The Real Hard Sell

el earned odd dimes-every day a few-he turne

initial station of a driftwood industry which was finally expressed in the lon

ant almost despair of a forlorn hope was pathetic indeed. Still it was but momentary. They had gone over the same gr

tion to Israel's mind of the urgency of immediate relief. In the stress of materia

nd then upward. He had a hard problem to solve. Here was a great thinking space, and yet, although he stopped for the length of several strokes, and the night was mild and still,-although every condition was favorable for clear thought,-his mind seemed lost in a sort of

t 's my po'tion. Quick as I gits biggoty and tri

energy, for, even as he spoke, the Duck, with oars for wings,

had set her old mind free to wander. She seemed to have a broader vision, a new perspective upon a situation in which she was herself the chief conserving factor. While she kept the child within he

ght skies where the lightnings play-she traveled again in her musings the arbitrary paths of fate from one crisis to another in the eventful latter years of h

then the sudden marriage of the youngest of the three; the declaration of war; the enlistment of the two elder st

anebrakes, and on the heel of this divided joy came his passionate enlisting "to avenge the death of his brothers." And then-ah! and then-how fast the zigzags d

ry one, in its history of faithfulness of the slave people during the crucial period when the masters had gone to battle,

f old Colonel Le Duc. The woman had nursed all the babies in turn, Ha

fields, no wood better stocked with game than the narrow forest lying close along its northern limit, no streams more picturesque in their windings or better equipped for the angler's art than that of the Bayou

orders had long been a refuge for runaway negroes, who were often forced to poach upon its preserves for food, even to the extent of an occasional raid upon its smoke-houses and barns, so that women and ch

oot in New Orleans and one on the plantation," as he expressed it,-and it is not surprising that his children had laughing

of her placid New England face, even while he himself suffered much, knowing that her brothers were enlisting in the opposing armies and that her family felt her marriage at this time to a slaveholder as a poignant sorro

rael, and cut us loose! And I'll show

modern times, with its improvements, full working force and equipment, to Harold G