Omaha daily bee., 1896-03-22
ny Joel Chandler Harris.

Copyrighted. 1880, by Joel Chandler Hariis)
CHAPTER X CONTINUED.
The man called Teacher was neither
much hurt nor frightened, but he was weak.
So he leaned against me as I stood painting
for breath. There the White-haired Master
left him and turned his attention to the
men who were standing around. He called
them murderers and assassins and towards,
but they made little or no reply. The son
OF Old Grizzly, WHO was rubbing his shcu!-
der, made some kind of excuse. He said
he thought anybody had a right to hang
anybody else who was trying to make the
negroes rise and kill their masters.
But the man called the Tsache. hit the
saddle he was leaning against so hard with
his fist that It made me jump, and said
1t was a lie. He declared that ne mad told
the negroes to be patient, that %t1ouuands
OF good pepole were praying for them, and
that the time would come when they would
be free.
What do l care what he told the ne
groes? cried the White-haired Master.
turning upon the men. Don't y,u know,
you cowardly wretches. that will protect
whoever lives under my roof with my life?
Take yourselves off, and be glad that you
have escaped so lightly. | know all OF
you, and I'll have an eye on you hereafter
So said the White-haired Master. and the
men, making what excuses they could think
of, skunk away to where they had left their
horses tied.
Seeing the Gray Mare, my sister. stand
Ing near, / looked around for .he Son of
Ben All, but he was nowhere to be seen.
knew he was not far 5f. He was waiti g
till the men should get out of sight. Then
he came forth from the bushes. and in the
dark lifted the man Cn1lnl tha Toanb,r g.,
the back OF the Gray Mare, my sister.
And so we went back home, going slowly.
the mar called the Teacher riding the
Gray Mare, my sister, and the Son of Ben
Ali walking alongside to hold him in place
should his strength fail.
"Ihat is all. / saw no more OF the Son
OF Ben Ali until after the big fire.
When the house was burned?" asked
Buster John.
THE big house-yee, replied the Black
Stallion.
That was the time you broke down your
stable door, suggested Aaron, who was
working away inside the stable.
And came near catching the Son of Old
Grizzly as he went over the fence" said
the Black Stallion.
Mr.. George Gossett?" exclaimed Buster
John. why, he's an old man.
He's older than he's good,' remarked
Aaron.
Il heard a great noise,' said the Black
stallion-''the cows asking the mules what
the trouble was, the mules asking the horses
and the geese screaming and flying about
and so l broke down my stable door. Just
then l saw some one running through the
Held away from the house, and | tried to
catch him. He was too near the fence, but
I saw 1t was the Son of Old Grizzly"
why was he running through the feld?'
inquired Buster John. .
We'll" said Aaron, there was a fire
burning the house, and there was this
George Gossett running away. You can
put the two together II you want to, or you
can leave them just as the Grandson of
Abdaliah saw em-on burning the house
and the other running away"
Huh! he >sot dat house afre!' exclaimed
Drusilla; 'kaze l hear my nanny an OIL
Aunt Free Polly sesso.'
All this made Sweetest Susan open her
eyes In amazement-and they were very
bright and beautiful eyes.
"Oh, how could he be so cruel? ?" she cried.
HE thought the White-haired Master rode
him down that night on purpose said
Aaron, "and he had a good many other
thoughts"
The Black Stallion galloped to another
part Of the field, and Aaron said it was time
for the children to go to the house and fix
for dinner. So they went running along.