The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1903-02-27

| oAiU bl'tChS wei us WnlteS.
"Why, l declare, it's Temper eX-
claimed Mary Amman, in vexation and
dismay, pointing to where her little
sister, yelling like young Indian, ca
percd down the street after the process
sion arm in arm with n very small and
very black darky girl. No one would
have recognized the demure little girl
-of the morning. The idea of itv' con-
tinucd her sister. "Wili you get her ut
oncc?'
| Both young men moved forward.
| mo, Darrow," said pcyton impul-
sively; ''you may stay with Miss Mary;
/ will get her. She is displeased with
me, not with you," he added, as he
sprang from his horse and ran after
4, the crowd.
Don't be too hard on him, Miss
Mary" said Darrow; "this is no fault
of his. He has not yet caught our
point of view. think he will be as
true as steel when the hour comes"
| "IIe docs not need any support in my
| with unllind coldness. "I know he will
| be as true as steel, too, but wish he
hadn't salutcd that flag"
Il did it, too, you remember" he per-
sisted, wistful to help his friend in
spite of her rebuff Mt his first effort.
"Ies, but you stopped when 1 said
not"
"Ah, Miss Mary, you know there is
almost nothing l would not stop for
YOU"
She wondered with dismay If he
were about to continue the story she
had heard all day from the other man.
Meantime Peyton forced his way
through the crowd with some difficulty
and finally caught Tempe in his arms.
"Lemme go!' she cried shrilly. IL
want to go with Peggyv'
where do you want to goY asked
Peyton, lifting her up.
Il want to go to see the soldiers
shoot the Nunited States"
Even the little children" thought
Peyton swiftly as he firmly carried
Tempe to the rear in spite of her prot
estations, ARE filled with the idea.
Good God, what's going to happen?
You won't see the soldiers shoot the
'Nunitcd Statcs,' Tempe" he said
aloud as lie carried her across the
street. Miss Mary wants you. She
told me to fetch you to her"
DO you have to mind Sister Mary,
too, Mr. Peyton" queried the child,
looking up at him with interested curl
osity shining in her black eyes.
Everybody has to mind Miss Mary"
gravely.
Yes, l spose So" said Tempe, re-
signing herself to his will. "Well, you
can take me over to her"
Tempe was mounted on the crubper
of pcyton's horse, leaving the d}scon-
solate Peggy twisting Alternate
legs in the dusty road and bowling vo-
cueS0usly over the separation. The
three friends rode down toward the
| wharf where the battery had unlim-
bercd and listened to salute Of 100
guns, which, by the direction Of Gov
ernor Moore, welcomed the birth Of the
first state Of the new Ccnfederacy.
| One wiser than the other two saw
in it nothing of JOY. He seemed to feel
that each joyous shot was another
note in the deathlinell of the old be-
| loved south, which in the pride of it's
manhood and the beauty of it's woman
hood, rs well as in the person Of it's
| slaves, watched the scene.
| 1t was Late in the afternoon when
the jubilation was over and the mill
tary marched away.
Wont you come to dinner with us
tonight, Mr.. Peyton" said Mary An
nan. You have just come from the
north, and father will be so glad to
talk with YOU. You know you were
always Il favorite of his"
"Thank you very much, Miss Mary,
but l have not seen my own people
since morning, and this is my first day
home. They will be wondering what
has become Of me. / will be in to see
your father very soon, however"
You, then, Mr.. DarrowI"
You know how / would like 1t, Miss
Mary, but / think l will ride along
with Boyd little. 1 have not seen
him for three years, and we have lots
of things to talk about. You know
our friendship was a warm one"
Yes" said Peyton, lit was indeed,
and l hope nothing will ever come be-
tween u.s.
Nothing ever SHALL" said the other,
looking at his friend over Mary An
mans horse and never realizing, what
Peyton's quicker mind had taken in,
that something had already come be.
tween them, something that had come
to stay.
CHAPTER VIII.
RIVALS YET ERIFSDs