The news & observer. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1894-current, 1902-02-09

running his tongue around inside OF his
checks when he saw anything or heard
anything that pleased him that was far
from intellectual in its suggestlveness.
When he did this one could not help feel
ing thai he was looking at young we'll
fed tiger. There was no doubt about his
being alive and that he enjoyed 1t. His
boisterous voice and ready laughter en-
phaslzed this impression
"Allen, my boy said the General when
he had examined his accounts, IF you do
everything in life as we'll AS you did
these books, you'll make a success"
I'm going to do my best to succeed,
General. ri not be a poor white man.
I'll promise you that
do you go to church anywhere?'
NO, sir; Maw's not member of any
church ard it's so far to town | don't
90"
well, you must go You must 20 to
the Sunday school, too, and get acquaint
ed with all the young folks. I'll speak to
Mrs. Dunhaln and get her to look after
you"
''All right, sir, III start next Sunday"
Allan was feeling just then in a good
humor with himself and all the world.
The compliment of his employer had so
elated him, he felt fully prepared to en-
ter the ministry if the General had only
suggested.
The next day while. the General was
seated on the porch of the little hotel
discussing his campaigns with Major
Grant, Tom Camp sent for him.
Tom took the General round behind his
house. with grave ceremony.
What are you up to, TOM"
"Show you in a minute! | wish | could
make you a handsomer present, General,
to show you how much / think of you,
But | know yer weakness. anyhow.
There's the finest lot er lightwood you
ever seed,'
Tom turned back some old bagging and
revealed a pile of fat pine chips covered
with rosin, evidently clipped carefully
out of the boxed place OF live pine trees.
The General had two crochets. light
wood and water-power. When he got
hold Of a fine lot Of lightwo0d suitable
for. kindling fires, he would fill his closet
with it, conceal il under his bed, and
sometimes under his mattress. He would
even hide it in his bureau drawers and
wardrobe and take ii out in little bits
like 2 miser
Lord Tom, that beats the world'
Amt 1t fine? Just smell?"
''Rosin on every piece Tom, you cut
every tree on your place and every tree
in two miles clean to get that! You
couldn't have made me gift l would
appreciate more. Old boy, IL there's ever
time in your life that you need a
friend, you know where TO find me-"
20 Il cot Wit 7,
smile.
tom, you're a man after my own
heart. You're feeling rich enough TO
make your General a present when we
are all about TO starve You're a man
Of faith. So am /. say keep a stiff
upper lip and peg away. The sun still
shines, the rains refresh and water runs
down hill yet. That's one thing Uncle
Billy Sherman's army couldn't do much
with when they put us to the test of fire.
He couldn't burn up our water power!
Tom. you may not know it, but / do
we've got water power enough to turn
every wheel in the world! Wait till we
get our harness on it and make it spin
and weave our cotton-well feed and
clothe the human race. Faiths my motto.
can hardly get enough to eat now, but
better times are coming. A mans just
as big as his faith I've got faith in the
South. I've got faith in the good will OF
the people of the North. Slavery is
dead. They can't feel anything but kind
Is toward an enemy that fought as brave
ly and lost ALL We've got one country
now and it's going to be great one!''
You're right, General, faiths the
wor6l"
Tom, you don't know how this gift
fl ON you touches me"
The General pressed the ole soldiers
hand with feeling. He changed his orders
from buggy to a two-horse team that
could carry all his precious lightwood.
He filled the vehicle, and what was left
he packed carefully in his valise.
He stopped his team in front of the
Baptist parsonage to see Mrs. Durham
about Allan Mcleod
Delighted to see you, General Worth
It's refreshing to look into the faces OF
our great leaders If they are still out
lawed as rebels by the Washington gov
ernment"
All, Madam, | need not say it is re-
freshing to see you. the rarest and most
beautiful flower of the old South in the
days of her wealth and pride And al
ways the same!" The General bowed
over her hand.
Yes, l haven't sufEmdered yet"
And you never WHY he laughed.
why should I? They've done their
worst. They have robbed me of all, I've
only rags and ashes left.
Things might still be worse, Madam"
II can't see it. There is nothing but
suffal.insy and ,.iin hafore ms Thasa ig-