The people's journal. (Pickens, S.C.) 1891-1903, 1901-09-26
CaptaiD r. a. MITCHELL
..,or NJ "Cbattanooga," "ChiolsamauSa," Etc.
uorncr tS Brothers.

distance, then, crossing the railroad
track, struck q road which bent to the
east.
"Captain," l said, 81. don't like the
direction you are going. If your III
tentiOns were not murdcrOuS, you
would take me to Huntsville and exam.
Inc into the charge against me. 1t np.
pears that you are taking me into the
| country to dispose Of me-"
81 am on my way to join my squad.
| ron near BrownsDOrough, sir, whore
| yo' will have an opportunity to face
| yo'r accuscr. If yo' are innocent, yo'Il
| have no trouble. Yo' can enlist in my
| company.'
'rhank you. Do I look like man
| sionY'
IL beg yo'r pardon, sir" And he lift.
ed his hat apologctically.
| had retained my GOODNESS thus far,
but confess did not like the sltua.
ton. AS southern man, used to
southern people, felt n certain conf.
| dcncc, yet If 1t were known that l was
Union officer | would be put out OF
the way without benefit Of clel Sy.
| Who was the man who had Informed
against me? What did he know? The
moro | thought about 1t the more in.
tense became my anxiety. Suddenly |
looked up and saw white tents. l
| knew Il: once by tho looks Of the camp
| that it contained one or two companies
Of cavalry. There was a railroad bridge
Ii near Ivy, crossing what l knew to be
Flint river. and judged that the cav.
al:y was guarding this bridge.
| | Enu forgotten my unlucky wound
| and was intent on the camp when,
pHSSin" under ovcrhanging branches,
q stiff Dough Scrapcd my arm, and |
felt at once that it had been Injured
told the captain of my fears, and We
halted to make an examination. TAX.
ing Off my coat, there, as l expected,
was stain &C fresh blood on my shirt
sleeve.
You needn't trouble yourself to muir.
der me-" remarked. "That wound IS
Il better enemy than all my others to-.
%CthCr."
The captain cast glanccs about him
for house. lie had no intention OF
numbering me or being ca party indi-
rHctly to my death. While he was
making Il survey Of the surrounding
country was twisting my handkcr-
chief above the wound.
Can you get to that plantation:" he
| asked.
| looked up and saw Il large manor
house about half mile distant, with
It's thanking rows of negro huts.
II can try it,
We mounted and rode on and in n
few minutes passed into the gateway
between imposing stone posts. proceed
ing by 4 winding way to the house. |
was glad to diSmount and get inside
the spacious hall out Of the sun. There
sat down on an old fashioned hair
cloth mahogany sofa.
y number Of white and negro chill
drrn. who were playing together as
contcntrdly rs If the pickaninnlcS were
not the property OF their fair skinned
p!nymatcS. stood gaping ut me. \ slim
man with Il determined mouth, at the
corners of which were marks OF to-
hAcco jllice-he turned out to be an
Grcrs2cr--un equally thin elderly wo-
man, whom had heard addressed as
Miss Pinklry, and quadrOon girl
mace up the group. | was sitting with
my head resting against the sofa back
the great winding staircase came Il
young Girl with shapciy petite figure,
q pretty oval face and an olive COM
. pl"N!on, from which two almond ShaD-
cd eyes flashed at me and the group
about me with the quintcssence OF as
tonisEmrnt Running her words to-
gcthrr in way peculiar to herself, she
asked:
'Whats the mnttcr?"
"Ihc gcntlcman's bleeding from a
wound in the arm Miss Jack" said the
quadroon girl.
"Who is he? What Is he? Is he 90
ing to die" She fired the words as If
they were bullets.
"Jaquclinc," put in the elderly lady
called Miss Pinklcy, "don't ask SO MANY
questions at once" Then she went up
stairs, rcmarking that she would bring
her smelling salts.
| II don't think I'm going to die lust
yet said, smiling encouragingly ut
the young girl whose interest had ex-
cltcd. Il received wound few days
ago and have had very bad luck with
1t. Anything that hits me never fails
to strike the tender spot"
why don't you lie down? CYNTHIA,
60 get pillows"
Cynthia, the quadroon girl, was en-
gaged Mt that moment trying to drive
away the children and did not ot oneo
obey. e'
.Cynthla' go get pillows" repeated
MISS Jaquellne, stamping her foot.
1t occurred to me that this younp
girl possessed an unbrided disposition
Cynthia. who was doubtless used to
her mistress way Of spcakine, went
for the pillows, and when they arrived
Miss Jack made me lie down, whether
would or not. and covered me with q
shawl, sprlnkling me all the while with
such warm shower OF devotion that,
| despite her iratc order to her maid she
| quite won my heart.
Looking out through the hall door,