where slept the Slack family.
Farmer Slack was awakened by pound
ing at tho front door. Then he hoard
the woman by whom they were sheltey
I'd got up, and going to the door Jet
some ono IN. The partition was tbm,
and every word that was said could be
plainly hoard.
"Lordy, Ben, whar did y como
homp" asked the woman.
"Tullahomy.
"Whar y goin ter9'
"Up inter tho mountings."
"What fur2"
"Ter lay low till the armies move on
south. Thn we uns re goin ter hang
in tho tailens Of the Ynnks. Thurs bet
ter feedin than thur is behind Confoder-
ates."
"Oh, Ben, wish you'd stop this
business Go N jino ono O. tho armies,
I don't keor which. Only stop this kind
O. work. 4"
| Polly, you know Two boon driv to
4. What have thoy left us2 Nothin but
this house. Eff didn't rake among tho
refuso that tho Yankees leave bohind
'em, whar w'd you II tn children boz"
"But why air y leavin now Ben?
What does t all moan, tho mon goin
south9 Hain't tn goin ter fight at Tul.
lyhomyp"
"Thor gittin outen Tullyhomy this
very minute. -
How dye know?''
II kom from thar this afternoon.
Tho trains were goin outcn tho place
loaded with supplies. What's them
things doin thar2'
! Ho pointed to some Of tho belongings
Of tho Slack family. The farmer could
hear the woman caution hor husband to
speak low, but by that timo Slack's oar
was ut q crack.
"Ther's family hyar stayin all
night, sho whispered.
"Any oritters2''
''Two, but don't want " tor take
'em, Ben. It's onnateral. Thurs q
sweet young gal ez helped mo git sup