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THE FIDDLER'S DAUGHTER.
"Couples tor their places! Git uroun' ttaar, Buck Johnson, of yer goin' ter daince— Hon ah yer pahdnah objict ther same—jine bands an' circle ther hall—an' circle ther hall!"
Keen and shrill as the notes of a frightened jay rang tho opening chords of the "Arkansaw Traveler," drawn" from the gayly ribboned violin, by the cieft fingers of "Old Tivisbanu," who had furnished tho music for til tho Snake I'.idge "shindigs" from time immemorial "ting-aling-ting," from the flying knitting needles with which "Widder Thompson's Jim" was "knockin'" a rude accompaniment on tho same instrument "thumpity thump," as heavily shod .feet rattled on the uneven floor—and the Christmas ball" was fairly under way. "Promenay single, buck agin. One at er time—one at er time," sang, rather than called, the gray bearded Brisbane, following his usual custom of "dewin' his own prompt-
Trot aroun' tliar lively, you feller
from Pond Crick. Git a reg'lar Swiss movement on ye, an'—Fust foah, foh'd an' back! Foh'd up, an' right an' lef' through! Git over on that side, Molly Ann Meeks) Lady :hain chain-a-back sling 'em right an' lef an' poun' sand I" "Jess' see 'em knockin' ther backstep," exclaimed my companion, as we stopped just outside the door ami looked in upon the merrymakers. "See that felter in ther blue shirt and big boots? lie had a pow'rful chill this a'ternoon I seed 'im about an hour by sun. an' lie was burnin' up with fever. Don't look much like it now, duz he?"
He surely did not. It was his turn to "forward and hack," and with proudly erect head, one hand on his hip, and the other extended us high as his rather diminutive partner could reach with her finger tips, ho was exocuting a complicated step, half way between a "double shuffle" and a series of crow hops. "Ben alius did beat tbar Jews ter daince," continued my guide, with no attempt to conceal his admiration, "pears like it comes nateral fer him ter sling them big feet of his'n. Shucks! Ef I o'u'd on'y daince l.lvit way I'd never dew nothin' else." "Who is the young lady who is dancing with him?" 'Rinda Brisbane, she's ther fiddler's gal. Ev'ybody thinks a heap of that little ole gal. Purtiest gal on Snake Ridge, I think blest if I don't!" "Fust lady ter ther right, an' cut 'er mighty fine," vociferated the fiddler and the long, quivering bow leapt across the strings with renewed vigor, while the keen, gray eyee, sparkling nuudst a taogletl wildern*«B of bffetitkM%
ttug b«ovd urud dangling foretop, er suited the lithe, uaeveaMmte ef MoDy Asa Meeka— tbe "fust lady" In question. "Swing 'em, ti yer want tew, and cheat 'im ef yer kinl"
W itli enticing grace the agile dancer floated, for an instant, almost in roach of my friend of the blue shirt, sprang forward, with extended arms, and then, with a mocking bow, darted aside, and back to her own partner, who "swung her" with rude courtesy, and escorted her on to the third gent, who had already prepared for her coming
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out into the circle and commencing a very awkward but energetic war dance in honor of lier arrival. "Did you see that?" queried a bystander anxiously. "Cheated Ben Coffee!" muttered my companion, in almost breathless excitement. "Don't that beat ye?" "Thought Ben an' Molly had done made it up tor marry?" remarked a third. "What's wrong now, I wonder?" "It's all on account of that Brisbane gal"— eagerly asserted an elderly lady, who had lighted her corn cob pipe and stationed herself in the doorway. "I knowed thar'd bo trouble when Ben tuk 'Rinda on ther floor fer the first dance. Molly Ann ain't goin' ter be run over by no sich trash as them Brisbanes. It don't run in ther Meek's fam'ly ter play second fiddle ter nobody." "I reckon Ben kin dance with who ho pleases," muttered the stalwart youth who had accompanied me from the little hotel at Snake Ridge Village. "Course he'd rather daince with 'Rinda, ev'y time! Anybody would—an' so would I! 'Rinda is a nice little gal, ef she has bin off ter skule thar hain't a nicer one in Arkansaw—nowhar."
I left him arguing the case with the gari-v lous old dame, and crowded my way through the room to the fiddler's side. He acknowledged the preseuce of a stranger with a slight nod, and moved along on the rude bench in order that I might bo seated. 'Second gal dance as purty as she kin!'— Evenin' stranger. Take a seat—swing that man in ther staked an'ridered shirt! Looks a little like rain outside I reckou—po'rful big ring arouu' the moon las' night—'Balance ter ther nox'—Hope it'll keep dry tell I gether my corn—'Swing him ef yer love 'im—an' git 1113' house re-kivered, bekase—'Balance ter Bill Jackson, thar'—the ole house leaks like a sifter—'Swing 'im ef ye hev tew. Swing yer honey, an' all corn bread!'
I was, as it chanced, a fair jerformer 011 the clarinet, and had my favorite instrument with me.
As it caught Brisbane's eye lie nodded his head in approval. "Chip in," he exclaimed, as he started tho third lady 011 her trip around the circle. "This ere ole shell is tuned ter concert pitch I alius keep 'er thar. Put on a full head of steam an' make 'er toot lively."
The first blast on the "leetle hawn," as one of the bystanders at once termed it, drew tho attention of everybody in the room. The "Widder Thompson's Jim" stopped "knockin"' the strings and dropped his knitting needles in surprise, while dancers and spectators alike favored me with stares of surprised interest. In the entire assembly I noted but one exception to the general rule, 'Rinda Brisbane, "the fiddler's little ole gal," as my companion had lately termed her—my own demure little 'Rinda—gave one startled glance in my direction, and then her eyes dropped, and I could discern a wave of color sweep over her face.
She had been expecting nay coming but not so soon: and tin »oMs of the elatfaat, ttttul
eo famikr to her eta* in tbe bagbt, beast: days of tho part susjunor, lUdbesu'to her the first intimation of ray preaenee.
Our eyes met. for MI instant, but .that was tho only sign of recognition on the part of either. I restrained my desire to rush to her side, and turned my attention strictly to my duties as assistant musicihn. My. sole business on this particular occasion was to propitiate a "stforn mid uiivele&tfag parent," and I was determined to let nothing whatever swerve 1110 trom my purpose.
Old Brisbane seemod delighted with the slight assistance I offered him patted his foot with renewed vigor, leaned his head farther to the left, and the long bow swept the strings with a multitude of grandiloquent curves and gestures. Despito tho frequent occurrence of various twists and turns, not originally found in the score of the "Arkansaw Traveler," I had but little difficulty in following 'his version of the tune, greatly to the satisfaction of all those within hearing. "That's what I call music
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hfcwit thar French harps that want tew, but, shucks! they hain't & patchin'." "What sort of a binged ole whistle is it, anyway?" queried a bystander. "Never seed nuthin' like it afore." "I heV," sententiously replied another. "Uncle Pete, up ter Newport hed one. Called itolymarjereen, so he did."
And so the unique remarks continued to drop around in my hearing and the first half of the long "change" was completed. Then the "gents" took their turn at balancing and swinging, and presently something transpired that caused me to view the scene with particular interest.
In the "set" were two gaunt, overgrown youths, whom, from their general likeness to the affronted Molly Ann Meeks, I had concluded to be her brothers and, whilo it is conceded as one of the unwritten laws of politeness that no "feller" shall slight a lady on the ballroom floor, of all places in the world, both of these young gentlemen, eager to take up their sister's quarrel, pointedly refused to swing the innocent cause of all this trouble and heartburning, "balancing" unconcernedly before her, and then, at the last instant, declining her outstretched hand and leaving her, with an exaggerated bow, meant to convey a world of disdain and contempt.
I could hardly have restrained my anger at this, but I saw, by the happy, oarelest laugh that wreathed my darling's features, that her thoughts were too full of a more delightful subject to allow passing events to trouble her in the least. Therefore I could watch the little drama with the silent amusement of an uncorned spectator.
Glancing at Brisbane, I could see that he had noted it all, and was chafing like a caged lion. "It's tbem Meekses," he said. He caught my eye and interpreted my thoughts aright. "Ornery whelps 1 Th'ar' mad bekase my Rinda is daucln' with that feller, Ben Coffee. Jes' see how black Molly Ann looks—an' half the fellers here are mad, tew, fer th'ar'all Meekses, mighty nigh."
I nodded to intimate that I understood. I would have spoken, but iu order to keep up with the violin I must needs use my breath for another purpose. Just then I overheard loud remark, close to my elbow, from a third possessor of the Meeks physiognomy. "In my briRgin' up," he said, in loud, supercilious 1 ones, "nobody played Hie fiddle but ole niggers. Nowadays the poor white trash hez tuk up ther trade."
Brisbane made a balk iu time, missed two or three notes, and jumbled the rest of the bar together promiscuously. A moment later Meeks spoke again:
Oh, yes, ole Brisbane used ter be more of a gentleman, but guzzling whisky hez about laid him out."
The violin vras mute, but I kept "time'
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AN inrtsal longer.
it a mfghrty pwty gal," remarked another voice. •Oh, yes, sneeringly "'lUuda Brisbane is purty enough, I allow, but 4hen"-
The voice ceased, for I had whirled around and caught the speaker by the throat.. "Take Miss Brisbane's name on your tongue again and I-will tear it out by the roots," I shouted, furious with anger.
Meeks shook himself loose from my grasp and stepped back a pace. "Who're ye talkin' tew, little boy?" ho queried, looking down at me from the height of his six feet four. "Reckon you must be another one of 'Rinda's sugar lumps, or you wouldn't"-
Thump! Despite his height I managed to plant a blow between Meeks' snaky eyes, and he measured his length on the floor.
Brisbane caught me by the shoulder and pulled mo violently back. His eyes were flaming with anger and his gleaming teeth shone like wolf fangs in the shadow of the gray mustache. "Stan' back, young feller," he said grimly "this is my fight, an' not yourn. Ef they want a tussle with ther ole man, they kin hev it, I guess. Comeou, yo cowardly skunks! Thar's forty Meets tew one Brisbane, but he ain't afeared! Come tew me, an' feel the size of ole Kernul Bowie!"
I conld see that his right hand gripped the handle of a knife—the blade being concealed in his sleeve. I saw Meeks staggering to his feet and the crowd closing in, and I mechanically grasped the revolver in my cout pocket.
At that moment there was a halt in proceedings. A newcomer crowded through tho throng, parting them right and left a tall, pc.rt'y person whom I had encountered a few hours before and now recognized with de light—Sam Morley, the jolly hearted "justice" of Snake Ridge.
Hold on a minute, boys," lie called cheerily. "I hate to interrupt a fair fight, but I am here on special business, and I'm in a sort of a hurry to get it over with." "Must be pow'rful pressin'," grumbled the angry fiddler. "Quite,k,replied the
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I have here a marriage license, drawn with all the formalities of law, by' which I am authorized to unite in wedlock Richard Sherwin and Marinda Brisbane. Are the parties present?"
With a peculiar, half frightened sensation at my heart I made a step forward, and then I felt a little, soft hand nestled confidingly within my palm. "Anybody able to produce any half way decent objection to this match? If so, speak now, for it's your last and only chance."
Every eye was turned upon old Brisbane's weather beaten visage. In evident perplexity his eyes wandered from his daughter's face to mine, then over the assembled crowd until, by chance, they rested upo.n the discolored bruise that now was plainly visible on the forehead of big Tony Meeks. Then the old man's faoe lighted with a- estile of •Atiatection. "Go ahead, 'square," be said calmly. "Ef I hed forty gals that fofier cud have his pick of the lot."
Every IMAM HI the room was perfectly cognisant of the old fellow's roofers for so saying. No reward was too great for linn who had caused the downfall of a Meeks. StUl, no one expressed any signs of disapproval, and when the ceremony was over, Molly Ann Moeks was the first to offer congratulations. "Sech a surprise," she simpered, "I never was so beat in my life. And I dew hope as how Mister Sherwin will settle down somewar clus, so nie'n' 'Rinda kin be together a heap."
And, freed from all fear of losing the affections of ttio amiublo Ben Coffee, Miss Meeks insisted on "dancing the next set" with me,' and took particular pains to introduce me to her numerous relations prominent among the number was my late antagonist, who vied with his sister in extravagant congratulation on my good luck at gaining such a treasure
as 'Rinda, the fiddler's little ole gal."—S. D. Barnes in The Yankee Blade.
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Ot the dead, our dead, our beautiful dead. Are close to the heart of eternity wed. When the last deed Is done and the last word li said
We will meet in the land of the beautiful dead. —John Jerome Rooney.
SEQUEL OF A HANGING.
A Reporter's Experience with Two Brothers, One of Whom Was Hanged. In the days when Horace Greeley waa booming The New York Tribune, Fred. Harriott was a reporter on that paper. In Binghamton, N. Y., a burglary waa committed by three men. Two of theee entered a store to Becure the booty, while the third was left outside as a guard. This guard was vigilant and he saw by the movements of a young man who appeared on the scene that the burglars had been discovered. Prompt action was necessary and the guard was the man for the situation. Before the young man could give the alarm the guard had grappled with and killed him. Hiding his victim in a dark corner he waited until his accomplices finished their work and then, without a word of the deed he had committed, repaired with them to a rendezvous where the spoils were to be divided. While thus engaged the murderer managed to start a quarrel and ia the scrimmage that followed he killed
Lis tw» confederates in crime and took ell-the booty himself Hie murderer, however, was not cunning enough to elude the officers of justice. He was arrested, tried and sentenced to be hanged. A few days before the hanging Harriott was sent bj Mr. Greeley to report the affair. Harriott interviewed the condemned, and found him to be in many respects a wonderful man. He was a crank of the first water, and waa thoroughly unbalanced in mind. He was a scholar of wonderful attainments, and as acquaintance progressed Harriott learned he had some manuscript works in original Greek that any college or institution of learning would be delighted to possess.
Upon his arrest the man had given the name of Rulof, and that was all the public knew 3f him, but Harriott found more than that in the man, and he became so interested in him that he also interested Mr. Greeley, and by their combined efforts a respite was obtained for the prisoner. Harriott worked hard to secure the man's pardon, but he did not succeed, and Rulof was hanged. The newspaper man was the last one with whom he spoke before the cap was pulled over his head.
Harriott quit the newspaper business and married Clara Morris. He became her manager and in that capacity found himself some years ago in San Francisco. While there the actress wished to have some pictures taken, and Mr. Harriott went to the well known photographers of San Francisco, Bradley & Rulofson. After a few moments' talk with one of the firm the thought that he had seen him before arose in his mind, and he directed questions that in turn caused questions to be asked. The photographer's appearance, manner and speech brought to his memory the hanging of Rulof in Binghamton, and when he found he was tnllring to Mr. Rulofson his wonder grew greater than ever at the similarity of the name. Mr. Rulofson drew from him the whole story of the triple murder and the hanging. He told how he had labored for the condemned man and the interest he had taken in him.
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havealreflkygotratone, too, and it is only fair that I should earn it at once."
He drew from an inner pocket a folded paper, and looked at me inquiringly. "Is it all right?"
I hesitated then suddenly I caught glimpse of a face in the background—a rosy, radiant face, suffused with blushes—and I nodded a quick assent. "Then hear ye, all people," shouted the jovial Morley, holding the document aloft, in full view of the puzzled, attentive throng
The proprietor listened intently all through and noted down in a book of orders the appointment for Miss Morris for the next day. They parted and Mr. Harriott began a stroll through the gallery, looking at the pictures. He had not been long thus engaged when he became aware of a commotion down on the Btreet below. He looked out of the window and saw a crowd. Presently it parted and some policemen emerged bearing the form of a man. Even at that distance Mr. Harriott recognized it as the man he had but a few minutes before been talking with. It was Rulofson. He had left the gallery and gone to the roof of the building and deliberately thrown himself to the pavement below.
Rulofson was a brother of the murderer hanged in Binghamton. He had not heard from his brother for years, as was learned a little later. The brother had been the black sheep of the famiiy and had causcd no end of trouble. He had been all over tho world and had traveled under many aliases. His last one was Rulof—he had merely dropped tho last syllable. The story Harriott told waa the first knowledge Rulofson had had of his brother's fate, and it affected him so that ho comihkted suicidor—Chicago Herald.
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P. T. En mum was introduced to Sir Arthur Sullivan, at the Waterloo station, in London. "Sir Arthur," said Mr. Barnum, "I am glad to have tho opportunity of meeting you. You aro celebrated. I am notoriousf It is said that a rather pompous minister once met Barnum and Baid to him: "Mr. Barnum, you and I have met before on the temperance platform, and I hope we shall meet in heaven." "We shall," replied Barnum, confidently, "if yoo're there."—SknFntn dsco Argonaut.
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