Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-03-05
IIHEEVEN|NG STORY.
Sister to Evangeline.
Copyright, 1914. by W. Werner


rs you seed Mis.u Campbell dis ulawn-
in? An how is yoah best felluh today?"
Blondina Crenshaw, Hotel Auburn
chambermaid. giggled derisively in the
face of Abigail Parker, dining-room girl.
Abigail's fat figure ruf'led isseH Ike
an angry turkey. Best felluh: she
snorted. 'Indeed, and Forcstus Campbell
is not any kind of o fe luh CO nine
I'd hab you know.
Forestus, a waiter, long Abigairs hum
Bile worshiper. was nine shades backer
than the king of the Loruba country ms
neck bore the ugly scar OF youthtui
razoric conflict and he wore fourteens on
his devoted feet. Ebenezer Coffee, an
other admirer, possessed a saddle-colored
countenance, slender but somewhat
lengthy feet, and BARRIERS calling. Abb
CALLS misguided head told her that Ebe-
nezer was the proper mate for her.
.'Dey got Forestus jailed sence Chues-
day, and dey say five yeahs in de pens
a-waitin' him. Blondina went on.
.'Whuffuh?' Abigail demanded hoarseiy
'.Fuh perjerry, de white uns calls hit,
Blondina greedily explained 1T ae Nro n
er's enques' ober Ellen Anderson. about
not a-bein' in Bones house de day ne
killed Ellen. Sence Bone c'mmitted suicide
F"restus is admittin' round he wuz ia
and dat Bone telled him Ellen and HIM
got to- handlin' fatirons commissions, anu
he let fly one too many at I-llen. ana n
axed F'restus, fun Gawd's sake, wouldn't
ne help sperit awav huh body. re-
tus say why he denied bein' da Wuz ne
ypuz skeered Bone, be n slch a oflsodIy
mean niggah, I'D kill him eff he glib away
de murder ,.
Abigail turned away, sick at heart.
Suppose they sent poor ForestuS, Nniio-
cent of any real wrong. for a nNe-yea,
term in the state prison. Shame ana
ri
deed before Friday Forestus had pine,
himself sick. That morning .Aoisall
heard that the white authorities We're
saying under the peculiar circunl,
stances they believed the jury "ouio
release Forestus.
When Abigail reached the Jail to tell
Forestus the hopeful news she found ne
had released himself; me "a s1ae.
had brought him down to the warmth
of the jairs kitchen and he had managed
to escape. ~
self. land now he'll nubbah know MT
Gaze like as not he'll lay down an Ole
somewha' n de weeds
For two days she went about her work;
weighed down by hidden grief an
anxiety. but on Monday afternoon = en-
ezer Coffee requested the: pleasure that
evening of taking her TO his ioose tur-
II sees me a-stuffin' my insides wild
gobbler," she said to herself. and my
poa bhoy out somewha widout so much
as a Gavin crust.
Late that afternoon Abigail found her
self at d small cave by the river three
miles from the town. Lighting candle,
she crept into the cavern's mouth. He
been hid heah.'' she quavered, as she eX-
amined some footprints, land hain't been
gone no time. Dat tracks plumb Trash
Ell I'd had de sense to looked jest
day sooner" she mourned, as she stiff1y
wendell her way home. I'D a-cotched
him. And now no tellin' how fur he's
got away on some freight train.
A few days later the secondhand cloth
ing man of the town bought the entire
stock of finery owned by Abigail. And
now fun Indianapolis. dat place de white
uns call Niger Hebben, she said
"Dat'd be de fust place he'd think OF
freightin his ks rkis to-"
When Abigail had been in the city three