The Montgomery advertiser., 1903-02-22

Then, what in the world will I do?' Mir. Sanders asked with a laugh. He was perfectly familiar with the tactics of the Colonel.
 Well, there wasn't any smallpox or measles at my house when l left day be- fore yesterday. Suppose we go there, and see if there's anything tie matter. If the stable hasn't blown away or burned down, maybe you'll find place for your horse, and then we can scuffle around maybe, and find something to eat.
 Mir. Sanders turned his horses head in the directiop that Colonel Blasengame was going, and when they arrived at his home, he stopped at the gate. "Mr. Sam ders," he said, taking out his watch. 'T'H bet you two dollars and half to horn button that breakfast will be ready in ten minutes, and that every thing will be fixed as if company were expected"
 And 1t was true. By the time the horse had been put in the stable and fed, breakfast was ready, and when MT. Sanders was ushered into the room, Mrs. Blasengame was sitting in her place at the table pouring out coffee. She was frafl little woman, but her eyes were bright with energy, and she greeted the unexpected guest as cordially as if he had come on her express invitation. What did you accomplish" she ask ed her husband, after Mir Sanders, as in duty bound, had praised the coffee and the biscuit, and the meal was we'll under way.
 Nothing. honey, not a thing In the world. l thought the boys had been car ried to Atlanta, but they are at Fort Pulaski D
 The curiosity of Mir, Sanders was aroused.
 What boys was you referrin to, Col onel?" he asked.
 ''I don't like to tell you, Mir. Sanders, |" replied Colonel Blasengame but if you'll take no offense, I'll say that the boys are from little one-horse country set clement called Shady Dale, a place where the people are asleep day and night. A parcel of Yankees went over there the other night, snatched four boys out of their beds, and walked off with them" That's so." MT. Sanders assented. "Yes, it's so,' cried the Colonel hotIy. And it's a -" He caught the eve of his wife and subsided. Excuse me honey; I'm rather wrought up over this thing. Why, if 1t had happened here the whole town would have been wide awake in ten minutes, and the boys would never have been carried across the corporation line. Tomlin Is mighty near wild about 1t. If hadn't gone to Atlanta, he would have gone. and you know how he is. honey. Somebody would have got hurt Yet strange to say, Major TomIn Per due was far cooler and more deliberate than his brother-in-law, Colonel Blasen- game.
 You are correct In your statement about the four boys bein' took away" said MT. Sanders, but you'll have to re- member that the woods ain't so full of Blasengames an Perdues as they used to be; an you ain't got in this town a big, heavy balance-wheel the size an shape of Merfwether Clopton." Yes, dear, you were about to be too nasty in your remarks" suggested Mrs. Blasengame.
 Besides my dear, didn't these vounp men, and the Yankees who arrested them. take the train here?" She nodded to MT. Sanders, and a peculiar smile began to play over that worthy's fea- lures.
 By George! believe they did honey! exclaimed the Colonel.
 And in broad daylight?" persisted the lady. '''e
 To this the Colonel made no reply. and MT. Sanders became t..3 complainant "I dunner what we're comin' to-" he de- clared, when passel of Yankees can jerk four of our best young men on A train in this town in broad daylight, an all the folks a-stanin' aroun' gapIn' a+ 'em."
 Say no more, MT. Sanders; say no more-the mule is yours."