The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1913-09-04

I'd borrow 1t IL / ndu 10 noA CSo6S -
body and soul to do 1t.
"I'll tell you what you might do, MS
! wife suddenly exclaimed. Telegraph
vour old college mate in Boston that
Won will accept his invitation to supply
bis pulpit those last two Sundays In
August. They will pay you hand
somely."
ut may be possible, but where am
to get the money for a telegram and
a ticket?"
Surely YOU can borrow somewhere
81 doat know a man in the county
who has it,
.'rhen go to the young commandant
of the post here. Tell him the facts.
Tell him that a widow Of brave
Confederate solder is about to be
turned out of her home because she
can't pay The taxes levied by this in
famous negro government. ASK him
to loan YOU the money for the tele-
gram and the ticket"
The preacher seized his hat and
made his way as fast as possible to
the camp The young captain heard
his story with grave courtesy.
"Certainly, DOCTOR he said; ,''I'll
loan you the $40 with pleasure. /
wish I could do more to relieve the
distress of the people. Believe me,
sir, the people Of the north do not
dream of the awful conditions Of the
south. They are being fooled by the
politicians. I'll thank God when am
relieved of this job and get home.
What has amazed me is that you hot
headed southern people have stood 1t
thus far don't know a northern
community that would have endured
it."
"Ah, captain, the people are heart
sick of bloodshed. They surrendered
in good faith. They couldn't foresee
this If they had
The preacher paused, his eyes grew
misty with tears. and he looked
thoughtfully out on the blue mountain
peaks that doomed range after range
in the distance until the last bald tops
were lost in the Clouds
"If General Lee had dreamed of such
an infany being forced on the south
two years after his surrender as this
attempt to make the old slaves the
rulers of their masters, and to destroy
the Anglo-SaXon civilization of the
south, he would have withdrawn his
armies into that Appalachian noun
tain wild and fought till every white
man in the south was eXterminated.
"The Confederacy went to pieces in
a day. not because the south could no
longer fight. but because they were
fighting the flag of their fathers, and
they We're tired of it. They went back
to the old flag. They expected to lose
their slaves and repudiate the dogma
Of secession forever. But they never
dedication, of negro equality and
amalgamation, now being rammed
down their Threats with bayonets.
They never dreamed Of the confisca-
ton of the desolate homes Of the poor
and the weak and the broken hearted.
More than 100000 southern men fought
in the Union army in answer to Lin
coins call-even against their own
flesh and blood. But if this program
had been announced. every one of the
100000 southern soldiers who wore the
blue would have rallied around the
tiresides of the south. This infamy
was something uHdreamed save in the
souls of Il few desperate schemers at
Washington, who waited their oppor-
tunity and found it in the nations
blind agony over the death of q mar
tyred LEADER
The preacher pressed the captain
hand and FASTENED to tell Mrs. CASTOR
of his plans. He found her seated.
pale and WiSt full, at her window look
ing out on the lawn. now being parched
and ruined since Nelse was disabled
and could no longer tend it.
Charlie YVES trying to kiss the tears
away from her eyes
Mamma. dear. you mustn't cry any
more
81 can't help it. darling. -
'They can't take our home away
from us. I tore down tie sign they
nailed on the door. and Dick burned
1t up
''But they will do it, Charlie The
SuSEIl WEI SCI Ii 1T AUCTION RCNC week.
and we will never have a home of our
own ac-;;iE.
Charlie quickly bounded to the door
and showed the preacher in.
81 have good news for YOU. Mrs
CASTOR. | start to Boston tonight to
preach two Sundays. am going to
try to borrow the money there to save
your home. We will not be too sure
til it's done, but you must cheer up
ooh, doctor, you're giving me new
lease on life" she cried. looking up al
him through tears OF gratitude. That |
night the preacher hurried ON his way
to Ros.On. The days dragged slowly |
one after cnothes, and still no word |
came to the anxious, waiting woman.
The scounGrelly postmaster had |
recognized the letter in DR.. Durham'sl
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