Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1902-07-07
Continuation Of Chapter Ten.

The next day while the general was
seated on the porch Of the little hotel dis
cussing 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. Tom7"
SHOW you in a minutel I wish could
make you a handsomer present. general,
to show you how much ! think or you.
But I know yer weakness anyhow.
There's the finest lot er lightwood you
ever Eeedr'
Tom turned back some old bagging and
| revealed a pile of fat pine chips covered
with rosin, evidently Clipped carelully
out OF the boxed place Of live pine trees.
The general had two crochets' light
wood and water power. When ne g0t
hold OF a fine lot of lightwood suitable
for kindling fires, he would MI his closet
with Il. conceal Il under his bed, ana
sometimes under his mattress. He would
even hide II in his bureau drawers ana
wardrobe and take II out in little bits like
a miser.
Lord. Tom. that beats the world!'
Amt Il fine? Just smellG"
"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 a gift l would
apprecfate more. Old boy, II there's ever
a time In your life that you need friend
YOU know where TO find me-"
IT knowed ye'd like itl' said Tom with
a smile.
Tom. you're a man after my own
heart. You're feeling rich enough 20
make your, general a present when we
are all about to starve. You're man OF
faith. So am I. ! say keep a stin upper
lip and peg away. The sun still shines
the rains refresh, and water runs down
hill vet. 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 poweri Tom,
YOU may not know II. but do-we've got
water power enough to turn every wheel
in the worldi Wait till we get our har-
ness on It and make II spin and weave
our cotton-we'n feed and ciothe the hu-
man race. Faiths my motto. can haro-
" get enough TO eat now, but better times
are coming. A mans just as big as his
i 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 kindly toward an enemy
that fought as bravely and lost all. We've
got one country now and it's going TO
be a great oneI"
You're right. general faiths the
wordF'
l0Lls gUu 0on NV 80
from you touches me-"
The general pressed the old soldiers
hand with feeling. He changed his orders
from a 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 20 look into the faces OF
our great leaders. IL they are still out
lawed as rebels by the Washington gov
/ ernment''
"Ah, madam. I 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 pridel And always
the sameF The general bowed over her
| hand. ~
Yes, I haven't surrendered yet"
And you never will" 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. =
Il can't see IL. There is nothing but
suffering and ruin before us. These ig-
norant negroes are now being taught by
people who hate or misunderstood us.
| They can only be scourge to society.
I am heart-sick when I try to think of
l the futurei'
There was a mist about her eyes that
betrayed the deep emotion with which
/ she uttered the last sentence.
She was a queenly woman OF the bru-
| nette type with full face OF striking beau
/ ty surmounted by a mass OF rich chest
nut hair. The loss OF her slaves and
| estate in the war had burned its message
/ OF bitterness into. her soul. She had the
ways OF that imperious aristocracy Of
/ N nj rOnld
i ish. She was still incorporating upon
every issue that touched the life Of the
past.
She believed in slavery as the only pos
| sible career for a negro In America The
war had left her cynical on the future
| OF the new ''mulatto" nation as she called
| It. born in its agony. Her only child had
| died during the war. and this great sor-
row had not softened but rather hardened
her nature.
Her husbands career as a preacher was
now a double cross 10 her because 1t
! meant the doom OF eternal poverty. In
| spite OF her love for her husband and
her determination with all her opposite
/ tastes TO do her duty as his wife. she
could not get used to poverty. She hated
II in her soul with quiet intensity.
The general. was thinking OF all this
/ as he tried TO frame a cheerful answer.
| Somehow he could not think of anything
worth while to say to her. So he changed
| the subject
Mrs. Durham, I've called to ask your
/ interest in your Sunday school in a boy
who is a sort Of ward Of mine, young Allan
| Mcleod"
THAT handsome red-headed fellow that
looks like a tiger, I've seen playing in
the streets?'
yes, want you TO tame him"
well, I will try for your sake, though
he's a little older than any boy in my
/ class. He must be over Is"
Just Is. I'm deeply interested in him.
/ I am going TO give him good education.
/ His father was a drunken Scotchman IN
my brigade, whose loyalty to me as his
/ chief was so genuine and touching I
/ couldn't help loving him. He was man
/ Of fine intellect and some culture. His
Il trouble was drink. He never could get
/ up IN life on that account. have an
/ idea that he married his wife while on
| one Of his DRINKS. She is from down
in Robson county. and he told me she
| was related to the outlaws who have
/ infested that section for years. This boy
looks like his mother. though he gets
/ that red hair and those laughing eyes
from his father. want you to take hold
Of him and civilize him for me-"
''I'n try. general You know, 1 love
| boys
you'll find him rude and boisterous at
first. but I think he's got something in
| him."
.sPlI send for him TO come TO see me