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whan de capin and Ise brung some o' dem
“I can't do it! I am sorry! We ar cedar branches an’ spread 'em fur yer."
." shall have to do without a fire, I fear; I have no and you are so cold too !”
doubt I shall be quite comfortable," re- Oh, you are not half a Yankee,”
turned the pedler, with a smile that, dusky said the pedler with a little laugh. as was the light, the negro thought was “Give me your knife, and I will show the pleasantest he ever saw. “I wish I you how they used to make a îre in Yanwere not too tired to help you.”
kee land before I was born or friction “We need little help for so trifling a matches were invented.” task,” said Carleton, taking a strong jack- Picking up a sharp piece of fint, he knife from his pocket, and stepping out, struck it quickly and smartly against the applied himself to the task of removing back of the knife-blade, eliciting sparks the rich heavy branches of cypress and in abundance, some of which soon fell on fir that grew in beautiful luxuriance as the dry punk running like lightning far as they could see. Josh gathered through it. them up as fast as they fell, and they had Gorra, massa, wese have fire now!” soon a sufficient quantity to make com- said the negro, dropping on his knees and fortable beds for twice their number. blowing the little fire with an energy They were soon spread out in the most which soon secured it from the danger of sheltered nook of the little cavern, and being extinguished. Slender twigs as quite protected from the night-wind, dry as powder were now laid on, which which now swept cold and chilly up the were soon in a blaze; larger sticks were ravine, and from the sight of any one out then added, until, in less than five minside.
utes, a glowing, crackling fire was roar“Oh, this is delightful!” exclaimed ing up into the ais, sending its warmth the pedler, throwing himself down upon through every nook of the little cavern, the bed; “ and how sweet and fragrant it and setting the blood circulating in the smells! Now if we only could have a chilled veins of the weary party, fire, how pleasant it would be here!” “ This is cosy!" said the pedler, rub
" And we will have one,” said Carle- bing his hands and spreading them to the ton, taking a little pocket-pistol from his warmth. “We shall get through the bosom.
“The rascally guerrillas robbed night famously; but what about the reme of everything but this and a pinch of mains of our rations in the haversacks ? powder in my shirt-pocket; but they Let us see them, Josh !” did not find these, though they did my But Josh apparently did not hear. percussion-caps. But here are plenty of He was intently engaged, mouth and eyes flints lying about under our feet, by the wide open, in gazing into the face of the help of which I can contrive to produce pedler, on which the bright fire was ala fire, I'm sure. Hurry up, Josh, and ready bringing a glow of health. find some dry sticks, and we'll soon have “ Lors bress us, massa ! a blaze that will astonish us!
been gone and done to yerself to look in The negro was instantly busy gathering dat ar way?” dry, dead sticks, and soon came in with a The attention of Carleton was attractlarge armful which he threw down, then, ed, and in equal surprise he exclaimed, putting his hand in his pocket, - dropping the haversack he held from his
" See har, sar, Ise got a piece o' punk hands, " Jean Delong, by all that is saas I kep to help light my pipe, sar; » and cred!” he laid it down before Carleton to catch A crimson flush rushed over the face the sparks. But the efforts of Carleton of the pedler. He started, and putting
his forehead, and his starry eyes flashing ered as it is with darkness. Yet I do out above two fair cheeks now blushing not suspect you, Florence, of anything ånd rosy as the dawn, and for a moment, that you believe wrong. I believe you utterly unable to speak a word.
good and virtuous and true, in spite of “Well, this is a metempsychosis with the efforts you have been making to cona vengeance,” said Carleton, coloring and vince me to the contrary. Your repeat
still gazing, with a strange, growing sus- ed entrance in disguise into our camp, - picion in his face, while Jean dropped his your roving about in darkness and in the
head upon his breast and drew coyly storm, your exposure to be captured and back from the fire.
insulted by marauding soldiers and mur“ And so you are a French boy, and derous guerrillas, - Florence, Florence, don't speak English ?” said Carleton, bit- will you not do me the justice to explain ing his lips with mortification and vexa- these things? Why will you thus try tion at the memory of how he had been my faith? You do not speak, and what deceived.
more can I say? For your children's "Oui, monsieur,” said Jean, laughing sake, whom I know you love, but whom and coloring still more deeply. “Je ne you are surely neglecting, will you not parle que pas de l'Anglais !”
answer me?” “ Josh,” said Carleton, turning to the During the trying ordeal of Carleton's negro, “will you bring a little more interrogations, Florence had sat gazing wood ? The fire will soon get low.” straight into the fire, her face growing
As soon as the still astonished darkey pale and stern, yet very sad ;* but as he had left the cavern,
ended, she looked into his face, her eyes “ Florence !” said Carleton, sternly, brimming with tears and her lips quiver“can you give me a clew to the meaning ing. of this most disgraceful masquerade ?" “Yes, Guy; for my children's sake, I
The lady, for there is no need to tell can and will answer you; but I can only my readers that Carleton had read the say, Trust me!' I am not permitted to riddle aright, sprung to her feet at his al. explain what seems so strange in my conmost insulting tone and manner, a blaze duct. I have reasons, but circumstances of shame and indignation firing her forbid my revealing them now. Trust face,
Guy! “ Cousin Guy!” she exclaimed, “if “ At least, tell me that you are not a you can point to any one thing in my rebel spy!” past life if you can quote one single * Trust me, Guy!” she repeated, with word that I ever uttered — that can be so frank, so open, so loyal a face that, in fairly made to warrant the suspicion I spite of the mystery, Carleton felt that read in your face at this moment, I will nothing foul could dwell in such a forgive you!"
breast." " Is not your present masquerade “ I trust you, Florence, fully, unreenough?”
servedly. And now, - for I see the ne “No! a thousand times no! Unless gro coming, - tell me quickly, are you you know its meaning, you have no right still to be Jean Delong, or the pedler;
any further the change in Florence, ap- wonderful beauty. They stood to admire plied himself to replenish the fire. its varied charms, but did not descend in
The evening passed pleasantly. A to it. Keeping along the side of the very tolerable supper was furnished by mountain, at the same elevation as the the remains of the food brought from the bottom of the ravine they had left, they guerrilla's cave, a little wine was drank, soon came upon signs of human life. A and, thoroughly warmed and cheerful, the few barnyard fowls were strutting selittle party discussed, with no unhoping dately about, and a numerous litter of spirit, the chances for their escaping the little pigs ran squealing before them into guerrillas and other rebel soldiers, as well a clump of bushes. as of obtaining food, now that their own “This looks promising,” said Carleton, was nearly exhausted.
laughing. “Where you see pigs, you are “We may have to go hungry," said sure of meeting bipeds also. There is Jean, “unless we should chance to fall in evidently a connection between them.” with some of the negro refugees who are They hurried forward, and turning an said to be hidden in all the mountains of angle of the rocks, came suddenly upon a the South."
smooth bit of table-land of about two “We'll fine plenty of dem ar, sar, acres' area, verdant with sweet-potato when we gets out dis yere,” interposed vines and other plants, and flanked on the Josh, “and dey'll gib us plenty to eat, ef side nearest the mountain by two huts. dey hab anyting for deysels.”
They were small and of most primitive “Do you know any of them, Josh ?" character, being constructed of the branchinquired Carleton.
es of tall, slender trees, bent together and No, sar; but de Lord'll fine 'em for united at the top, and thatched with broad, 128, yer know. He's tuk car on us afore, flat sheets of hemlock bark. A door of
the same material gave entrance to the “ I trust he will, Josh ; at any rate, I huts, and secured them from invasion will not doubt it. I will try to have as from the pigs or other less harmless animuch faith as you."
mals, while a window on each side of the After still further conversation, the door, without glass, admitted light and little party betook themselves to the rest air in the daytime, but was at this hour they so much needed, and before five min- closed also by a rude shutter of hemlock utes, Jean and the negro were in a sound bark. sleep; but Carleton mused long on the The inhabitants of the little huts were mysterious movements of his cousin, then, not yet stirring; but a little snarling terdetermining to “ trust her,” he, too, soon rier giving the alarm, a negress of portly fell into a profound slumber.
size and good-natured aspect soon made Early morning found them wide awake, her appearance at the door. Josh went and fresh and hopeful and ready for a forward, and without concealment, exstart. They pushed on vigorously by a plained, as far as necessary, the circumrude path close at the foot of the moun- stances of the party. tain, whose little-trodden appearance in- “Uncle Abe's sojers, 'scaped fom de dicated no very frequent visits of the g’rillas ! » exclaimed the woman, in a guerrillas to the cavern; and by the time hearty, joyful tone. “ Bress yere hearts, the sun gilded the tops of the trees grow- massas, come in! come right in! Grad ing in the ravine, they had reached its to see yer, massas! Come right in, and outlet
. It was concealed by an immense yer shell soon hab some breakfast, ef der growth of pines and hemlocks, under is anyting to be had in dese yere diggin's ! which the torrent, whose gurgling music Uncle Abe's sojers don't go hungry whar they had heard all the morning, now der's darkies to gub 'em sumbin to eat, I much widened, rushed swiftly forward and can tell yer!” plunged over a precipice hundreds of feet A swarm of little negroes surrounded down into a valley, which, as they emerg- the strangers as they came near the door, ed from the ravine, opened upon them in a broad grin on each little face revealing
rows of polished ivory, white and beauti- both her wrinkled hands, - " de Lord'li ful, and all striving to touch the clothes nebber stop dis yere war till dar isn't a of the young officer and his handsome single cullered mudder to cry an' groan companion.
ober her little chillens sole away from her Har, yer'll clar out, ef yer don't want ter go inter de cotton fiels to be whipped & flea in yer ears," said the mother, good- an' 'bused by de cussed slabe-driber, an' naturedly, driving them all out to make nobody to car' whedder dey lib or die.” room for her visitors.
“I believe so, too, my friend,” said “ De poor little niggers !” said she, by Carleton ; " but do the negroes generally way of apology. "Dey's so tickled to feel so ?" see one uv Uncle Abe's sojers, dey could “Do dey? Massa, der is 't a cullered eat him up, 'most.”
pusson in de 'hole Souf dat be ole enuff to Why, what do they know of Uncle say he prayers dat don't know dat de Abe's soldiers ?” inquired Carleton, smil. Lord is workin' fur de slabe, and dat he ing
mean to lead 'em out uv de lan'uv Egypt “ Lors bress yer, sar! wese runaway jis' as he did de people of Izzal whan slabes, an’ we knows all about 'em, sar, Pharo follered arter an was drownded in an' grad enough we is to see one uv de Red Sea ! Bress yer, sar, dey all
foun' out what de white folks fightin' for She ushered them into the little hut, 'fore dey knew it deysels!” which, though cramped in its dimensions, Why, how was that, aunty ? was clean and not uncomfortable. In one Why, don't yer know, massa ? De corner, near one of the little windows, Lord held de light for dem, and dey whose shutters were now removed, sat a couldn't help seein'.” gray old negress, her white wool covered The daughter had meanwhile been makwith a bright bandanna handkerchief, and ing active preparations for a breakfast, her wrinkled hands folded upon a dilap- The rude pine table was set; chickens and idated old Bible which lay in her lap be- eggs were smoking on the fire; a huge fore her. She looked peeringly up into hoe-cake was browning before the coals, Carleton's face, as he stood near her. and an odorous pot of tea which never
“ What are all dis yere ? Are yer grew in the Celestial Empire was steeping some ob Uncle Abe's sojers ? ” said she, on the corner of the hearth.
She soon in a tremulous voice. I can't see very hurried them on to the table. well."
“Come, mudder,” said she, bustling Yes,” said Carleton; "and we've just about to set rude seats around the table; escaped from the guerrillas, who took us no use talking now, whan de Lord's soprisoners yesterday.”
jers 'scapin' from captivity and wants der “Gor A’mighty_bress yer, sar, if yer breakfas'. Come, massa, an' eat yer fill his sojers ! Har, Toxie, kill one o' dem o'sich as de poor niggers has, and much are little pigs and cook it! Der's not good may't do yer!" ting too good for yer, sar! De niggers The invitation needed not to be repeatknows what yer fightin' for, sar! Weed, and Carleton and Jean were soon enisn't fools, do dey tinks we is? We joying a nicely-cooked and most delicios
“How do you know where my camp yer clothes, an' dar's yer hat, an' yer is ?" inquired Carleton, more and more know what dat ar means. The tears surprised at the intelligence of these iso- stood in her dim eyes, but her voice was lated negro fugitives. “ It must be more brave and unfaltering. “Yer know what than fiftý miles from here."
it means. Go forth wid de Lord's sojers, " An' ef it war a hunderd,” interrupt- an’ wan de 'hole cullered people in all de ed the old grandmother, “we'd all know lan' is gub free, den come back to yer ole whar it war.
Didn't I tell yer de Lord mudder, an' she'll lif' up her voice an' war holdin' de light for us ? ”
cry fur de joy dat de chile ob her buzom The breakfast was soon over, and Cap- war counted wordy to work fur de salvatain Carleton and Jean went out to enjoy tion ob her people! the wide and beautiful prospect, while The
laid her hand on the head Josh and the family, in their turn, par- of the young man, who looked with a took of the good fare; and the little pig, kind of wonder and gladness into her brought to an untimely end, roasted and face that was quite touching to behold. sputtered before the glowing fire, swing. -Good-by, now, Jack! Gor Almighty ing slowly round on the string which held bress yer! Good-by, sojers o' de Lord!” it suspended, its rich gravy dropping in- she continued, turning to Carleton and to the dish placed under to receive it, and Jean. “De Lord gub yer de wict'ry its savory odors diffusing themselves for whenebber yer fight his battles !” some distance outside the hut.
Good-by!” they replied, with emoThe few minutes devoted by the ex- tion in their voices; and followed by the slaves to their breakfast were minutes, two young negroes, they silently left the also, of thoughtful deliberation. A new little huts behind them, and were again
had appeared on the stage, just as skirting the mountain-side, on their way they sat down to the table, a stalwart toward the Federal camp in the rear of young negro, the younger son of the Vicksburg. grandmother, and brother of the bustling It is unnecessary to detail the journey mother of the children. Carleton and of the fugitives. They were before night Jean could see, as they passed back and across the mountains, Jack having proved forth by the open door, that some grave a skilful and intelligent guide. This matter occupied their attention ; but they part of their progress was safe, and rose from the table and busied themselves though fatiguing, very pleasant.
The in bestowing the savory viands they had day was fine and cool, and the atmosphere prepared for their fugitive visitors, with so transparent as to render objects a day's out making known the subject of conver- journey distant distinctly visible. The sation to them.
scenery through which they passed was They were at length ready to depart, beautiful and richly varied. Grand mountheir haversacks filled with various little tains loomed one above the other, clothed articles, - eggs, roasted sweet-potatoes, in the superb verdure of the latter May, and hoe-cake, the roasted pig stowed in a while here and there, vast tracts of the rude basket made by the negroes of birch- rose-laurel in full blossom blazed in the bark; and Carleton and Jean, with many noonday sun with a brilliancy truly gorexpressions of their gratitude at the kind- geous. Little cabins of the rudest ness they had received, turned to leave structure, hidden in the most secluded