The news & observer. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1894-current, 1896-03-08
CONTINUED from last Sunday.)
CHAPTER VIII.-(Continued.)

Gomez CdIled 1d1Oti+ IA1C you IllCb
afraid %
The crashing sound in the canes was
renewed more violently than ever, and
in moment the White Pig-the terror
of the plantation-burs from the
reeds with grunt that was nearly a
roar.
Gunner what dey call him pig
fer whispered Drusilla, The big
enough fer two hogs
And this was true. The White Zig
was not fat, but he was lean and tail.
He was not pretty pig by any means.
There was vicious twinkle in his
eve. His body was nearly covered with
mud, and one of his ears was gone,
having been torn away by dogs when
he was less able to defend himself than
now.
1T is long since I've seen you, Son
of Ben Ali. Humph! No wonder!
What am I?'
Aaron was about to say something,
but the quick, restless eye of the White
Pig caught sight of the children, and,
with a snort of mingled fear and rage,
he plunged into the cane-bralle again.
He ran little way, as the children
could see by the shaking of the reeds,
and tim stopped to listen. He heard
nothing but the loud laugh of Aaron
sent after him.
go them" cried Aaron. $50 and
stay. In the light here your shadow
will catch you. Go, then! The White
Pig that used to roam these fields with
me had neither the heart nor the feet
of a fox.
Presently,when everything was quiet,
the children could see by the shaking
of the reeds that the White Pig was
coming out again. But this time he
came no further than the edge of the
swamp. Nothing could be seen ex-
cept his head and shoulders, and these,
with one ear gone, were not as pretty
as a picture His bristles stood up
straight and stiff from fear or anger,
giving him raging appearance, and
he opened and closed his mouth Wei
ously.
"Humph! humphi' he said. who
are these, Son of Ben Ali, and what trap
have you set for me?"
.'Some little children armed with
broom straws,' laughed Aaron run,
White Pig, run. They will catch you,
sure!
..Boofi" cried the White Pig con-
temptuously 1.-THE Spotted Sow goes
about with her children sdueaIing be-
hind her. When did the Son of Ben
Ali take up the trade? Boof!"
s.When the White Pig became afraid
of his shadow" replied Aaron.
'sThen why call me?'' asked the
White Pig.
Aaron shook his head slowly. "You
are right he replied. why should /
call you at night, when ] have d bas
ket of new corn scattered for you?0
'sHumph," grunted the White Pig.
II call you because choose to. The
children yonder have seen the sign;
they have been touched. They know
who we are and what we are. Two be-
long by blood to the Little Master.
That is enough for me-
"Humph. Boot! Son of Ben Ali, it is
also enough for me. Goof! / have
seen them-they have seen .ne--what
more can / do? Why should / stay?
The mud in the swamp is soft and
cool, but here the sun shines hot
IF / had bag of corn" suggested
AARON
"I.say nothing, Son Of Ben Ali. see
ma corn ana the sun shines hot. What
am / to do?' 8
'sThese who have been tonchd and
who have seen the sign are here to
speaks with you. They came here to
tell yQau Of the time when you and /
lived in these fields together, sleep
ING and hiding IN the daytime, and
Slipping about at night.
The White Pigs bristles no longer
stood up.
"Humph!a he grunted. Il win go
wallow in the branch and wash the
mud off.
Hes gone ter wash his face and
hands an comb his hair" whispered
Drusilla II speck he gwine ter come
buliin' out'n dat swamp ter-reckly, an
den what we gwine do? IF he look
hard at me, I'm gwine ter fall right
fat on de groun' an holler loud ez
kin squat"
.'Well, ii you do that, said Buster
John, you'll scare him, and they say
that when wild hog is scared ne gets
mad"
II do know what I'm gwine ter do .
remarked DrusilIa, after q pause, dur
ing which she seemed to be thinking.
''But / tell you now, feel mighty quare.
III uG w " any TREE TDtII ISfG 4 ~
climb it er break my neck ,tryin'. You
all is de out doinest white chillun
ever heerd tell .un-comin' way out
here from yo' pa an ma DIES ter be
ripped up an kilt by great big oil
wiz hog"
You know the way back to the
wagon" said Buster John. Just GO
there and wait till We come. You
make too much fuss anyhow"
go dar by myself" exclaimed
Drusilla. mo, sub! You don know
me! wouldn't go cross dat hill dai
by myse'f not fer ham! Uh, uh!
know I amt got much sense, but
got mo- sense dan dat. / wouldn't
mo- dan git out err sight er you all TO
dat an White Pig would have me. Ht
may be gwine ter ketch me anyhow.
But ef he do I'll be right here whert
you all kin see me. You done brung me
en- ef ! git kilt you all be de 'casion III
ne AFa,.r4aYs am MtccffcC laua aafn.