Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1896-08-10
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-r-s <s sssss s1 S$ssi my frien, MT. Sanchun? That's tba way with them Cajuns, Aiken offered apoiogetically to lis guest. Amt pot sense enougk to know asghite man when they see o1sT." Grogoirc took her hand
 I'm mighty glad 10 see you, 'Tite Reine. he said from lis heart. She had for some reason been unable to sneak. Now i.he said somewhat hysterically:
 4o1 mus escuse me, NIista Gre goire. It's the truth. I didn know you frs stan'in lip there.
 A deep flush had supplanted the for mer pallof Of her face, and her eyes shone with tears and il concealed excitement
 l thought you all lived yonda in l Grant, remarked Gregoire earelessly. making talk for the purpose of divert ing Aiken's attention away from his wife's evident embarrassment which he himself was at loss to understand.
 Why, we did live a right smar. while i'll Grant, but Grant ain't no par. ish to make a livin in. Then I tried Winn an Caddo a spell. They wasn t no better. But tell you, suh, Sabine's d--d sight worse than any of 'em. Why, man can't git drink of whisky here without going out of the parish fer 1t or across into Texas Pm fxin to sell out an try Vernon :"
 Bud Aiken's household belongings surely would not count for much in the contemplated selling out. The one room that constituted his home was ex- tremely bare of furnishing-a cheap bed, q pine table and a few chains that was all. On rough shelf were some paper parcels, representing the larder. The mud daubing had fallen cut here and there between the logs of the cabin, and into the largest of these apertures lad been thrust pieces of ragged bagging and wisps of cotton. A tin basin outside on the gallery of fered tho only bathing facilities to be seen. Notwithstanding these draw backs, Gregoire announced his inten- tion of passing the night with Aiken.
 I'm jus goin to ask the privilege O iayin down yere oil yo' gallery tonight, MT. Aiken. My hess ain t in frs class trim, all a night res ain't goin to hurt him O me either. 7" He had begun by declaring his intention of pushing OH across the Sabine, but all imploring look from 'Tite Reine's eyes had staid the words upon his lips Never had he seen ill womanas eyes q look of such heart broken entreaty. He resolved on the in- stant to know the meaning of it before setting foot on Texas soil. Gregoire had never learned to steel his heart against q woman's eyes, no matter what ]an- guage they spoke An old patchwork quilt folded double and moss pillow which 'Tite Reine gave him made bed that was, after all, not too uneomfort- able for young fellow of rugged habits
 Gregoire slept quite soundly after he laid down upon his improvised bed at 9 o'clock. He was awakened toward the middle of the night by some one gently shaking him. It was 'Tite Reine stoop- ing oser him. He could see her plainly, for the moon was shining. She had not removed the clothing she had worn dur ing the day, but her feet were bare and looked wonderfully small and white. He arose on his elbow, wide awake at once. wy, 'Tite Reine, wat the devil you mean? " ere's yo' husban?''
 ''The house kin fall on i'm, ten goin wake up Bud wen he's sleepin. He drink too much Now that she had aroused Giregoire she stood up, and, sink