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:� Idea of the fastnesses of that unirehy
thither slid cauls] oven understand how
it became afavoriterefugefor rt.nawaya
in the olden slavery days. With the
help of the abundant water the blood-
hounds could be thrown ori the trail,
while the slaves of the adjoining plan-
tations would be eager to contribute.
steel thily to the fugitives when they
Stole out at night i,n quest of food,
Having paddled the distance named,
during which bete slowly puffed his
pipe, he reached a spot, where the creek
broadened to three or four times its
former width. The banks were over-
hung with bushes and undergrowth,
hut IN heti he ran the prow of- the dug-
out against the shore I perceived a well
Marked path leading deeper into the
wood. I stopped out, and he followed,
pulling the enol of the rude boat far
enough up the bank to prevent its being
washed away by the sluggish current.
I•Io had kuoakocl the ashes from his pipe,
and he now slung the bag over his
shoulder preparatory to moving away,
As he did so there was a vigorous chick-
ing and struggling inside, but it caused
!aim no embarrassment He knew I un-
derstood matters, and there was no need
of affecting ignorance or discussing the
subject.
"We's purty neap home," he r
'narked as he strode off with meson h
heels. Ile had but sr ghost distance
ge when bo debouched into a °learin
similar to that where I turned at bay
and shot the bloodhound. It was
about the same extent, and the ferti
ground gave evidence of being we
tilled. He continued straight formsover the path to the little cabin of log
which stood in the center. dust iu fro
of the door bo swung the bag off hi
shoulder, untied the top, and, lifting
by the closed end; shook out about
dozen roosters and bens. .At first th
wore dazed, but soon ran behind th
cabin to join a number of others tba
were roosting amoug the bushes. The
Pete led the way into his home.
"Do yea live alone?" I asked, wait
ing on the threshold r4ntil he struck
light, •
"Paas, eber eince my daddy died
eight years ago," he replied as he dis
appeared in the gloom. .A minute late
he struck a match, and as he applied i
to a tallow candle called me to enter.
The structure was similar to many
that may be found today in the south
and southwest, consisting of two sural
rooms below and a sort of loft above,
which was reached by means of a slop-
ing ladder at one corner. Furniture was
crude and scarce, consisting of a few
stools, a stand, some pictures out from
newspapers and the simplest articles for
cooking. In that latitude a fire is rarely
needed except for cooking, which was
done in -.the rough fireplace. The candle
that was thrust into the neck of a bot-
tle rested ou the stand at the side of the
room. • The door bad been opened by
means of the old fashioned latchstring, i
which was ow drawn in, thus "lock-
ing" the building against intruders.
The door and two small windows, the
latter without sash or pane, were all
that furnished light 'and ventiation to
this primitive home,
Pete had. taken but a few minutes to
light the candle, but in that brief in-
terval his grizzled wig and his bending
form had vanished, and be stood before
sue the young, magnificent brute that he
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trying to solve my identity, I =pee
t each moment to hear him address
as Hank Beyer and was surprised t
he did not do so. Finally he asked i
quaking voice:
"Who am
6 "Don't you knowixie, Pete?" I ask
shifting my pose so as to permit t
star gleans to fall on my features. T
' •spectacles moved first on one side a
then on another as he peered into
countenance. Curious to learn his r
t son, I asked:
"Don't you know Hank Beyer, Pete
• "I flab/snowed him eber since he w
' iw piokaninnzr. Sro' lock a good deal li
him, but yo' ain't him; dot's sartin.'
I was astonished. Under the glare
the lamps and when the sun was shi
ing every white man whom I encou
•tered'Wee unshakably convinced that
was Hank; Beyer, the criminal. A
now in the dint obscurity of a Missi
sippi swamp. an old negro wearing ho
spectacles read the truth. With fay vi
tual declaration that I was Beyer he d
glared such ;not to be the fact.
"Well, Pete, you are right," T eel
"I am not Hams Beyer. I am from tt
north, and. until a short time ago ha
never setfoot in Mississippi. Every o
'whom I have 'net with the exception
you believes I am Hank Beyer,"
`''Came dey am a set ob blaste
fools," was his contemptuous ropl
"`Yo'r woice don't sound like his. D
is not moll, dough it's a little, and
and—somehow or oder yo' don't see
like Hank, and yo' aiu't him,"
That was probably the best way
expressing it.
It looked as if Pete might be mad
the valuable ally of which I stood i
need.
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I added; "as I told you, by every one
but you. Hank stole a horse unci then
i slipped away, and the mob made me a
prisoner. They would have hanged me
if 1 hadn't escaped last night, but they
are hunting through the swamp for me."
War dat yo' gun dat I heerd• go off
awhile ago?"
"It was my pistol. I shot the blood
hound that sprang at me. Tomgrrow
there will be 20 men hunting through
this swamp for me with lots of dogs.
Pete, were you ever a slave?"
"Reckon I war," he chuckled.
"gunned away befo' de wab and bid
in dis wery swamp, and I helped oder
to hide. X !staid heah for more dan a
yeah, and den wouldn't hab come out if
I hadn't Wanted to."
"You are the man I am looking for.
Will you give sue a hiding place till I
ani able to get out of this infernal neigh-
borhood?"
I expected an instant compliance with
xny request, but the African, holding
the prow of his dugout against the
bank, remained silent. I didn't under-
stand it.
' "I will pay you a good sum of money,
snore than you ever made in a year's
wvork. "
"1't ain't dat, boss. I doan' want no
money, but yo' see I may as well tole
pie 'truf—wheneber anyt'iug goes wrong
in dese parts dey lays it to ole Pete. De
fust t'ing dem folks will do tomorrer
swill be to come to me and ax wheder I
.hab seen yo'. Ob course it will gib me
,;great pleasure, .boss, to lie like do deb-
bil, but ran aloud it won't help yo'."
"I have no wish to involve you in
•troutrle, but yon can give mo directions
-or tell me where I can hide until there
s a show for getting out of the swamp,
After that I'll take my chances."
"I guess dat kin. 'be done, but it's
dsoand'lug de way eberyt'ing am laid
�+on to ole Pete. Why, if some folks seen
.dat bag a-layin dere in de dugout with
,.de end tied up,•doy would be mean
'nough to 'sinooate'dat bete had been
-wisitin some ob do lienrooala ob de
white folks— Shot ups"
Fust then there was a flutter inside
the bag and the sound of clucking. The
+ disgusted . Pete 'gave the recalcitrant
chicken a kick as he' uttered his sharp
'command, and 'then ho looked up in my
r face, the picture of innocence.
"Will your dugout hold both of! ue?"
1 ,"Yeas, if yo' sots ]tearful,"
I adjusted myself as skillfully as I
could and brought the structure downalm
to its gunwales. But there was no don -
ger, for the water was cas well as
sluggish, and Pete knew every obstruc-
tion, He gays me a suggestion or two
find then dipped his paddle into the
stream. It will be remembered that our
course was the opposite of that taken
by the three men, tut for this there
•'would have been less lagging and talk -
Ing on our part. Still the African pad- °
d1etd with the Mitten that 1 ad become
habitual with him, continually glanc-
ing from Aida to side and speaking in
slow tones,, which I imitated,
"bo soon know Erastus brown?" I
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"I don't mean to hurt you,"
asked after wo had been in full swing
for some minutes.
"Reckon I do," he replied scornfully, w
"He am de uthlees nigger dat libo
wid Syarnal Mansley. Say, boss, did
'yo' steal dat hose?"
"I did not. Did you steal those chick-
ens in that bag?"
"Nebber done such a t'ing in my life,
but yo'li scoose me."
He laid his paddle inside the boat be-
tween us and from Somewhere among
his rags produced an old brier wood pipe,
into which he crooked his forefinger for
a minute'or two while punching the to-
bacco in place. • This done, he drew a
match along the side of his trousers_ leg,
and, shielding the flicker from the slight
wind, held it over the bowl of his pipe
while he vigorously sucked at the stem.
The reflection of the tiny flame
against the ebony countenance brought
it into full view, and it was while look-
ing at hint' that I was made uncomfort-
able' by the discovery that, instead of
being en aged negro, as I had believed,
Pete was really as young a roan as my-
self. He was disguised and was goyim.:
a part, with what purpose must soon
become apparent. '
CHAPTER XIV.
Reflection convinced me that I ought
not to feel any misgiving over the dis-
covery that Pete, the supposed aged
African, was really a young man. It
s I was easy to unde:•stand why, in making
his midnight raids, he should take every
precaution against his identity being
suspected. So long as a glimpse of the
thief hurrying away showed him to be
an aged darky Pete might hope to es-
cape suspicion, while if driven to the
wall his cnornlOus strength could not
fail to serve him well.
With such a natural explanation of
,the negro'>f course it would seem' I
,t.
8•e struck a match, and as he appiied ft
to a tallow canciie called me to enter.
'should have been satisfied, but despite
the obvious explanation I could not free
myself from a troublesome distrust of
him,° The African race is proverbial for
its loyalty, brit it has its treacherous
members, the same as others. 1 bad as
yet found no friends in whom I could
implicitly trust. Even when Miss Es.
thor Mansley opened the way for ine to
escape. she did it under the belief that I
was the miscreant who bad brought all
the trouble on me, but who was fortu-
nate enough to possess her affection.
"'ou may be all right, Pete," I
thought, "but these aro times when it
iswi-
se to sot down everyman as an en-
emy until ho is proved a friend. If pos-
sible, 1 shall snake use of you, but if 1
know myself you shall not deceive me."
With the same regular, noiseless
movement of his muscular arms Pete
continued to sway the paddle and to
propel the dugout until we must have
passed fully a half mile from where 1
had joined him. It wase clear that all
this time hewaeponeetrating deeper foto
Bleck Man'a ewantp, I trained come
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is pletely ainl thoroughly, and you'll
to ' be aston'seed to find how you'll
g i bring it out and what chances there
are in air. And everybody that
Ie , knows ationt`veur work or is in any
Ii way concerned or affected by it, as ,
d it is done well or ill, will be delighted
s to see it well done- everybody likes
it to see a job, whatever it is, well
s done—and pleased with the doer,
t and there's looney in it every time.
7 I "It isn't the job that makes suc-
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"We are fer.tver agoing to begin
work in earnest tomorrow," said Mr.
Stay bolt, "and we are never satisfied
wf tb the job we've got, and we per:
form the labor invo'ved in it in only a
half hearted manner, but we are go:
ing to work in dear! earnest when we•
get a job to suit ua,
"The fact is that tomorrow, when
we get to it, will he to as as today is to now ; we shan't feel any more dike
work. And that other job, when we
come in nettle! tenant with it and
pee it close at hand, won't suit its
an.v better than the one we got now
!does.
"The truth is that we are dawdlers
and shy of work and trying to get
along just 'tit easy as we can. We
hate to pi. eh in and go at thins.
"The time for us to work is now,
not totuorrow, and the job for us to
collar is. the one we've got. Round
that up lit style, do the work cum-
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Was. He grassed, and, looking dost•,::
from his splendid height upon me as
Treated myself, he asked:
"I s'pose yo' am s'prised, ain't yo'?"
"Not as -all. When you lit your pipe,
I saw von were not what you pretend-
ed. You are wise in disguising your-
self when ,making these little excur-
sions through the country."
Ile grinned more broadly than before
and said:
"I s'pose yo' am hungry?"
"Not so inuch as I ani tired. I ate a
meal last evening and would as lief
Wait the regular time for my breakfast.
What I want more than anything is
sleep,"
Ho sat dawn on one of the stools,
which he had ovideutiy made for him-
self, with the candle between us, De-
spite his superb, physical appearance,
there was something in his broad black
face which I olid not like. 1 more than
suspected ho was a bad man.
"What time am it?"
Looking at my watch, I replied that
it was between 2 and 8 in the morning.
"Cau't gib yo' a kind ob bed dat
yell brag ob, boss, but I'll do de bestost
dat 1 kin. 1:x yo'll climb dem ladder
dere, yo'il find a blanket dat yo' kin
lay down ou."
if What are you going to do?"
"Sleep heah on de floor. I'm used to
it, bat's any spare room," added Pete,
with a grin, as ho rolled hisshiny oyes
upward.
"Do you -think there's any danger of
those people visiting your home before
daylight?"
Ile shook his head.
"I alu't sartin dey'il be heals at all.
Loastways dey won't come till de sun
am sbinin. Vo' kin sleep till I woken
yo'."
Truth to tell, I was so drowsy that 1
could hardly keep my eyes open. I had
been under au intensenervous strain for.
hours, and now, when the immediate
peril seemed to be reinoved,,reaction
came. So I bade my dusky host good
!sight and climbed the few rungs of the
ladder to the loft. Ile offered me the
handle, but I replied that I did not need
it. As a enbetituto I etruck a match
from idly 're cket safe and held it in front
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