Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1900-06-19

mo. sub: I don't 'spect ter. But fz'
lax ter lay my ole bones en- de oil
manneh fahm wha' de mahsteh an d.
missls Is sleepln; yes. sub, ] would"
Russell put business aside and will
Il the stereotypcd rule In such cases
made and provided. An application fo
half fare account charity" shoult
have come from the proper official o.
the county court, but he waived th'
| formallty.
"what is your name, auntyT h'
asked. dipping his pen.
"Sephny Dickson. sub yes. sub
Tank you kin'ly. suh."
Dickson" II was q family name II
which the passenger agent was deeply
interested for cause.
| "Yes. sub: Sephny Dickson"
Russell filed out the order for hal
rates. but when the money stage o
| the small transaction was reached the
little heap Of nickels and dimes whicl
| the old woman took from knot In th'
corner Of her kerchief was all too
small. and the charitable causewa!
broke down In new place.
Ts that all you have. auntyT
"Yes. sub: ev'y las picayune, sub"
at isn't half enough. even for tb'
half fare
The dim. old eyes filled with tears
"Dat's-dat's des what I'ze skeered OF
sub. 'Spect I'ze des got ter tromp I
after all. How fur Is It, mahstebT'
Russelrs hand sought his pocket, bu
something In the old woman's manner
made him withdraw Il empty. "lt'i
too far for you to walk. Can't yo'
stay here till you've earned money
enough to pay the half farer'
Oats whut I'ze layln of ter do tive
tried. yes. sub: but I'ze mighty ole nj
no count, an de white folks dey wants
de young ones nowerdays-ycs. sub
dey does"
Russell recalled something which hat
been said on the occasion Of his lates
visit to q certain hospitable household
on the hIther slope Of old Lookout.
"Can you cook. auntyY' he queried.
81 kin dat, sho'ly. suh."
"Would you like to get place In
good family here for awhiler'
"'Deed I would dat! Mo- 'speshull!
| ef dar's any chillun."
Russell smiled under his musfach'
| and wondered IL certain young LADY
he VOTED OF. a young woman who hat
recently attained to the dignity Of be
ing her fathers housekeeper. woult
consent to pose as n child for Aun
Sephny's benefit. Then he took hi!
courage In both hands and wrote
note:
"Dear Miss Lois-l heard you sa!
the other evening that you would b.
glad to get one Of the old time. befor'
the war .mammies' for house serv
ant. Here IL one who stumbled Int
the office q few minutes ago. and
hope she will impress you us she hai
me. She will II you'll give her
chance to work upon your sympathies
VIII you pardon the liberty I'm takinI
and send her back to town II you d.
not want herr
When II was written and inclosed
he found his hat and closed his desk.
"Come with M. and I'll put you oil
the street car" he said. II think
know Of place for you"
The shadow Of Chattanooga's grea
sentinel mountain was marching on
across the valley when Russell board
ed the incline car at st. Elmo tina
evening. He was to be dinner gues
at the Dicksons', and when he droppet
from the ascending car at the end o
the white paved battlefield b0ulevart
the majors daughter was there to NEE
him. She was q sweet faced younl
girl Of the type known to our forbear
as winsome. and to the young Illinol
san the four mile pilgrimage from
| Chattanooga to the mountains was Ion
| only in its retracing. None the les
there was q ny In bis pot OF ointmen
In the shape Of an old fashioned pear
ring worn on q suggestive finger o
Miss Dickson's left hand. the gift
some one bad told him, Of q cousil
gone to light the Spaniards. The rim
was In evidence when be shook bands