Mrs. Grundy. (Tracy City, Tenn.) 1903-1930, 1904-03-31

| return 10 the mouse, ana then you cap
make up little package of clothes
which it will be easy to convey to the
river ss2k when the time shall come
for you to depart | cannot now say
Just when that time will arrive; 1t may
| be In the daytime or IL may be at
| night, but II will be soon, and will
give you good notice, and | will come
up the river for you in a boat But
now | am very busy, and will leave
you to become acquainted with the
Sarah Williams, which, for a few days
will be your home. | shall be Obliged
to row over 10 the town for, perhaps
half an hour, but Ben Greenway will
be here to attend to anything you need
until | return"
Ben Greenway was a Scotchman,
who had for q long time been MAJ
Bonnet's most trusted servant He
was a good farmer was apt at carpen-
ter work, and knew good deal about
machinery. A few months ago, any
one living in that region would have
been likely to say, II the subject had
been brought up, that without BeU
Greenway Maj, Bonnet could not gel
along at all, not even for a day, for he
depended upon him in so many ways
And yet, now the master of the estate
was about to depart, for nobody knew
how long, and leave his faithful ser.
want behind The reason he gave was
that Ben could not be spared from the
farm; but people in general, and Ben
In particular, thought this very poor
reasoning. Any sort of business which
made it necessary for Maj Bonnet to
separate himself from Ben Greenway
was very poor business, and should
not be entered upon.
The deck of the Sarah Williams pre-
sented a lively scene as Kate stood
upon the little quarterback and gazed
forward. The sailors were walking
about, smoking, talking, or coiling
things away. There were people from
the shore with baskets containing fruit
and other wares for sale, and all
stirring and new and very interesting
to Miss Kate as she stood, with her
ribbons flying in the river breeze,
who is that young fellow" she
said to Ben Greenway, who was stand
ing by her, the one with the big has
ket? 1t seems to me have seen him
before"
"Oh, ay!" said Ben, "he has been on
the farm. That is Dickory Charter,
whose father was drowned out fishing
few years ago. He is good lad, an
boards all ships comm in or goln' out
TO sell his wares, for his mither leans
on him now, having no ither,"
The youth, who seemed to feel that
he was being talked about, now walked
aft, and held up his basket. He was
handsome youngster lightly clad and
barefooted; and, although not yet full
grown, of strong and active build.
Kate beckoned to him, and bought an
orange.
"An' how is your mither, Dickory?"
said Ben.
Right we'll, l thank YOU" said he,
and gazed at Kate, who was biting a
hole in her orange
| Then, as he turned and went away,
having no reason to expect to sell any
thing more, Kate remarked to Ben:
THAT is truly flne-looking young fell
low. He walks with such strength and
ease, like deer or cat"
THAT comes from not wearin'
shoes" said Ben; but as for me,
would like better to wear shoes an
walk mair stiffly."
Now there came aft sailor, who
touched his cap and told Ben Green
way that he was wanted below to SUI
perintend the slowing some cases OF
the captains liquors. So Kate, left to
herself, began to think about what she
would pack in her bundle. She would
make it very small, for the fewer
things she took with her the more she
would buy at Spanish Town. But the
contents of her package did not re-
qure much thought and she soon be-
came little tired staying there by
herself, and therefore she was glad to
see young Dickory, with his orange
basket, walking aft.
II don't want any more oranges"
she said, when he was near enough,
"but perhaps you may have other
fruit"
He came up to her and put down hia
he hot az hayyo ho ht1t nDrhona
you don't like them?"
ooh, yes, dol" she answered.
But, without Offering to show her the
fruit, Dickory continued: There's one
thing l don't like, and that's the men
on board your ship"
What do you mean?" she asked,
amazed.
Speak lower" he said; and. as he
spoke, he bethought himself that it
might be well to hold out towards her
a couple of bananas
They're bad, hard lot Of men," he
said Il heard that from more thar
one person. You ought not to stay on
this ship"
And what do you know about it,
Mr., Impudence?" she asked, with brows
uplifted. 81 suppose my father knows
what Is good for me-"
But he is not here" said Dickory.
Kate looked steadfastly at him, lie
did not seem as ruddy as he had been.
And then she looked out upon the for
ward deck, and the thought came to
her that when she had first noticed
these men it had seemed to her thai
they were, indeed, a rough, hard lot.
Kate Bonnet was brave girl, but
without knowing why she felt little
frightened.
Your name is Dickory, isn't it?" she
said.
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