THE RURAL NEW-YORKER 
lossly tlie wood pile was arranged. He would 
have had every stick of that wood in under a 
shed. Everything about the house seemed to 
him slack and unlnisincss-like. lie was yet 
to learn by sad experience that cheap labor 
was expected to make up for lack of conven¬ 
iences. As they sat looking about them, a 
living poultry market in the shape of an old 
negro, came up from the gate. He carried 
about twenty chickens tied about him by the 
legs. They were all over him,peeping out 
from under his arms, over his shoulders, and 
between the folds of his ragged coat . The old 
fellow hobbled up to the cook bouse and be¬ 
gan an animated discussion with the cook 
about the sale of a portion of his burden. 
The cook after a long argument, bought sev¬ 
eral of the largest, and there being no place 
in which to secure them, and evidently not 
wishing to spend his time and energy in 
chasing them about, he cut off their heads at 
once, much to the wonder of John wljp was 
watching carefully. John wondered what 
the landlord could he tbiuking of to permit 
such a shiftless proceeding. 
At last the mistress of the house appeared 
—A tall, dignified woman, wiih gray hair and 
a face that showed deep lines of suffering. 
The war had cut the lines into her face as 
plainly as it had cut. the scars on the face of 
the country. She brought out a hook in which 
Nellie, who did the most of John’s writing, 
registered. The old lady glanced at the names 
with a slight shrug of her shoulders. 
“You are from the North, I see,” she said 
quietly. 
“Yes, mar’m,’ answered John. “We come 
from the State o’ Maine.” 
“Ah, indeed? 1 She spoke in a tone that 
gave John to understand t hat he might just; as 
well have come from Germany, so far as his 
former residence concerned her. The land¬ 
lady let! her guests into a large room on the 
first fioor. and then bowed herself away. It 
was uot long before the bell rang for dinner, 
and the immigrants walked out to the dining¬ 
room. One ioug table extended the full length 
of the room. A swarm of flies were buzzing 
about the room. There were no screen doors 
or windows. Near the head of the table stood 
the little negro who had brought the satchel 
from the station, lie held his clothes together 
with one hand while the other pulled at a 
string which kept in motion a series of paper 
frames swinging over the table. The wind 
caused by this motion served to keep away 
most of the files. A massive negro woman 
stood at a side table where the soup was to be 
served. She was barefooted and unkempt. 
The cook stood at the door of the cook-house, 
ready to pass in the dinner whenever it should 
lie needed. 
The grave politeness of the company at din¬ 
ner ra ther disconcerted honest John He had 
been used to tbe free and easy New England 
society where one is perfectly free to try and 
find out his neighbor’s business; where the 
strange thing about a newcomer would lie his 
failure to ask questions. The grave courtesy 
of the men he met at dinner, and the cool way 
in which they evaded all his questions, was 
something entirely uew to him. No one 
seemed to be able to tell him anything about 
the soil or the crops. He made but a poor 
meal. 
Another thing that seemed strange to him 
was the fact that ho jvas the only man iu tbo 
company without a title of some kind. The 
rest were all captains, or doctors, or profes¬ 
sors, and one tall man with a very red nose 
rose as high as “General.” John was the only 
plain Mister until the landlady wishing douI>t- 
less to maintain the reputation of her table, 
addressed him as “Judge.” He was known 
as Judge Rockwell thereafter, much to the 
amusement of Nellie and the great embarrass 
meat of John himself. Nellie hardly knew 
what to say to the ladies she met at dinner. 
She was almost as nervous as John and could 
uot seem to start a conversation. She had no 
common feeling witli these people who seemed 
to look at her so sneeriugly when she asked 
some questions in regard to tbe preparation of 
the meul. She did not know that these ladies 
knew almost nothing about eookiugand prob¬ 
ably cored still less. All these points were to 
l>e learned in time. 
There was only one thing that happened to 
make John and Nellie feel better. One old 
gentleman smiled at little Nellie and came 
over to pat her on the head as he went out. 
The little girl’s mother Hmiled so sweetly that 
he bowed as he passed her. John wanted to 
get up and shake hands with him. 
Little Nellie was very tired, and soon after 
dinner she fell asleep. John sat and watched 
his wife as she soothed the child. The little 
woman’s lip was trembling in spite of the song 
she tried to sing to the buby. John knew she 
was thinking of home. He carried little 
Nellie to the lied and laid her tenderly there; 
then he came back to bis wife. She sat iu a 
low rocking-chair by the window. He knelt 
on the floor at her side and put his head in 
her lap. She brushed his hair back from his 
forehead and then, with both her hnuds, 
turned His face so that she could look straight 
iuto his eyes. 
“What are you thinking about now, John?” 
she asked. 
Her lip had stopped its trembling and she 
smiled down at, Him, though John knew that 
her heart, was wrenched with homesickness. 
“My dear, little girl,” be broke out, “I know 
it is bard for you. but it won’t be so bard 
when we have a home of our own.” 
The brave little woman tried hard to smile, 
but her lip quivered strongly, and before she 
could stop them, the tears cattte down over 
her cheeks. She Imd meant to comfort John 
and have her cry all to herself, but she was 
too tired and the tears would force themselves 
out, and she covered her face with her bauds 
and sobbed like a little child. And good, 
brave John, though his own eyes were wet, 
soothed his wife and whispered comforting 
words to her till she stopped crying, 
“I aui so tired, John,” she said wearily. 
“1 know it, my dear little girl, and 1 want 
you to sleep now. I am going down town to 
find out, something about the place and while 
t am gone you must lake a imp.” 
(To Ixe Continued,) 
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chapter xiii. — (Continued.) 
As the passengers paused on the platform, 
one of the most ragged of all the little negroes 
ran up the steps and pushed his remnant of a 
hat up from his forehead by way of salute. 
“Hotel, boss? Res’in de city! whar all de 
g“inmans stop at,” he said ns he caught at 
John's satchel. 
John looked at the little fellow with a smile, 
lie thought how easily he could eairy the 
darkey and the satchel, too. It seemed ab¬ 
surd for such a little, ragged shadow of hu¬ 
manity to offer to do work for a strong man. 
“,Show us the way to the tavern,” he said, 
“an’ I’ll carry the bag.” 
But the boy pulled the baggage away, and, 
placing it carefully on his head, skipped mer- 
- ily along before his patrons. John and Nel- 
I e, each holding a hand of the little girl, 
i olio wed their conductor. 
The newly arrived Ynnkees did not preseut 
a remarkably imposing appearance as they 
walked up the street from the station. The 
little walking rag-bag that led the way, 
trotted on with the satchel on his head. He 
balanced the burden with one hand while tbe 
other was occupied in holding his various 
garments about him. His costume was of 
such n fragmentary nature that a good shake 
would have taken it entirely from him. The 
various fractions of garments were held to¬ 
gether by a series of strings that, met at a 
common center as though to brace themselves 
tor a strong pull. It was such a ludicrous 
sight that John and Nellie could not help 
laughing, though Nellie’s first impulse was to 
offer to patch the garment that sinued most 
visibly. The walking rag-bag turned at the 
sound, and joined in the laugh as heartily as 
any of them, though he knew nothing of the 
cause of the laughter. It was such a cheap 
exercise, and one so pleasurable to him that 
he was glad to join. By a skillful movement, 
he changed the occupation of his hands with¬ 
out dropping the satchel or his clothes. Then 
he trotted on again. 
As they walked along John could not help 
thinkiug how Uncle Nathan would have 
groaned at the lack of thrift and care every¬ 
where visible. Tho town was built on a series 
of low hills, over which the streets lamely 
progressed. Grout gulleys, worn out by the 
water in its effort to get out of the way of 
public travel, ran up and down and across 
the streets, like the wrinkles on the face of an 
old man. There was a most feeble apology 
for a plank walk that ran along the side of 
the street with about the spirit of a dog that 
had been caught stealing tut at. In many 
places the earth beneath the walk had been 
washed away so completely that the foot pas¬ 
sengers wore iu great danger of falling 
through. The houses were low and most of 
them unpainted and dismal-looking. The 
yards seemed slack and disorderly. The 
fences were old and unpainted or built of 
barbed wire that seemed to reach out with its 
hungry teeth to cut iuto the clothing of the 
passer-by. 
There was not a single w f hite woman to be 
seen. A few men were in sight; most of them 
were sitting in the shade; many were asleep. 
Negroes were working listlessly in some of 
the yards. They ail stopped their work to 
look at the new-eomens, and many of them 
touched their lints with “ Howdy boss?’ John, 
with New England friendliness, bowed to 
them all, which act of recognition caused the 
white men to look at him in wonder. What 
niauuer of man could this be, they thought, 
who would thus publicly recognize all the 
“niggers” he met. 
The little darkey who served as guide halt¬ 
ed at last before a gate, and led the way 
through it up a long avenue of trees to a large 
white house. It was a massive structure, 
with a wide piazza iu front. Years before it 
hail been tbe home of some proud Southern 
planter, but the fortunes of war had sadly 
chauged it. 
The rag-bag placed the satchel on the fioor 
and went in search of some responsible |«*r- 
son. Jobu and Nellie sat on tho broad piazza 
and looked about them with curious eyas. 
1 1 is easy to pick out faults where one has been 
taught for years to believe they exist. Every¬ 
thing s sen led strange because it was new. 
They could not imagine at first how people 
could become used to such an arrangement. 
Tlie high, airy rooms pleased Nellie exceeding¬ 
ly,and the little cook house at the rear,seemed 
to her a great Improvement upon the hot 
kitchen at home. John noticed how far the 
well was from the house—ulmost a day’s jour¬ 
ney as he afterwards stated—and how care- 
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