The morning times., 1897-03-07
Brindle and Aaron.

foner yor ter de landin' en- den turn
right roun' in his tracks en- go back?"
"Tll hide ia the big swamp replied
Aaron.
.Hider' exclaimed Uncle Andy. Don't
you know dey done foun' out war you stays
at? A'er one er dem GOSsett nigsers'h
swan der souls salvation fer er bellyful er
yittles Ef dey wuz ter ketch YOU des dry
so, I'd be sorry fer you, but eff you SWlne
ter run right in de trap, you'il halter I'M
someone else fer ter cry after you. You
put me in min er der rabbit. Man come
long wild his dogs, en- jump de rabbit out
er his warm bed, en- he done gone. Dogs
take after him, bJJ dey amt no whar. lie
done ont er sight Den dey trail i'm en-
trail i'm, but dat amt no good. Rabbit
Man stan right still and wink
one eye De dogs trail en- trail, en- 1t
seem like dey gwine out er heann'.
He take his stan right at de place whar
rabbit Jump fun. II prime his gan en- Wink
de ter eye En-, bless gracious! fo' you
know it bang go de gun ca down drap de
rabbit Stidder gwine on bout his ousi-
ness he done come back en- de ma1 bag I'M
Dat zackly de way you gwine debut go
on go oni De specSled pallet hoilered shoo
ter hawk. but what good did dat do?'
BY this time the bateaI had floated under
a tree that leaned from the river bank over
the water. Aaron laid his oar in the boat
and steadied il by holding 80 limb. Then
he turned to Uncle Andy.
Maybe some day L can help you. SO
long"
He lifted himself into the tree. As he
did so a dog ran down the bank whining
Waltz cried Uncle Andy. Wait, en-
look out / hear a dos in de bushes dar.
Eff it's Simmons dog drap back in de
boat en- I'll take you right straight to Sally
Ward.''
Its my dog" said Aaron. "He been
waiting fer me- 1t was Rambler.
'sDesso wish you mighty well, honey"
With that Uncle Andy backed the Doat out
into the river, headed it down stream,
andaided thecurrentby an occasional stroke
OF his oar, which he knew well how to use.
Standing on the hill above the river,
Aaron saw that the red signal lights in the
east had beenput out, and it was now broad
day In the top of pine quarter of
mile away faint simmer OF sunlight
glowed a moment and then disappeared.
again IL dDIttdItu. anu lliis lilliC ~ Fhcs
He stood listening, and it seemed to him,
thathe could hear in the far off distance the
faint musical cry of hounds. Perhaps he
was mistaken perhaps it was fox hunters
pack, or, perhaps
Bcturne and moved apidly tothe Swamp,
which he found wide awake, and ready
toreceive him. Sovigorous was the Swamp,
and so jealous of its possessions, that it
rarely permitted the summer sun TO shine
uro1 its secrets. If a stray beam came
through, very well, but the swamp never
had fair glimpse of the sun except in
winter wlren its glare was sEorn of its heat,
all the shadows pointing TO the north where
the cold winds come from.
Atmidday, iu the season when the Swamp
was ready for business, the shade was
dense-dense enough to give the effect of
twilight. At sunrise, dawn had hardly
made its way to the places where the
mysteries wandered back and forth, led
by Jack-o'- o'-the-Lantern. But the Willis
Whistlcrs knew when dawn came in the
outer world and they hid their shriIl pipes
in the canes and disappeared; but the mys-
teries still had an hour to frolic-an hour
in which they might dispense with the
found them there-all his old friends and
new one, the old brindle steer to whom he
sometimes gave handful of salt. rhe
brindle steer was supposed to be superan-
uated, but he was not. He had the hollow
horn, as the negroes called it, and this had
made him thin and weak for time, but
he was now in fair trim, the Swamp proving
to be a well-conducted hospital, stocked
with an abundance of pleasant medicine.
He was not OF the Swamp, but he had been
takenin out of charity, andhe was the more
welcome on that account. Moreover, he
had introduced himself to the White Pig
in sugar-cane patch, aud they got ON
fsmousiy togcther-one making luscious
cuds of the green blades. and the other
smacking his mouth over the sweets to
be found In the stalks.
Aaron was glad to see the Brindle Steer,
and Brindle was so glad to see Aaron that
he must needs hoist his tail in the air and
lower his horns, which were remarkably
long and sharp, and pretend that he was
onthe point of making q charge, pawingthe
ground and making a noise with his mouth
that was something between a bleat and