Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1897-06-16

"a OAC AASC AdHuS. CuTeUcnlH2 away 10
the right was a long row of negro
cabins, while to the left stood the barns,
stables, carriage houses and rice mill,
and ever the Ridge and on the bank of
| Ortop creek was the sawmill; this
same creek supplied the water with
which at certain seasons of the year
the rice fields were flooded.
Arrived at the house, a waiting negro
took the squire's horse, and he strobe
up on the piazza; at the door he was
| met by his daughter, beautiful, girl,
with large, black eyes, and an abundant
head of hair, hanging in .ringlets clear
| to her shoulders.
"Oh, father; you did not obey my
orders
Come here, child, and give your old
father a kiss; Lloyd and Herbert and
Fannie will be down on the Sunshine,
Sunday; now tell me, child, which will
you be the most pleased to see? my
friend. John Lloyd, the coy Fannie, or
Nephew Herbert? All, child, you are
young lady now, and young ladies
catch beauX, and beaux catch wives
All, Clarai'
|
catch Herbert Lathrop for beau, and
he need never set his to catch me for
"a wife, for he is a young man l not
only dislike but fear; Mr.. Lloyd is so
| different. like him we'll. and Fannie,
i she's treasure. Do you know, papa,
| j think our Clarence is in love with
! Fannie"
so, SO. Well then. if Fannie he in love
with him, l am well pleased John
Loyd's dollars and these broad acres
would go well together; but would
have my daughter make brilliant
match. Remember the lands and slaves
of the Hills, with few exceptions, all
go TO the eldest son. 1t is following the
English custom of our ancestors; true,
we generally find an odd penny to dow
er our daughters with, and the young
est son we make a man of letters, a
| preacher, or doctor, or put him in the
army. Tom chose the army, and will,
think, in time, do credit to it-but
you, my daughter, must marry man of
wealth."
"Abner," said Mrs. Hill, who had
| joined them, don't be putting mar
riage into my daughters head can
not consent to losing her for many
| years to come"
Nor shall you, mother" said Clara.
and as for DOVER" said Sophia Hill,
leave your last penny to your boys.
I've money enough and land enough
TO dover Clara Hill"
Why wife, so you have but
wealth's thing person can't have
too much of
I'll not, have my daughter wed
money-bag that she does not love and
live Life of torture. Let her marry
man, when she does wed, and I'll pro-
vide the dover to set them both af1oat in
| life
well said, my wife"
Don't be afraid, mother, dear. You
will not get rid of me for many days to
come"
ANY mail to-day, Abner?"
eyes, letter from Tom"
why do you say Tom when Thomas
! is his name? Tom is the name of a
negro or a cat. I'll not have my boy
called Tom. But what said he, Abner?"
''T-h-o-m-a-s is well, and will be home
the first of June on three months leave.
But here's the letter, wife"
There's John Corbett on the lawn
| I'm bound he wants something. Where
is Clarence?"
He said it was good day for fish to
bite and he took his gun and rod and
went off toward the creek with Uncle
Jobe."
Squire Hill passed out on the lawn
where the overseer was standing.
We'll, Corbett, anything amiss?"
| mo, squire, not much but Uncle
,Iobe's drowned
What No. and nothing amiss? 1
| should say there was. Jobe will be
missed sure. Not for plantation work,
/ know, for he's too old for that. Why,
Jobe was over seventy. He belonged to
hly father-trottedm me on his knee when
1 was boy-and now he's drowned
Well! WE'LL Nothing amiss! guess
if you go and tell his sister, Aunt Dinah,
about it, you'll think there's something
amisS."
MIR. Clarence has gone up to tell her"
| I'D sooner him than me, Corbett.
Anything else?"
Angus Brice sent word that he'd
| De mere with the schooner next w edneS-
day for the turpentine."
That's good. Bruce is as reliable as
the SUM-"
There's nothing else, squire. I've got
| forty of the hands workin' on the di-
vision banks and the main deck, repair
in'-ten's blowing on uplands, and Bill
Links got fifteen at the sawmill; there's
ten in the woods splittin' rails; the bal
ance is all workin' here and there
Everything's all right
What are you going to do, Corbett,
about Uncle Jobe?"
'Why, Clarence says that where he
| got drownded it's three miles up the
creek. nearly to the pond; it's too late
TO go up tonight, but your son said he'd
take some of the hands and go up in the
morning and drag for him."
That's all right, Corbett, if the ALI
gators don't eat him before that time;
but, as you say, BY the time they could
get there tonight it would be so dark
among those cypress and pines that
they could see nothing. Well, l pre-
sumo you've got things moving all
right, Corbett, so good night"
! Good night, squire"
fro BE Continued
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