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chapter xn.— [Continued.) 
If Reuben did not make a very strong 
Republican, it was surely no fault of Uncle 
Nathan’s. Sometimes Nellie would take 
Reuben's place as reader. This would make 
the audience larger, for John would come and 
listen—beleiving every word because she read 
it. Uncle Nathan and Reubeu even carried 
then - political discussions into the barn where 
the old man went to pay in work for the 
reading. 
‘•You said they give them niggers 20 licks 
apiece didn’t ye if” Uncle Nathan would ask 
the more fully to digest some point of the 
reading. 
“That’s jest what, the paper said,” Reuben 
would answer stoutly. Printers’ink was to 
him but a synonym for truth. “They tied 
’em up to a tree and licked ’em awful, an’ they 
had something like white piller cases on their 
heads, ftu’ sheets tied around ’em.” 
“An 1 them is the folks that fit us so hard.” 
Uncle Nathan would answer. “1 wish I’d a 
been there with sech a company as we tuck 
outer here. It beats all,” and he fed the young 
heifer with so much violence that that inno¬ 
cent. creature started back iu alarm at the 
force with which her food was presented. He 
would go mutteriug his displeasure at South¬ 
ern outrages down past the cattle. It was 
woe then to the unfortunate animal that 
kicked out at him. Such an action would 
force the kicker to actasa seapegoatfor all the 
Ku Klux that Uncle Nathau had ever heard 
of. 
But Johu and Nellie had no need to hire 
Reuben to read to them. John took no inter¬ 
est in politics. lie always voted, but as far ns 
discussing the questions as Uncle Nathan did, 
he felt that he bud much better business in 
hand. What, was it to him what the politi¬ 
cians thought when there was something to 
do to make Nellie happy? 
So the days went by, and after a few bright 
years had joined their hearts closer than ever, 
there came a new member into the family to 
share the sunshine. It was a little Nellie 
with the same bright, goldeu hair, and the 
same blue eyes. She grew into a sober little 
tot of a girl with John's honest face and quiet 
ways, and Nellie’s gentleness. The whole 
family grew wondrous proud of the little treas 
ure. Aunt Susan would do her best to make 
the little thing sick by feeding it upon little 
cakes and other home confectionery. Reuben 
would even try to keep awake for the sake of 
holdiug the baby. Uncle Nathan would al¬ 
low her to pul) bis nose and whiskers without 
a word of complaiut.. The dear little baby 
would always pull her own hair just as hard as 
she pulled the whiskers and then, finding how 
she must have hurt Uucle Nathan she would 
kiss him to make matters right. Nu wouder 
be never complained. John was proudest of 
them all. The little girl would always come 
toddling out to meet him as he came iu from 
work. She would often run iu advance of 
her mother that she might get the first kiss. 
Johu would lift her on his shoulder and carry 
her in triumph into the house. Every night, 
just before baby was put to bed, John would 
take her on bis kuee and ask her a series of 
<4 lestions that might well take the place of 
many a prayer. The little girl was always 
tired and sleepy yet she would alwuys answer 
just the same. 
“Do you love Mamma ?”—John would usk 
t be question as the little one uestled up to him, 
while Nellie would stop her work while she 
listened for the answer. 
“Es 1 does.” 
“And Papa too?” 
“Es I dots.” 
“Which do you love the best?” 
This was always a tough question for the 
little girl to decide. Sometimes it had to 
be repeated before she would answer. At last, 
after carefully thinking the matter over she 
would say: 
“1 love on bof the best.” 
This was always most satisfactory to John, 
and he would explain the triangular bond that 
held them ull together. During his explana¬ 
tion, Uncle Nathan would sit aud smile over 
his spectacles at. the loving group. 
“1 love Mammu the best, and Mumuiu loves 
me the best, and baby loves us both the best.” 
This explanation would satisfy all parties 
so well that when Nellie came to take the little 
girluwuy to bed. there was always a triangu¬ 
lar kiss where it. was very hard to say which 
one had any advantage. John would go back 
to his work thinking himself the happiest man 
in the world, aud Nellie would siug beside the 
little one’s bed the sweetest music hutnau ears 
can ever hear. 
The little girl changed Johu and Nellie iu 
many ways, They felt that this little life had 
been given them to build up and develop. It 
seemed as if nil the good in their lives had 
centered in tbis little one. The baby Angers 
pulled their hearts still closer together, so that 
while they loved each other ovgu more than 
before, they had still a wealth of love to be¬ 
stow upon the baby. As the little Nellie grew 
Older and developed more and more of her 
baby graces, a feeling came to John and Nel¬ 
lie that all young parents probably experi¬ 
ence. It was a desire to educate their little 
girl and give her every advantage of refine- 
men - and culture. They planned for her 
hundreds of things that they well knew - the 
simple country home aud the sandy farm 
could never provide. 
By the time baby was five years old, John 
and Nellie hail determined to adopt some 
plan for inproving their circumstances. Johu 
had long since fouud the farm growing too 
narrow for him. He began to feel, as he told 
Nellie “like a man workin’ in a peek meas¬ 
ure.” Perhaps his ideas had broadened since 
the baby began to be so much like her mother. 
Reuben was uow a young man and fully able, 
with Uncle Nathan’s help, to carry on all the 
farm work. There was a good living to be 
made on the farm, but no money with which 
to care for the little girl as they wished to do. 
John and Nellie talked the matter over 
many times after buby bad falleu asleep. 
They decided that, they would make any sac¬ 
rifice that might be demanded, so that baby 
might lie helped. It was Nellie who at last 
proposed u plan that John had often thought 
of yet. never had spoken. They were standing 
one night at little Nellie’s bed, looking at the 
little dreamer. Nellie had been quiet and 
thoughtful all day. John had noticed it. 
She bent down to brush back the baby’s hair, 
and then suddenly turned and put her baud 
ou John’s shoulder. She w as obliged to reach 
up to put her hand there, for the top of her 
head did not rise higher than John’s heart. 
John looked down at her with the feeling in 
his heart thut always brought the look iuto 
his eye-s that, she loved to see. 
“Do you think we could have that place at 
the South now John? I would be willing to go 
now I think.” 
She whispered this slowly and glauced at 
the sleeping baby. John understood her. 
There was a strange huskiness in his voice as 
ho said:— 
“My dear little woman, what eau I ever do 
to pay you for this?” 
She looked up at him with a bright smile 
that told him how she could be paid. There 
was but little more said about, the matter. 
Both knew what a sacrifice the little woman 
lmd made iu thus oll’ering to leave her home 
for the sake of baby. John wrote at once to 
Colonel Gray and stated bis case with Yankee 
honesty. In a short time the letter was an¬ 
swered. The o(fleer wrote an enthusiastic let¬ 
ter and urged John to go down ut. once The 
plantation had been run by negroes since it 
was bought, and needed more than ever a 
good man to take charge of it. 
“We hear, of course, a great many reports 
of violence In that country” he wrote “but I 
think many of them are exaggerated. I feel 
sure that a man who will mind his own busi¬ 
ness aud keep out of politics, will be safe 
enough. In any event, they won’t run an old 
8 oldie»* like you very far”—and by the way— 
he continued with a soldier’s gallantry, “1 
wish you would kiss that little soldier oi' a 
woman, aud that little girl for me: of course 
1 eau’t do it myself. I’m afraid of you. You 
are a lucky muu Rockwell, and 1 wish I wus 
in your place.” 
It is needless for me to say that John carried 
out these suggestions to the letter, and fully 
agreed that he was a “lucky man.” 
Aud so they decided to go. John helped 
through the summer’s work, and then went 
with Nellie on a short trip to bid all their 
friends good-bye. Most of the old people 
shook their heads dubiously when they learned 
where the young folks were going. 
“Better stop right where ye be. Yerdoiu’ 
well ’nough now. Yor jest talcin’ yer life 
right inter yer ban’s wheu ye go down inter 
that country”- dismally urged one old croaker. 
Uncle Nathan always came to the rescue 
when such attacks were made. 
“I’d resk my life in John’s hands jestabout’s 
quick ez I’d put it anywhere, I tell ye,” be 
would declare, stoutly. No olio could give 
John a better character for carefulness than 
this, surely. It was very hard work for Unde 
Nathan to advise Johu and Nellie to leave tin* 
old home, but he brought himself to do it at 
last. He knew how much of the home hnppi- 
ness and sunshine the little family would take 
out of bis life, yet the noble old man knew 
just how John felt. He was williug that the 
last of liis life might be darkened a little so 
that those he loved might come to him ut last 
I with brighter and happier lives, 
“I duuno but yer doin’ jest what I shud do, 
John,” he said, bravely, “if I was iu yer 
place. I can’t blame ye a mite. That little 
gal conies about as nigh ter bein’ an angel as J 
ever see. Looks jest as if the Lord bed picked 
out all the good piuts you an’ Nellie ever bed 
an’ bundled ’em together so tight that all the 
bad pints got squeezed out. But you don’t 
wanter make too much of an idol out o’ber, 
John. That, won’t do, noway.” 
Uncle Nathan always began these talks 
bravely enough, but he never could finish 
without being forced to go out of doors to 
blow bis nose. 
At last the time came for starting. Who 
can describe the feelings that come into tlm 
heart when such a farewell is spoken? It is a 
sad scene that haunts one for a lifetime. How 
the heart seems ready to hurst, how the throat 
tills with something we cannot control, huw r 
the eyes will fill with tears, how doubly dear 
each old association seems, how the sweet 
home music rings iu our ears. It is the sad¬ 
dest and tenderost picture of a life. It is cut 
into the heart, and long, long years after, we 
look back to it with souls that pine for the 
old home rest, and almost wish we had turned 
back at. the trial. 
It was hard indeed for the young people to 
leave the old home where they had been so 
happy, but the thought of little Nellie kept 
the tears back, and strengthened their hearts 
for the trial. There was no great “scene’ - at 
parting, and they wore all glud of it. A 
natural home picture is the best that one can 
take away at such a time. The stage was a 
trifle late and they were glad to hear Sam 
Jones call out “hurry up, nu time to lose!” 
In the bustle of ft hurried departure, they 
might forget something of their grief. All 
the home people kissed Nellie and the baby 
and shook hands with John. Uncle Nathan 
gave him a great grip. 
“I wist I was goin’ with ye,” be said, “I’m 
too old I s’pose, but I’d like to go. Don’t ever 
back down a mite afore them fellers, un’ 
don’t never forgit wbar j r e come frum.” 
The old man held a shoe in his hand which 
he proposed throwing after the stage for good 
luck. The stage rolled away at last in a cloud 
of dust. It disappeared over the hill and the 
home folks went back to their work. The im¬ 
migrants kissed the little girl that drew them 
away from home, aud then resolutely set their 
faces to the future. 
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CHAPTER XIII. 
A SOUTHERN TOWN. 
John and Nellie reached Sharpsburg ou 
Saturday. They stood on the plai form of the 
station and looked about them with the pe¬ 
culiar feeling that every Northern person expe¬ 
riences on entering a Southern town. It is a 
feeling that can hardly be described. A ming¬ 
led feeling of distrust, curiosity, surprise and 
criticism. All the old stones that have been 
told concerning the country and people crowd 
into the mind, and the first impulse is to look 
about to see how mueh of the record appears 
to be true. The first impression is not gener¬ 
ally calculated to put the mind at rest. Every¬ 
thing was different from the order of things 
at home. There was no great stir and bustle 
of business. A good crowd of people hud 
gathered about the station, yet there was no 
excitement. Everyone seemed to have plenty 
of time to think matters thoroughly over be 
fore beginning to work. A few white men 
Stood listlessly about watebing the train with 
eyes entirely devoid of curiosity. Not one 
stood erect. Everyone of them leaned against 
some convenient pastor wall. On a platform 
opposite the station a group of negroes were 
busy unloading a bale of cotton from a wagon. 
The workers, mules, negroes ami all. lind sus¬ 
pended operations to wateh the train. A 
Crowd of ragged darkeys with clothes Ihut. 
bung about them in tatters, swarmed about 
the steps or sat in a long row in the shade at 
tiie reur. The train se< med to have stopped 
in a most, unpromising portion of the town. 
There was noth mg to be seen save a few rough, 
unpaiutod negro cabins, and a little black¬ 
smith’s shop, the most, striking feature of 
which was a glaring mistake in the spelling Of 
the sign. The white men stared curiously at 
Johu, but they stepped back and touched 
their hats as Nellie appeared 
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