Democratic Sentinel, Volume 18, Number 7, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 2 March 1894 — A Consolatory Chance. [ARTICLE]

A Consolatory Chance.

One evening, just about dark, I rode up to a cabin in the Tennessee mountains and asked to stay all night. “I’m sorry, mister,” said a woman who had responded to my request, “but yer can t stay here.” “Why not?” I asked. “I'll pay for it.” “Taiu't the pay I’m afraid uv, mister,” she said, “but ther’ ain’t no menfolks in the house and we can't keep you ” “What am Ito do?” I asked, helplessly. “Go on to the next place, I reckon.” “How far is it?” “Two miles, er siteh a matter.” “But it is dark,” I urged; “1 never was here before and I'll be sure to lose the road.” “I reckon Utt's a chance uv that,” she said, and then, more encouragingly “but hits s.tch a tarnel bad road, mister, that you’ll be glad you lost hit, afore ycu've gone a mile.”