The Starkville news. (Starkville, Miss.) 1902-1960, 1904-12-09

luNltlnSly.
No; l amt been down to the store,
me. l been hunt the ship"
You find 'em? Das mouton? Bon!"
Noise got off his wagon pole to walk be-
side Tutute's horse. "Dey talk heap
bout DaZier Pidard down yonder.
donro, me. Don't sim right to tell tings
like Gas On young fel!er-even ii Gey
is true"
What t'ings?"
Say he have beg time when he so
to Tete d'EauX to sell his coal. Bees
time. yas."
What be do? Ha?"
"0h, race de horse, shoot de crap
Noise shrugged his sweaty shoulders.
He's young. heem," but Tutute's
heart misgave him. Was the great good
luck he had been gloating over to prove
as worthless as a red-heart log? Noises
voice sent chill through him.
~ Gre" he said, significantly.
"Worse%"
"Dey say he gets dronk."
"Dronk!" Tutute felt old and alone
and undone. Drunk. Presently he
would get distrustful or angry, but
Tutute was a slow man, anC-Mofse was
no fool He slipped swiftly yet deftly
from the troubling topic.
"Das mighty fine letle gal you got, NJ
Leon" he said, gayly.
"Yas"
''She all you got, yas":"
''All got, ne"
81 been wanting come round dere long
time. Mebbe | come next Sunday. Das
all right?"
"Das all right" repeated Tutute, stol-
idly.
Noise walked by NJ Icons stirrup the
rest of the way home. They talked
some and laughed much-loud. empty
outlaws. That night Tutute told NiZlle
that she nSlst have nothing more to 90
with Dazier, and Nizile asEed pertinent
ly and imperiously: "Pourquoi?'
Monsieur squirmed. "Moise is COM
irg see you" he said
Noise. In tete rouge"
VOLTA, The story was told and Nizile
would not believe a word of i. There
was a fine scene in the cabin on the
bayou. and madam never knew no"
many cigarettes she smoked nor how
many times she said: "Chere, chere"
to Nizile. or how many times she SAID:
"Iaisser. laisser," to Tutute. In the end
Nizile. uuivering with fine fire. blazing
with beauty, vibrant. laid down the law,
81 believe Dazier get dronk when l
see him drOnk. and till | see Dazier
dronk. I DON see Noise, tall. me-
Madam saved the situation for the last
time.
IF Dazier do get dronk, he'll get dronk
tonight. sho. Dere's das beeg chopping
at NJ. MARITIME. Tout le mond goln' be
dere. Amelia want me help her mex
gumbo, but I'm in black, me. l can't
go. Why don't you go see how Dazler
do?" she appealed to monsieur. He
shrugged his shoulders.
.sNizile won't believe less she see" he
said, sullenly.
Miles fears had outrun madam's
forethought If Noise should tell
Dazier that he. Noise. had been accepted
by her father, Dazier might do some
thing foolish. Fear turned courage to
brayado. She faced her father with
high head
when man get dronk al chopping
dey take away his ak. Nest pas? What
YOU want bet Dazier come home with his
aX?"
eff he pass UP de road with his ak he
Amt dronk. No. Tutute assented,
slowly.
eT'm goin' watch till he pass, me-"
VOLTA. If Nizile would watch, madam
would watch also, and monsieur. they
moved their chairs to the gallery; they
turned their eyes toward the south;
thew waited. Madam doing, monsieur
stolid Nizile quivering. The white
moon shone upon them, upon the road
beyond. upon the pine like sentinels
along it's route. And the moon looked
cold.
It seemed a long time, but it was not
long. There was talk at the chopping
that drove Dazier home-anywhere. AS
soon as the kiln wood was chopped and
the first reel danced. VOLTA! As soon
as he could decently do 1t, Dazier sad
died his mare, shouldered his ak and
fed swiftly from the merry-making,
where every look was lash, every word
a blow.
"Nizile going to marry Noise? Pour
ouoi? Noise made beeg money. But
NiziIe. Nizile. And he-Boyou Bien-
Vile should know him no more. That
he swore by all the saints. He would
take back what he had told the schooner
oa.%.;~ oho,,k n ot wanting fn sail with
him. He would go round there tonight