The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1902-03-09

I ask a Yankee Tor It for myself. but I could
beg for Mrs. CASTOR"
ut may be possible. hut where am I to
get the none for a telegram n a
ttcket?'
Surely you can borrow some here"
Il don't know a man tn the county who
has It,"
Then go to the young Commandant OF
the post here. Tell him tho facts. Tell
him that a widow OF a brave Confederate
soldier IS about TO be turned out Of her
home because she can pay the taxes
levied by this Infamous negro govern
ment- He knows its corruption IS wen as
you do. Ask him to loan you the money
for the telegram AMI tho ficket."
I'll do IT."
The preacher seized bis cat and made his
way as fast as possible to the camp. The
young Captain heard his story with grave
courtesy.
Certainly. DOCTOR" he said "Tn loan YOU
the 80 with pleasure. 1 wish / could do
more to relieve the distress of he people.
Believe me. sir. the people Of the North
do not dream OF the awful conditions Of
the South They ase being fooled by the
politicians. Ill thank God when I en-
relieved Of this lob AM get home. What
has amazed me Is that You hot-headed
Southern people have stood It thus far. I
don't know a Northern community that
would have ardur, d f."
"N- >oPtniHs ~ pcOplS AI0 ne2fI61Ck or
bioodshed. They surrendered In good faith
and believe that life under the old flag
would be best They couldn't foresse this.
If they had"
The preacher paused. his eyes crew misty
with tears. and he looked thoushtfully ont
on the blue mountain peaks that doomed
range after range in the distance until the
last bald tops were lost in the clouds.
But II General Lee had Dreamed Of s,cb
an infamy being forced on the South two
years after his surrender. as this attempt
10 make the old slaves the rulers of their
and TO destroy the AnRIo-Saxon
of the Eouth-he would have
Withdrawn his armies into that Appalachian
mountain Wild and fought till every white
in the South was exterminated."
That night the preacher hurried on hi,
way to Boston.
The days dragged slowly one after an
other. and still no word came to the anxious
waiting woman. 1t was only two days now
until the day fixed for the sale.
In vain she waited for a letter or a te,e.
gram from Boston. Charlie went faithfu,Iv
asking Dave Haley. the Postmaster. two or
three times on the arrival Of each mail.
I tell ye there's nothin' fur ye,' he yel,ed
as he glared at the boy. EFF We don't m
way from that winder, III pitch We out the
The scoundrel had recognized the letter
W ~ "iuoW III DOCtOr lurlam'a
handwriting and had hidden it, suspectine
its contents.
When the day came for the sale Mrs. Cas-
Ton tried to face the trial bravely. But 4.
was too much for her. When she saw a
great herd OF negroes trampling down her
ioWers. laughing, cracking vulgar jokes.
ana swarmtng over the porches, she sank
leebly into her chair, buried her face in her
hands and gave way to a passionate food
VI tears. She vas reused by the humping
OF heavy feet in her hall. and the unmistak-
aDie odor OF perspiring negroes. They had
begun to ransack the house on tours Of in
spection. The poor woman's head dropped
ana she fel to the floor In a dead swoon.
There was a sudden charge as Of an
armed host. the sound OF blows. q wild
scramble. and the house was cleared. Aunt
Eve with a fire shovel, Charlie with a
broken roe handle. and Dick with a big
whip had cleared the air.
Aunt Eve stood on the front doorstep
shaking the shovel at the crowd
'Des put yo big fat hoofs In dis house
I'll split yo heads wide openi You
black ~cattle,'
..Da. We wiIl,'' rallied Dick. as he cracked
he whip at a little negro passing.
Charlie ran into his mothers room to
Zee what she was doing. and found her ly-
across the floor on her face.
Aunt Eve. come quick, mammals dying!'
he shouted.
They lifted her to the bed, and Dick ran
'or the doctor.
Doctor raham looked very grave when he
had completed his examination.
Come here. my boy. / must tell you Same
lad news"
Charles big brown eyes glanced up With
startled look into the doctors face.
Don't tell me she's dying. doctor. I can't
tand it."
w. lzs~- Ao~lr III. h--l v1,,s.a OAf
to be a man now, my son, you Will
Ioon be Is You must be brave. Your
mother will not live through the night
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