Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1904-11-15

But that Madam Cavendish knew as
well as |. having In truth so ordered
the hours of the lessons.
But she said, hestating. Then she
stopped and looked at me with an an
cry indecisiOn. and then at the garden,
where the top of Mary's golden head
was just visible above the pink mist
Of the roses, and Sir Humphreys fair
one bending over 1t. Harry" she
said, frowning, and yet with piteous
sort of appeal, why do you not 90
out INTO the garden and help to gather
the rose leaves"
Then, before I could answer, as II
angry with herself at her own folly,
she called out to Mary's little black
maid, Sukey, to bid her mistress come
in from the garden and spin. But be-
fore the maid started l said low In
Madam Cavendish's ear, Madam,
think you not that the sweet air Of the
garden Is better for her after the ball
than the hot hall and the labor at the
me, and called out to Sukey that she
need not speak to her mistress. and
went inside to her own work and left
me to go my way.
l was relieved in my mind that she
did not ask me whittier, since II she
had | should have been driven to one
of those brOadsdes Of falsehoOd In a
good cause for which / regret the
necessity, but admit it, and il 1t be to
my souls hurt I care not so long as I
save the other party by it.
was bound for Barry Upper
Branch and rode thither as fast as I
could, for contemplated asking the
Barry brothers to aid me in the re-
novel Of Mistress Mary's contraband
goods and was anxious to lose no more
time about that than could avoid.
was set upon Major Robert Bever.
ly's tomb as most desirable hiding
place for them. and knowing that there
was meeting Of the assembly that
evening at the governors to discuss
some matters in private before he sail
ed for England. Major Beverly being
clerk, | thought that before the moon
was up would be favorable time for
the removal, but could not move the
goods alone, remembering how those
sturdy sailors tugged at them. and not
leeming it we'll to get any aid from the
slaves.
SO l rode straight to Barry Upper
Branch, and handsome black wo-
man in a Haunting gown, with a great
display Of beads and an orange silk
scarf twisted about her head, came to
parley with me and told me that both
the brothers were away, and added that
she thought | should find them ut the
tavern.
The tavern was brick building
Astounding in sharp slants Of roof and
dimmed in outline by spreading
cloud of new leaved branches, and
there was one great honey locust which
was a marvel to be seen, and hummed
with bees with Il mighty drone rs or
all the spinning wheels in the country.
and the sweetness of it blew down up
on one passing under, like Il wind OF
breath. And before the tavern were
tied. stamping and shaking their heads
for the early fies, many fine horses.
and among them Parson Downs and
the Barry brothers, and from within
the tavern clme the sound OF laughter
I'm discordanl shouts and now ana then
a snatch Of song Then great
hoarse rumble of voice would cap the
rest telling some loose story. then the
laughter would follow-enough. 1t |
seemed, to make the roof shake-and
all the time the hum Of the bees in
the honey locust outside went Oh.
Before | entered the tavern out burst |
Parson Downs and caught hold of me
with great shout Of welcome. Half
drunk he WAS and yet with Il marvel
GUS steadincss OH his legs and COM
mand of his voice which would have
done him credit in the pulpit. 1t was
said that this great parson could drink
more fiery liquor and not betray 1t
than any other man in the colony. and
Nick Barry. who was something OF |
wag, said that the parsons wrestlinGs
with spirits Of another sort had rem
dered him powerful in his encounters
with these also BE that rs 1t may,
though | doubt not Parson Downs had
drunk more than any man there, no
sign of it was In his appearance ex-
cept that his boisterousness was some
thing enhanced and his hand on my
shoulder fevered.
Good day, good day, Master Harry
Wingfield," he shouted. How goes