The commercial. (Union City, Tenn.) 190?-193?, 1901-06-28

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need not anticipate scenes and de
scriptions of drives, balls, boating
lawn-tennis, exquisite and cost,
costumes. and all that go to max
up fashionable society.
In central Georgia lived Joe
Frederick and Walter Halstead
two wealthy planters, whose broa'
fertile fields joined. Since boy
hood they had been firm and stead
fast friends, but at last their com
panionshlp was broken, and all OIL
account OF a division fence-some
thing that has severed many a warn
friendship, and caused many fou
murder.
Sam, about twenty-five years o
age, was the property of Frederick
while Melinda, over whose heaC
nineteen summers had passed, was
owned by Halstead.
'"Lindy," said Sam one evening
Il dun no whut we gwine ter do
honey. l axed Mars Joel if l cue
marry you, an he sed he didn't
kear f your marster didn't; so vii
mer heart goin' fliperty-hop, went
an axed him, an he sed he be
blamed f eny OBJ his niggers married
eny of de Frederick niggers. Now
whut we gwine ter do, honey?"
81 dun no, Sam" replied Linda
beginning to weep,
"Well, don't cry, Lindy; de good
Lawd will fix it sum way, f we only
trus' in Him"
II think Mars Walter mighty
mean" said Linda, drying her
eyes," ~ lnten' ter AK him mer'
self"
Don't do it, Lindy, said Sam
solicitiously. "He might git mad
an knock yer smack ober. =
Sam, I'll tell yer whut ter do,
cried Linda, her ebony eyes beam
ing brightly at the very thought
''You knows you sabed Mars Joel's
life once when yer killed de mad
dog. He Likely yer better dan eny
niger on de place, an he will dc
enything fer yer Now, you ak hin
ter buy me frum Mars Walter;
spects he'll do hit"
"Gollys, Indy! dat's so! I'll az
him dis berry night. You cum here
termorrer when de sunrise, an II
come and tell yer whut he SEE.
mus go now an feed de horses
But youse gwine ter glib me one e
dem smacks fore / go, amt yer?
"Spec' l hav' ter Sam, fur t
didn't you'd TAX it enyhow, yous
so much stoughten me.
Sam took the smack which wa
given with hearty good will, ant
as he started for the house the cir
enioined him to be prompt in film,
his engagement on the following
morning.
A good half hour before Apollo
smiling face peered above the east
ern horizon, Melinda was at tn
trysting place. After what seemed
an age to her, the burly form OF he
lover was deserted coming through
the corn. His step was less stead
and elastic than usual; and as h
drew near, she saw in his face ;
great disappointment and grief.
I'm feered hits bad news, Sam,
were her first words.
Sam no reply until he had clam
bered over the fence beside her, ant
given her kiss that nearly tum
bled her to the ground. Then he
said, sadly:
"Youse right, Lindy. Ise nearly
los all faith in de Lawd an cher.
thing else.
Don't go talkin' dat er way,
Sam. Ise much dispinted as 20.
is; but when you begin ter tall
bout going back on de Lawd Use
feered you'se gwinter do sumhr
wrong. Tell me all about hit
honey?"
"Well, / ak Mars Joel f he wut
buy yer, an sed he wud; so he wri
er note to Mars Walter AKIN how
much he wud take fer yer. Mars
Walter writ back dat Mars Joe
neber had money enough ter bul
yer. When Mars Joel read the not
he flew into an indignatus passum
an how he did cuss. He sed Mar
Walter amt got as much heart as
er rabbit. It's bin er long tim'
since hear Mas Joel cussin' dat e
way. Now, honey; whut we gwin'
ter do?"
I'VE shore is kerflumixed."
"Well, l got ter be gwine, Lindy
fur Mars Joel toll me ter cum RICH
back, fur he wants me ter go tel
town. My ole black hearts mos
broke, but I'll 'tinue to put m,
trus' in de Lawd. Now, yo'
be shore ter cum ter churcl
mex Sunday" and kissing he
again, he jumped from the fenc
and hurried in the direction of tn