Year: 1870

of his bride to a servant he passed up the
gravel walk rapidly. Nettie, the young
sister of his affianced, and household pet,
sat in the gloom of an open easement troll
ling love lay; her young eyes deserted
the moving object and she flew to meet
him with gleeful cry. "Oh Percy! Lena
has run away and left me-" Prophetic
words. "Come, darling, we'll find the
truant," and they started, the child gsm-
boiling beside him.


Lured by the beauty of the night, Miss
Du Bois had strayed towards the beach,
and gaining nook formed by moss grown
rocks, rested, contemplating the scene
about her, and the rolling swell of the in
coming ocean tide that rose and fell bat
tering the shore.


"She sleeps" he said, gently staying
the sportive fairy who with parted lips
half uttered the name of sister, aud a
shade slight as gossamer fitted sthwart
the lovers face at the thought that she
waited not his coming,


Lying on the green sward, one white
arm cleaning in the starlight supporting
her fair head and disordcred tresses, she
lay motionless.


"Wake her with kiss" whispered the
el6n sister. The stately head bowed to
execute the welcome mandate.


"Great God"


A dark purple stain blackened in the
nights dim light her throat of Paran
whiteness and rested as the band of a Thug
on the velvet skin Spots fatal and fiery
as opals marked her broad brow and foam
specks lay ON her hair.


A wall of anguish cut the still night cir
waking the gulls from rocky clefts, fright
ing the pctrels of the gulf
She slumbered to wake no more.


Never word spaEe Percy Stanhope,
but the clenched teeth and rigid features
as he lifted up the warm lifeless body told
more than speech.


One of her jeweled hands elutched part
of the gay colored but dirty turban of a
negro, badge worn by his race to conceal
the stamp of nature.


Death in form most horrible was appar-
cnt. Death and outragel Death by man
in form exhibiting the bestial link in color
of skin and covering of head.


An hour afterward a horseman clattered
over bridges, plunged through the foam
ing ford, and at break-neck pace sought
the neighboring village.


The guardians of the nation with bayo-
nets silvered by starlight watched street
corners, watched the sanctuaries, kept Wig
il at the theatres, and ground down trea-
son by power and stealth.


Authorities rendezvoused to hear com
plants, and punish crime. With turban
rag in hand, the horseman entered the
shop of justice.


Sambo one of the chosen tribe was be-
fore him, and as he stood lodging com
plant to the lord of power, the gear that
bound his sacred brow, Tailed in color /,
with the evidence in the hand of the sven-
ger.


Outraged humanity could brook no tar
dy retribution. Percy Stanhope was the
law and the executioner.


lie smote the son of Ham in the very
palace of his protector, while with smok-
ing pistol barrel he defed the cohort Of
power.


The rattle of musketry was heard, and
the cry proclaimed throughout the north
by an associated press that another traitor
had bit the dust.


eliminating wrongs continued, prosper
ity, backed by fastness of all strong
holds hath held retribution in allegiance,
but the faint twinkle of righteous indigna-
ton CLEANS in the distance.


The road to Liberty will be macadi.
mizcd by the ivory of the Sons of Ham,
and Anglo Saxons brushing the mote
beams aside behold once more waving in
all her pomp and pride, the banner of our
Ga white man's) Freedom.


The growl of an oppressed people lulls
to gather strength for the coming storm
and that meek submission so sweet to the
elevated demagogue is the harbinger of Q
bloody foray.