The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1899-03-11

and ! see his game. He's spy, and
Eliza's IA fool"
She knew that she had heard enough 10
10 put them al on their guard. A passion
ate exultation fired her blood as she thought
Of the service she should render Dick Oscar,
his praise, the reward Of his rude kisses.
But, alas for Janey! Something had
rullled her sweetheart's temper when they
next met Before she could approach the
subject of which she was full stinIing
words had passed between them.
"Dck," said Janey hoarsely, ''do you
mean that you're going back from your
word that you ain'ta-goug to marry me =
"Marry you !" said Mr.. Oscar, and ne
walked off.
81 want to speak to you," said Janey
that night to the peddler. Can you git
up in the morning before the folks is stir
ring?"
"Oi course I can, when it's to meet gal
like YOU
Privately he wondered at her paIlor and
lurjd eyes,
Morning came. As the stars were dlow-
silly getting out Of the suns way, Jancy
aud the psddler met by the spring.
You needn't lie to me, said she harshly.
'I'ye found you out. You're up the Cum
berland spying for wildcat stills. Ill take
you to one"
bat, my dear, is this a trap? I'm
nothing but q poor, harmless peddIer.
Come, then, my harmless peddler,"
said the girl, with u eneer, and I'll show
you something to make your mouth water.'
She struck through the woods, ana he
followed, alternately blessing and wonder
ing at 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, arouud,
amid, athwart obstacles OF every kind. Ard
finally, girdIel and guarded by trees and
rocks, WAS the hidden still, where the corn
was changed into the flowing moon3Aine
that maketh glad the heart of man.
The pedder could hardly keep back a
shout. He bad won his spurs 1t was a
much larger concern than ne expected,
Some hogs were roofing about the soddcn
earth. The monotonous dripping of wafer
mingled with the grunts OF these poetic
animals.
Janey leaned against a rock breathing
heavily. The peddler thought he would
about as soon touch wildcat as speak to
her. Nevertheless he did.
"Beong to your folks ~ he said.
cit belongs TO Dick Oscar and you know
it," said the girl iercely. Now Pm go
ing back home"
"You don't know of any more such, !"
said the insatiate peddler, Lying around
loose up here"
'I've done enough. And look here
Keep your tongue between your teeth. Tell
that fetched you here, and you won't see
many more sun ups with them spying
eyes"
Mr.. Pond was a tolerable woodsman, aud
he led Captain Peters and his scouts to the
mountain still without trouble. Taey
were all there-the Bleylock boys, the
father and young Oscar. They were hard
at work aud, surprised, were hand. cuffed
without the firing of a gun.
Who 80 CT estfallen as the toiling, MOL
ing, moonshiners? Who so jubilant as the
long whiskered captain? He would have
was be chewed a great deal Of tobacco and
unbuttoned his flannel shirt for expansion
The prisoners were halted at the Bley-
lock sbn for baggage and good-bys. They
were to 60 to the penitentary.
Mrs. Bleylock and Eliza wept and moaned
their fate ; but Janey was still, her brown
lids yelling the dull fire of her eyes.
"Janey, my grl," said Oscar, drawing
her apart, 81 spoke up rough to you the
other day. But don't you mind it. 1t
wasn't nothing but jealously."
Her eyes softened. Mountain pinks, as
well as some fine ladies, consider jealousy
as tribute to their charms.
perhaps I'll never come back, ," said he.
She seized him by the arm.
"Dick, what can they do 10 you %
"Dunno. Moss likely I'll kill some
body trying to git away and be strung"
fancy hurst into tears.
"5houldnt wonder if you married one
OF them Jarels," he said, piling on the
gloom.
"Dick Oscar, l promised to marry you,
and don't 20 back on my word"
ono, ard don't" cried Dick. "There
ain't rs pretty a shaped girl as you on the
Cumberland, and il ever | do git back"
He whispered the rest in Janey's ear, aud
she chung to him, blushing a deep, deep
rose
There's jest one thing want to know, :"
said old Bleylock as they tramped to Nash
vile. GLOW did you find us?
The captain laughed.
"Been entertaining peddler, haven't
you? Which one of your gals did he max e
up to-"
| Father and brothers sRore Dick Oscar