The semi-weekly messenger. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1897-1908, 1905-07-21

KNOW what lii 10. III Seuu Sala ia,
the black mare down TO Paddison's still
and get half a gallon OF corn whisky
no. by gum, I'll have q gallon" he
stepped TO the open window, and call
ed: sam. Oh. SAINT" After five mtn-
utes IF yelling ! mu1led voice Was
heard in the distance. and then sam
came hurrying barefooted across the
yard, hitching up his g~aliuses as he
ran. sam, get that red gallon jug. put
the bride on black Moll and ride dowa
TO Mr.. Paddison's still, and tell him
to send me a gallon of his old corn
whiskey. Make time, you black rascal,
IL YOU don't a me to skin YOU
alive,"
DR.. Bruce then stretched himself on
the bed; and, to sooshe the impauence
| of his companion and himself began TO
weave MICROSCOPE pictures OF the
| journey of Sam and Moll TO the accom-
| paniment of thirsty signs and expectanl
| calculations from Major Willis.
Now" the Doc ran on, Sans get
| ting on Moll's back; now he's riding
out the stable grte; now he's galIcp-
ing along by hat piece OF owland
corn: now he's going lickety split along
Cromartie's pea field; now e got TO
| the branch-darn Moll, is she going 10
drink foreyer?-now he's struck mat
long stretch of level road TO b stu
and here there was a long pause:
What the devil is the matter, Due.
Has Moll give out?" mo; was Just
a following her 10 h still. Now OLD
Paddison's filling the jug; now Sam s
salloping back along b level ROAD;
now he's a coming it down the branch
blast his hide, I'll Kill him IL ne
breaks that jug, now he's coming 10
the stable gate-"Ah." interrupted
Major Willis, with a smack OF antici-
patory delight
"Marse john" cried Sam, poking MS
head in at the window, i n hho
Moll's bride high Eor low!
Major wilkins sank back on the BED
in a lead faint. while DIR. Bruce stap-
bed q stick. jumped tnrouen tnc VIZ
Sow anc chased SAM all OYER the
plantation.
7 yerilv believe that my old frieno
1 Jack Smith is the unlucklest niortai
that ever drew the breath OF NE.
Through all the more than forty-ive
wears that l have known AIM since
he has been steadily engaged
in iumping into trouble. craving OUT
painfully. and plunging in again. heeis
over head. in a new place beitlS II,
his cart Of town a few laws ago. l
thought / would slip in n see hiNi'
I had heard that he was making ex-
6! tensive improvements OF his store. aho
while I was vet at a distance. l saw
) the shine Of paint. and smelt the White
r lead and linseed oil.
:, The outside was about finished. ant
worknten were busy putting the 1htc-
rior into a dress of bright ana Variec
l colors. The goods were piled aoou'
> i'm pyramids. and the whole piaC'
hristlei with scare-heaa wa.i ,ear
Look out for raint' Don't leai
o against The WALL" Don't touch the
DOORS Mind your clothes!' etc
Smith was sitting or a low counte IL
, his shirt sleeves. but elegantly dress
cd as he always is. His imnlacuiats
: shirt-front. collar and cutS Were
glossy with fine Laundering. n I
4 Gouhle-breasted pearl "ats.coa
matched a pair of tailor-made. eiesan
colored trousers. ''Retter stand rlgn
where YOU arei' called lack land II
have anything YOU want carried !.
Won. I would not go through this agall
for money. In spite CT all n x
e end warnings stuck up. my customer
20 away from. here every dav cussini
is me ecause thev have ruined tnei
n breechcs or coats by their " care
)r ~iessness.'
.e Just then Major Willis stepped ir
gave a keen. quick glance ut Smitf
flushed up to the roots of his hail
stammered and srluttered out some
thing about calling again an
hurried cut. his shoulders and bac
DR. Struggling and shaking as If he a a
internal earthquake. WHY. What
- ,-;tI fhn old lufTprF
wondered Jack. He turned rs red q
ao if he were about to have a stroke {
'o srorleAy: reckon he must have bee
m affected by the smell of the paint.
re Immediately afterwards Jacks VII
r. tipped in. bowed pleasantly to m
and stood still in the ,niddle OIL IN
ri fuor. drawing her skirts close 10 ne
Pretty feet. Mrs. Smith looks hardl
a day older than she did many wear
ago at the Dicnics. where she laughe
~ herself almost to pieces. when the goa
OF ran away with Jack down the hill. an
n, etched him into the branch.
lr AS she looked at her husband. n,
mouth slowly opened. her eyes el
l. larged to saucers. she fetched a bloot
Curdling scream. gave a lump. AT
81 grabbed Jack by the collar. l hougl
H., she had suddenly lost her reason.
ed had discovered the HELPLESS man
Y. some dark crime. II that there wou
IL be a marital tragedy. She yankt
IL him off his seat. and gave him a twl
hy around-and blame ne If he had n
= been sitting on a ounte
!, ir the very midst Of his own grave
II lock out warnings and from Il
ny the waistband down to the heels u
u beautiful fawn cCiured trousers we
ay Ole broad. deep vcrmillion glare.
vel I made for the door shaking wi
uul laughter. I locked back. His wife st
nd feid smith py the coliar; anu no
while he muttered in frenzied. lu
ubrious tones: Well. corndeternall
Gu trive my fool soul. I do saw"
mel Fayettevill. july 10. j. II.
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