Arizona republican., 1901-02-23

What do you want?'
 An 'hab yD' fo'got de o.e man. Ma'se?"
 What! Cupe and Dinah."
 An Susie Ma'se, an Susie"
 Who is Susie?'
 "Doan yo' know de chile?"
 No; and l don't care to know her, When did you get back. Cupe?"
 Look ag de honey gearl" said the negro, ignoring the question. To at de chile. Mas"
 Something in the tone of the old ne- gro startled the owner of the house. He put his finger under the chin of the child, turned her face up to the light and gazei d'cwn into her wondering eyes. The eyes In the smoke wreath were on him again. The face in the window was now a face in the room. A twinge of pain that did not escape the quick eye of tupe passed over his coun;enance, memory served the man truly. and in a flash he saw a child in the arms of h seeohng WI man, and he rems mh=red. too, that mother and child had passed out into the night, out of his sight, out of his life.
 No. Cupe. do not know her." he said. and turned to the negr'. Now answer my question. When did you get tack?"
 Again the negro drew the attention of the man to the girl. 'Doan yo' feet de muddah ob de chile?"
 "No; l care nothing for either the child or It's mother. What brings you here to-nght?"
 G,ancing about the room the negro caught sight of a hand mirror. left on the tabl, by one of the young ladies Picking it up he handed it to the man "Lu1k into de glass, Ma'se see de eyes dat look back in yoah face an den l5ok at de ey,s ob de chile"
 A flush spread over Mr, Manley'' face; he raised his. clenched fist, bu inc negro making no motion to avoid the blow. said in a low, respectful tone:
 Deed, Mase. Cupe doan mean nc disrespec' Look at da eyes ob de chil, an lC.k in de glass an den look at dc face ob de chile an t'ink ob de woman yu' dubbed in York State. an who follu, yo' back { KaintuCk. She trampeC into de night a lone w man, wid yoaf chile in her arms. from dis sama room.
 The hand of the man trembed h, dropped the glass and sank into q chair Tn negro closed the doc and locked 1t. gazing constantly at the man, who for a moment made no effort to ren, W the conversation "Ole Sukey," continued Cupe, ''wh, buy her freedom. saw yo' in Sah'tog' wil de muddah Co de chile, She wa bright an 'pritty. an de smile wah or her face
 Manley's anger blazed out. "Cup' Hardman when morning comes you i back snail answer for this night! work Out of my house. yru impuden vagabonds Back to Canada, back witt that brat. or bV God I'll-" The negro sank upon his knees am | held up his hands. "Cupe an Dinai raised yo. Ma'sc on de ole Hardmal ] fam. Dey Tub yo' rrw as if yo' wal dah own chile. Min VI not de stor! oh 70 own life? Lis'n ( Cupa befo' yo | dribe dis little chile way. Yo Muddal an yo' pap -nce libbed in Strngtown | Dey wah poo people. Ma 'se. an yo | wah wee babe. Den ir slckn s | came to yoah house. an den def | Bof yah muddah an y,lA pap wal | carried ( de grah-yard. An den n' | ma sp say: 'Dnah, kin yo' raise q orfing Stringtown chile'' and Dinah sl. i 'Es easy ( raise two chllcn cs un = An mas brung yo' hom nex day, a lIttl ! boy Wid great cyes-no uddah chile bu yoah own kin hab sech eyes" an 1 Cupe glanced at Susie. An yo' grey up long wid de chile I lobe go well, d | boy whose muddah die long go. Bu | dah wah no use tryin'. yo' two boy i wah cross grained and tough, yo' figh ! an bite an raise de debbil, an at las ! sep'rate-yo' know why. De fam wa ] not big huff fo' bof ob yo'. Ef cbah v 1 had stepped foot on he ole place ahftaI ! de las act yo' did. Ma'se Hardman 'u' | hab killed yo' suah But he k CD hi mouf to hisse'f fo' de honah ob de fam | ly. Ma'se Hardman gib yo dis fan when yo' turn way; de Ian wah rle | an yo' wah smaht; ct am biggal | fam now. To am a fine ga'nman rich man, Ma'se."
 "Well. but why are you here, Cupe? 1 said Hr Manley Why ar, you her tonight? Do you want help, money" | The negro shook his head. What is it, Cupe?"
 Pointing to the child, the black man | still kneelng said:
 Look at de Susie chile. doan lool at Cupe."
 "I have never en the girl before l Cupe; I swear by the Lord"
 Cupe held up his hand "Doan sw'ai ct out. Ma'se" Then he added; "Sh ! hab no muddah.'
 Well"
 "She needs a faddah.' Tho man raised his fist, but Cup again held out his defenseless hand "She needs de name
 What damned scheme is this? Mig ger Cupe by God I'll stretch your necl on the old elm in the back pasture sur, as heaven lets me live till morning. Gu out of the room, When daylight come! the hounds will be on your track. No movement was made by the kncel ing negro; with upStretched hands. un covered head, he looked beseechnGl! upward Down the cheeks of hi | wrinkled face tear trickled.
 You shall be thrashed until you | back is bloody as sure as the Lord
 He was again interrupted by tho kneeing black. who held up his hand | the palm exposed. See yo' de scar il de han ob Cupe?'