The times., 1897-04-11

mistaken. He's dark enough for to be a
niger, but he amt got the right color, an
| he amt got the right countenancc, an he
| amt got the right kind of ha'r, an he
| amt got the right kind of twang to his
| tongue"
MI FuiIalove paused for moment to
| see what effect this would have on the
young men. Then he went on:
Il heard dog whinin' out thar in the
| bushes, but 1 didn't pay no attention to it..
Then / stoops down for to git splinter
| for to light my pipe, an when look up thar
! was this big tall ll-well, you can call him
| 'nigger' ef you want to. / come mighty
| nigh jumpin out'nmy skin. draptsplinter,
! pipe, hat. an eve 'ything else you can
| think OF, an cf the man hadn't "a retched
| down an picked 'em up dunno as I'd "a
! found EN- by now. L amt had sech turn
well, not seHce that night when the worm
| got chugged up an the cap of thestill blow'd
! Off,
'Helor says ], when did you git in?
| You might "a Knocked at the door, says l..
tried for TO make out l weren't skecred,
but 'twant no go. The man-nigger or
ha'nt wlrchsomever 1T might "a been =
know d cen about as well as 1 did that he'd
! skeered me Says he, win you please, sir,
give me as much as spoonful of low
wines for TO rub on nay legs says he I've
been on my feet SO long that m y limbs are
sore, says he"
Why, touby shore L will,' says l, 'ef
you'll make affydayy that you'll not creep
up on me an skeer me out'n two years
growth says l. You may not believe
me- Mr. Fullaloye continued, solemnly,
but that man stood up thar an never
cracked a smile. 1 got one of them half
pint tickiers an let the Iow-wines run in
it hot from the worm. He takes 1t an set
right on that log thar an poured it in his
han an ruDbeait on his legs. Now, ef that'd
a been one OF you boys yol'd "a swalier'd
| the low wines an rubbed yourlegs wi the
bottle
George Gossett knew that the man Mr..
Fullalove had seen was no other than
Aaron, the runaway.
Which way did he go, Uncle Jake?'
George inquired.
Make inquirements of the wind, child!
The wind knows lots more about 1T than
me- The man bowed, raised his right
han in the ar, taken couple of steps,
an -fwiff-he was gone! Whether he
floated or flew, I'll never tell you; but lie
done uther one cr t,other, maybe BOTH
''i'd give $50 billif / conldshave been
here!'' exclaimed George G0ssett.
''On what bank. Gossett?', asked one Of
his companions.
ION a sandbank," remarked Mr. Fulla-
love. sarcasucany.
And III give a SO bin to know which
way he went" said young Gossett, pay
ing no attention to gibe or sarcasm.
PLANK down yOurmoney,' exclaimed Mr.
Fulljfove.
The young man pulled bin from his
pocket, unrolled it and held it in his
hand.
He went the way the wind blowcd! Gil
me hemoney, said Mr.. Fullaiove, solemnIy.
Whereat the young men laughed loudly,
but not louder than Mr.. Fullalove.
''Some of your low-wines must have
slipped do wn yourgoozle, remarked George
Gossett, somewhat reseptfully.
Later, when the young men We're patrol
ing the plantations in a vain search for
Aaron, their leader remarked
THE niger that old FuIalove saw was
pap's runaway
But" said one, the old man says he
wasn't a niger"
''Shucksl Fullalove's so old he couldn't
tell mulatto from a white man at night.
You needn't tell me; that Niger hangs
around the AberCrombie place, and if
we1I hang around there we'll catch him.
So they agreed then and there to lay
siege, as it were, to the Abercrombie
place every night until they succeeded
either in capturing Aaron or in finding out
something definite about his movements
10 Gil n M IN al cArfC q
weather and under all sorts of conditions.