The Florence daily tribune., 1899-02-11

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| them.
"Dick, " said fancy hoarsely, "d'you
mean that You're goin back from Your
| word, that you amt a-goin to mary
me?"
| he walked off
81 want to speak 10 you, -" said Janef
that night to the peddler. ''Cau Won
git up in the mornin befo' the folks il
stirrin?'
"Of course | can, when it's to meet
gal like you"
Privately he wondered at her paIlor
and lurid eyes.
/ Morning came AS the stars were
drowsily getting out OF the sun s way,
Janey and the peddler met by the
spring
lyon needn't lie to me. " said she
/ harsbly 1--WE found YOU out. You re
mp the Cumberland spyin for wildcat
stills. I'll take You TO one.
But, my dear. is this trap? Pm
nothiu but poor, harmless peddler
Come, then, my harmless peddler.
said the girl. with sneer, Fan I'll
show you somethin to make your mouth
| water I"
She struck through the woods, AMI
be followed, alternately blessing and
wondering ut his luck What thread led
! her he knew not Fallen logs lay in the
way, thickets opposed, dense foliage hid
/ all signs of paths, but ON she went,
above, around, amid, athwart obstacles
of every kind. And finally, girdled aud
| guarded by trees and rocks, was ths
hidden still, where the corn was chang
ed into the flowing mooushine that
maketh glad the heart of man.
The peddler could hardly keep back
a shout. He bad won his spurs 1t was
much larger concern than he had ex-
/ pected. Some hogs were roofing about
the sodden earth. The monotonous drip
| ping Of water mingled with the grunts
of these poetic animals.
fancy leaned against IA rock breathing
heavily The peddler thought he would
| about as soon touch wildcat as speak
to her. Nevertheless lie did.
! B'long Z your foksf' he said.
"'T b'longs to Dick Oscar. au yon
know it, - said the girl fiercely "Now
/ I'm goin back home
"Yo' don't know OF any more such "
said the insatiate peddler "lyin round
| loose up here?''
- We uone enough AN luoH mere
meep your tongue ue'"een your 'eetu'
Len 'na' ie'cheu y"u here' an you
WON see many more sun ups with tneh'
spy" eyes
Mr.. Pond was "A tolerable woodsman,
ana ne LED captain Peters and his scouts
] to the mountain still without tronhle
They were all there-the Bieylock boys,
the tather ana young Oscar Ihey were
naru at WORK ana, surprised, were
handouifed without the hring OF gun
Who so crestfallen as the toiling,
moiiing, moonshlners! VINO so 1ubilant
as the long whiskered captain he
would nave sung pseah had he known
now AS II was he ohewed great deal
Oh tooacco ana uhou1toneu ms flannel
SHIRT ior Expansion
Inc prisoners We're halted at the Biey
LOCK CABIN Tor baggage ana Roodoys
lhey were 10 go 10 Tue pehi'ehtiary'
MIS- bieyiock nnd Eliza wept ana
moaneo eheir iate' out fancy was sun,
her brown mas Veiiins the duii hre oil
her eyes
,'hney' my girl saia oscar draw
ing nor apart spoke up rough TO you
to'her DAY but ooh you MIND IL
Twarnt nutbln but jealousy.
hor eSes sol'epeu' Houht"ih phhhs'
as wen us some nue. iadles, CONSIDER
jealousy as trioute To their charms
| ferhaps II never come oack' SAID
he.
she seized MIN by the arm
DnoR' what can tney 90 TO you;
Duhho MOST hhely II XIII some
oouy sfyih TO gu away an De strung.
fancy burst INTO tears.
snouiant wonder II you married
one o the Jareds, he SAID, piling ON
'ne siooin'
Dioh Csch' prouiiseu To marry