The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1912-06-06
WAR Story

as 1t Is dark. I've got to marry Cal
vert Dunn" Her voice choked. her
Tightening. "And-and. Joe.
1 know I'll be miserable. for l believe
he il a cowardly brute. 1t has been
little things that have 80 prejudiced
me against him. Look how he lashed
you across the face with his riding
whip: how he shot that poor dog b.
cause 1t failed to retrieve to bis liking;
how he sneered at me for binding up
the poor things wounds. What real
man would insist on girls marrying
him when he knows she would almost
give her life to escapeT'
"Does MassA Calvert know datr'
II told him plainly enough. and he
only laughed. He said I was a child
and didn't know my own mind: then
he endeavored to frighten me. Father
and George both think 10 highly Of
him they will not hear word spoken
against him. I simply had to talk
with some one. Joe. and let out my
heart That's why l came out here to
you. I tell you. all the slaves in the
south are not black, and l reckon it's
Just as hard to be born free and then
sold as any other way. might have
learned to like him If he had only come
to me as a man should. But. no. he
ignored me entirely and appealed to
papa and George, telling them Of the
danger l was In here and Of how valu-
able the two estates would be II joined
together. That's the way they have
forced me along to the sacrifice. I'm
sold for the price Of the land"
She sprang to her feet, her cheeks
burning with swift indignation. Il
should have fought 1t. fought it; but
all that Is too late now. I am going.
Joe; there's no use talking any longer.
and so I am going to smile and look
happy, and no one but you will ever
know that I am not. I am going to
have you and Aunt Diana with me at
Fairview Just as soon as can. 1t
will be comfort Just to have you there
to look at when my heart seems like
breaking. And he'll break it. Joe: l
know he will"
She was gone. vanishing almost a. 4
shadow might.
"Pore little lamb! Pore little lamb"
the old negro Kept on saying over
and over. AN she am right bout it
too; dat Massa Calvert am not de kind
fer Miss Jean"
Then he passed out also, and I was
left alone within the shed.
My interest In the situation thus
oddly disclosed. awakened very largely.
l must admit. by the extremely at
tractive personality Of Miss Jean and
the deep, pathetic appeal in her soft
voice, left me momentarily forgetful of
my own unpleasant condition and re-
quirements. burst not follow the
retreating negro. nor did I feel. judg.
ing from the bitterness with which
both he and the girl had referred to
the Yankees, that this particular color.
ed brother would prove very much in.
clined to assist one wearing my uni.
form. That ] could in any way did
the young woman out of her present
difficulty would have been prepos.
ferrous thought: Interested was. yet
I AOu buulNNul uVuOlC Oh udAu Va
my own My wounds by this time
gave me very little concern. and my
mind was sufficiently clear and active.
Except for some accident. escape ought
not to prove So very difficult. although
1t was true l should be compelled to
travel through the night. largely by
instinct knowing almost nothing re-
garding roads. direction or where
confederate .,icke1s might: be encuun
tered Ii l only possessed Solnr srIu
blance Of Confederate Uniform the
adventure would become E,ucL more
simple. for III the confusion w!;ich
must have followed the late eiraGe
ment there would be many scattered
soldiers. Of all arms Wandering abu,.i
seeking their lost cunuiai.Gs
However, the first important and VI
tai consideration was food. hut thai
as we'll as all else must wait tue com.
ing of darkness The sun had already
Disappeared behind The grove Vi trera
ill the west. There was fire hurn'' q.