Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1896-08-10
{ SABINE. :, KATE CHOPIN
lAA Anthnr.l

B KATE oH0piN'
 ; lsss, by the Author
 aalIiEnt' t '1,'' !" human labitation, Ii,
 illt @l 2 rude log cabin with 2
 g,T gss at one end was a very
 g one U out of Natchitoches
 d como ], sesn riding q great part
 pi hau hlaala,,eh D the big lonesome
 hy tlne fale'H He was not following
 s'9,ns, 9psas road but, led by his his
 flf l'n was pushing toward the
 bDsy,s sv Sgl Scircaitous paths through
 Ii1r pine forests; .,,,;n in tba
 1Ds ss,pprOached the capln m ene .
 y ,aaPgPiisoovered behind 8 palisade
 D,ings an old negro man chop
 hta ,ncle?' called out the
 fdI, lI,., rsining his horse. The
 tlss, 'laa ID in blank amazement at
 I9sta lstSa Ir m apparition, but he only
 qs'lsa @How p you do, suh?' accom-
 a <, sneech by a series of polite EsHvss yere''', ,,,... .,,.+ live K, Mas Bud Aiken wat live ElI < Mr. Bud Aiken kin affo' 'ad |'''' nap m to chop his wood, I reckon rr1dge me 8 bite O. suppa an E.ssurs E res on his gall'ry. Wat < ole man?' ,4 ' sr d dit Mas Bud Aiken don t " lasta r chop 'ood. Eff I don't chop 'ls ls His Iii wife got hit to do. Dat wy ]. z bod, suh. Go right long ill, 2. rr;ne fine Mas Bud some 'eres iga0 pss 0sin,t drunk an gone to bed. ' 's'ire, : ir glad to stretch his legs, dis. aud led his horse into the small \, Y which surrounded the cabin. " 's.mDt. vicious looking little Texas topped nibbling the stubble there Il5a Isln5aaliciously at him and his fine, I,r,s as they passed by. Back of : md running plumb up against .svood. was a small ragged speci- fs cotton field.
 ,oire was rather undersized, with \. well knit figure, upon which tbes sat well and easily. His cor H0users were thrust into the legs ls He wore q blue flannel His coat was thrown across the Inhis keen black eyes had come led expression, and he tugged fully at the brown mustache lhtly shaded his upper lip.
 rs trying to recall when and ghat circumstances he had before he name of Bud Aiken. But Bud limself saved Gregoire the trou- further speculation on the sub- s appeared suddenly i'll the small 7, which his big body quite nd then Gregoire remembered. as the disreputable so called rho a year ago had run away i'd married Baptiste Choupie's 5 aughter, 'Tite Reine, wonder on iere in Natchitoches parish. A cture of the girl as he remem- T appeared to him. Her trim, figure; her piquant face, with oy, black coquettish eyes; her acting, imperious ways that had for her the nickname of 'Tite Little Queen. Gregoire had her at the 'Cadian balls that he es had the hardihood to at pleasing recollections of 'Tite nt a warmth that might other Ve been lacking to Gregoire's s when he greeted her husband. 'e l fine you well, Mir. Aiken, !" med cordially as he approached nded his hand.
 find me d---d porely, suh; but ot the better O me, ef I may so swas a big, good looking brute, traw colored horseshoe" mus ito eoneealing his mouth and a lays growth of stubble on his nee. He was fond of reiterating len's admiration had wrecked quite forgetting to mention the sustained influence of "Pike's s and other brands, and quite
 
 certain inborn propensities T wrecking unaided any ordi- Ience. He had been lying down ga frouzy and half asleep. may so say, you've got the bet MT. -ern-
 en-Gregoire Santien. I have ure O. knowin the lady you suh, an l think I met you befo' Q O mother, D Gregoire added
 drawled Aiken, waking up, lem Red river Sanchuns!" And at the prospect be- or enjoying the society of one 4ntlen boys. "Mortimerln he ringing chest tones worthy a CT at the head of his troops. had rested his ax and appear nf nfa.
 ls.enlng to their talk, though . Tar to hear what they said.