The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1913-09-25

ne 10 Iaii. udrK' with black hs;.
black eyes. slender, graceful all e
and energy" ure
whats his rame?"
"St. Ciare-Robert st. Glare r.,
father was away from home. Ho,r nS
| politician. I Think
You don't say! st. Glare. wou
of all the jokes! His father was Gil Gil
Democratic chum in the house-an nly
fire eating Bourbon. but a capital eu ,u
| low lei
+ did you ever see him?"
mo: but I've had good times wit,
his father. He used to own q brndr
slaves. He's royal fellow, and mot
well fixed in life for southern nolit;
clan. don't think, though, ever CO...
his boy. Anything really serious2"
"He hasn't said a word-hut ho,-
coming to see me next week"
"Well. things are moving, I mns.
say!'
Eyes; pretended must consult Won
before telling him he could come.
didn't want to seem too anxious. I'm
half afraid to let him wander about
Boston much; there are too manv
girls here"
Her father laughed proudly and
looked at her. 81 hope you will find
him all your heart most desires, and
my congratulations on your first love"
"It will be my last, too," she en-
swered, seriously.
"Ah, you're entirely too young and
pretty to say thatv' ,..-
81 mean it," she said, earnestly, with
a smile trembling on her lips.
Her father was silent and pressed
her hand for an answer. AS they en-
tered the gate of the home, they met
young Harris coming out with some
books under his arm. He bowed
gracefully to them and passed on.
"Oh, papa, I had forgotten all about
your fad for that negro!"
''Well, what of it, dear?'
"You love me very much, don't you?"
she asked. tenderly. 'I'm going to ask
you to be inconsistent, for my sake"
That's easy. I'm often that for no
body's sake. Consistency is only the
terror Of weak minds"
'Tm going TO ask you to keep that
negro out Of the house when nv
southern friends are here. After my
sweetheart comes 1 expect SaIlie and
her mother. l wouldn't have either of
them meet him here in our library, and
especially in our dining room, for any.
thing on EARTH"
"Well, you have joined the rebels,
haven't your"
"YOu know I never did like negroes
anyway" she continued. "They al
ways gave pe the horrors. Young
Harris is az scholarly gentleman, l
know. He is good looking, talented,
and I've played his music for him
sometimes to please you, but l can't
get over that little kink in his hair,
his big nostrils and full lips, and when
he looks at me it makes my flesh
creep"
Certainly. my darling, you don't
need to coax me. The Lowells, I sup
pect, know by this time what is due
to guest. When your guests come
our home and our time are theirs. If
eating meat offends we will live on,
herbs. I'll send Harris down to the
other side of the district and keep him
1t work there until the end of the cam
1aign. Ny slightest wish Is law FOR
him.
"You see, papa" she went on, "they
never could understand that negros
ways around our house, and know if.
le were to sit down at our table with
hem they would walk out of the din
ng room with an excuse of illness and
% home on the first train
"And yet" returned her father, lift
ng her from the carriage. ''their
ZONES were full of negroes. were they
lot?''
Eyes: but they know their place.
We seen those beautiful southern chill
rem kiss their old black nanny
made me shudder, until l discov-
red they did it just as kiss Fido''
"And this daughter of Boston. the
ONE of Garrison and Sumnerr he
reclaimed $685..
i've heard that Boston mobbed Gar
lson once" she observed.
Yes; and ! doubt if we have canon
.ed Sumner vet. All right. If you
ay SO. III order a steam calliope sta,
oned at the gate and hire a man to
lay Dixie for your
She laughed and ran up the steps.
Sall1e determined to keep the secret
her sorrow in her own heart. On
lie ocean voyage she had cried the
mole first day. and then kissed her
Vers picture, put it down in the bot
m of her trunk. brushed the tears
way, and determined the world should
Vt look on her suffering.
She had written Helen of her lovers
claration and of her happiness. She
ould ind good excuse for her sor-
"1ul race. in their separation. She
lew he would write to her, for he
q said so. and she had slipped the
dress into his hand as he left the
r that ioh