The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1900-05-27

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TO be touched by the common SOFT. That's
what all the heightened niggers think
know-I used to live down South. Where
did you skeer him up. Dutchy? Did you
have him made special for your guardian
angel?"
Come again, wild Swanchen-aud you
shall heart Flowtow said "Or. wait!
shall come back before the midnight We
will drink together, and have much games
and you shall play. AS for the mani
viii send him 70 company with his hor-e.
The darkenss shall teach him letter maa-
ners."
"Ho! I'll teach him myselfr Swan said
10 the sentry, as Flowtow gslloped off,
stepping past him TO the edge of the We
randa. There she begun &c. play-gay. ro-
licking tunes, that very shortly drew all
the oilers about her Presently she flung
down her fiddle, whirled about on tip-toe
and said, shifting vigorously: wait till
come back, everybody l feel il in my
bones that there's things to drink close
by"
She darted away. followed by chorus OF
uproarious laughter. But she did not seek
the cellar. In half a minute she had reach
ed picketed horse. and was whispering
TO the man standing beside it: Morris get
away-for Gods sake. Old man Nat will
know you-he has come back-he is COM
ing hereto see Flowtow, this very night.
That was 10, why didn't you keep quiet?
What did kiss more or less matter. You
have bought your freedom"
Some things one cannot buy" Morris
said. breathing hard. Swan. I shall stay
until you agree 10 go with me-"
You are crazy-crazy as a loonr' she
! cried. First to come here-then all
| those papers. 1 know what they are; so
| will old man Nat. He taught you re-
| member, the Murrel clan cipher, so you
| could write all sorts of things 10 me- Go
away, 1 tell you Flowtow will hang you
| at sun-up, as sure as he finds out how
| he has been fooled"
IF you will come with me- Morris
said, springfng into the saddle and hold
| ing out his arms. Swan thought a min
ute then waved him down. 81 must ride
and lead you with a haker," she said,
"or we shall never get past the pickets.
| 1 will say I'm driving you out of camp,
back to your own side, because 1 hate
| you Then, when we are outside
You will have to keep on" Morris said,
-doggedly. Swan shivered family.
I'VE will settle that as happens" she
said.
you art my wife still will never
let you go back" Morris said when the
last picket was 300 yards behind. Swan
had slipped from the saddle. and was
unbinding his hands. She had driven
him mercilessly, flourishing a silver
mounted derringer above his head. The
pickets had laughed at her, but had not
tried to stop her. 1t was only one of
Swans freaks, and Swan. in their eyes.
could do no wrong.
The two halted in broad clear road.
The moon shone so bright 1t was nearly
as light as day. AS the last knot came
loose. there was stir in the bushes at
the roadside-old Mats ambling mule
sprang through them, and old Nat him
self cried: so you've been a-spyin-eh,
Norris land your wife's helping you QUE?
| L,,k
though 1 can't stop you now. owe
your father a day in harvest!. 1 reckon
the times comm when 1 can pay in
full"
The last words came faint-he had set
the mule off in a headlong gallop Nor
ris sprang into the saddle, leaned down.
and 1natched Swan up before him. She
tried to writhe out of his arms-in three
minutes al the most the mounted pickets
would be otter him-how could he escape
with his horse doubly weighted?
BE quiet! Give me that piston he
said his mouth close to her ear: Weight!
You don't know Black Douglas as I do.
they could not catch him Jaded, TIC night.
he is wild horse-he has had nothing
but little niggiing trots since his run the
| other day"
"Therel 1 told you they were coming"
Swan cried, as they caught the sound of
shots behind and of hoofs, gathering in
volume. Morris laughed grimly and shook
his reins. Black Douglas knew what that
meant, He went away at q long stretch
ing gallop that quickened, quickened rhIo
the plunging fun run. His head was lo'T.
his stomach almost touched earth as he
stretched himself in long. leaping bounds
Now and again he snorted disdainfully-
once there was keen whinny of def
ance.
BLOOD tells. He knows 1t is a race"
Morris said patting the satin shoulder
| he hal alO ncf
his breast Her weight. thus over the
withers hardly told on the gallant beast
They had left the chase a mile behind
Morris was about to pull up and turn
Back Douglas nose a minute to the wind
when they heard sabres juggling down a
cross road 100 yards dead ahead
There is Flowtow himself" Morris SAID
Under his breath. Hold tight, Swan
now We have got to ride for our lives.
lie had neither whip nor spur. He must
trust solely to the speed and courage and
intelligence of his horse He hicked the
reins gently and gave a soft, low whistle
| Black Douglas reared as he heard it-then
lunged forward ana tore along the road,
devouring 1t flame devours dry stubble.
He shot past the cross roads mouth while
Flowtow and his men were thirty yards
away from it. They cried halt and fired
after him. The shots only urged him to
keep at his best speed. So did the thun j..
der of their hoofs behind.
Flowtow was nearly as well mounted but
his horse had been ridden hard before
the chase began. Still he pressed forward,
urging his gray with whip and spur, be-
yond the speed of all but two of the
best-horsed troopers. They had emptied
their carbines without effect. Flowtow
had a revolver, but the range was too
great-besides he had yearned to overtake
her and tear her bodily from the arms
of the man who had tricked him.
Rage over the tricking wholly swallow
ed up apprehension. He knew the chase
led him straight toward the Confederate
lines. On, on ne rode, the wind singing in
his ears his eyes fixed in straining gaze
on the space between him and his quarry.
1t had lessened-in little while he would