The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1905-10-18

stand that. He comes along and gets
! to where we are precisely at the time
they do, them comm from town. him
| strikin' for it. They run right into
each other. That's what happened.
They recognized him and raised up
on him and let him have it. What they
| done it with I don't know. We took
! everything in that line off Of 'em.
Prob'ly used railroad iron, and what
| they done with him afterward we don't
know, but we will by night. They II
| sweat it out of 'em up at Rouen when
they get en-
81 reckon maybe some Of us might
4! help remarked Mr.. Watts refectlvely
! Jim Bardlock swore a violent oath.
.That's the talk!'' he shouted. EFF l
amt the first man of this crowd to set
! nv foot in Roowun and first to beat IN
that<jail door I'm not town marshal
of Plattyille, county Of Carlow, state
| of Indiana. and the Lord have mercy
on our souls!r'
Tom Martin looked at the brown
stain and quickly turned away. Then
be went back slowly to the village,
On the way he passed Warren Smith.
rs it 500" asked the lawyer.
Martin answered with dry throat
He looked out over the sunlit fields
and swallowed once or twice. Yes,
it's so. There's good deal of it there.
Little more than a boy he was.' Ihe
old fellow passed his seamy hand over
his eyes without concealment. peter
amt very bright sometimes, it seems
to me-" he added brokenly; Overlook
Bodefer and Fisbee and me, and all
Of us old husks, and-and"-he gulp-
ed suddenly, then finished-'and act
the fool and take a boy that's the best
we had. I wish the Almighty would
take Peter off the gate. He amt ut
fer it."
When the attorney reached the spot
where the crowd was thickest, way
was made for him. The old colored
man, Xenophon, approached at the
same time. leaning on hickory stick
and bent very far over, one hand rest
ing on his hip as il to ease rust!
Joint. The negro's age was an incentive
to fable. From his appearance he
might have known the prophets, and he
wore that hoary lock of unearthly WIS
dom which many decades of super
stitious experience sometimes give 20
members of his race. His face, so tor
tured with wrinkles that it might have
been made Of innumerable olacN
threads woven together, was a living
mask of the mystery of his blood
Harkless had once said that Uncle
Zenophon had visited heaven before
Swedenborg and hell before Dante. 10
day as he slowly limped over the ties
his eyes were bright and dry under
the solemn lids, and, though his heavy
nostrils were unusually distended IN
the effort for regular breathing. the
deeply puckered lips beneath them
were set firmly. He stopped and look
ed at the faces before him. When he
spoke his voice was gentle, and. though
the tremulousness OF age haTped On the
vocal strings. it was rigidly controlled.
kin some kline gelmun.' he asked
please t. be so good ez { show de CT
main whuh de W':ite Caips is do..;
shoot MarSe Hawhl;ss:
Here was where it happened. Unc!:
| Zen answered Wiley, leading him fe:
Nenopnon Oeni over ine spot on t1.
sand. making little odd noises in h.!
| throat. Then he painfully resume.
his former position. 'Dass his blood,
he said in the same gentle. quaycrin@
tone. ..Dass my bes' frieil' whut IL:
on de groun' whay yo' stand. selmUi
Dass whull dey laid i'm. an dass wnui
he lie the old negro continued. De.
shot i'm in De fe!s. Dey amt Slot =.
haah. Yonaeh dey dl"ugsen i'm. I:-
/; r.,.;::A he lie He bent over aga
...1.i .neit groaningiy and placed Il
-, 6. IT, seeain. one would E"E
-. - a il...a 1a.Ght place dis h;.-
:r :, heart to see if it still beat. =
-, .,.3.e:caiess. with the air OF hea::-
&c.
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x, rs voice rs ii calling. IS
-. -::...a;,;s.so:''
i-.5l {! III, ~ TIE circle about li:.
= II ..,::ee::i.i-s. no1 ;;::!!ll::n2 -.
-. t-5i.l TIE >:,.:;l, seeming to V
So 70 listen cor ! vc:cs. le s.
10 20 Sel;a@a 1A;n':: & %
-. :,::i.i..o3 Ma">e Huwk::iss: h;>
d. nos :i..,es': Yea know. da; ::..5..i
| : ten !.4e in de cole night. wiEiU :
- !,,-s S1e;l.:l IS wood. You kss.
.e~!-,;; lie G@.le / Ge Gle tA:ef: Tex d.
80 10 biz fan cen OF Zen' silain.y
.ss- Hep yo'se'f. ;la' welcome. Rec;
"ol !loa@Iy. too. AN you. Ncnc-
~; an fees. i:le. tex an -;
80 - si:!ce. III ogm? de b:s!!t,..
t;,..i IL G. i.i;y,il mex is bed pull d
weeGs outn de front walk; da>s all
I1c TEX me in. When Ail ask i'm ain
he 'fraid keep Gle thief he say jesse:
DaSs al my fault, Nenophon; ouGll