“The delighted aunt hastens to report to her son, who stares rather blankly, for a lover, as he hears of this concession on his cousin’s part, and without answer, he orders his horse and rides furiously away.  The ride is one that has been very frequently taken since the young man’s return, and pretty soon he is in earnest conversation with the rosy-cheeked, black-eyed daughter of Dr. Williams.  There seems to be very good understanding between the two, and later, just at the final scene, it will come out as effectively as can be portrayed the startling news of their secret marriage.

“The days go on.  One afternoon in the late autumn, Aun’ Jinkey, smoking and ‘projeckin’’ as usual in her cabin, has a vision which fairly sends her heart, as she will express it, ’right troo de mouf.’  Was it a ‘spook,’ or had the dead really come back to life?  And I hear her exclaim, throwing up her hands, ’Bress de Lawd, Marse Scoville, dat you?  Whar you drap fum dis yere time?  I doan almos’ know you widout de un’fo’m!’

“But the ‘vision’ will not stop to narrate to the old aunty of his capture, imprisonment and illness, his release and hurried journey North.  He catches sight of the slight figure of Miss Lou in the distance near the run, and in a moment is beside her.  ’Only death could keep me from seeking you and living for you always, did I not tell you, my darling, my darling?’

“And here I will leave them.  The reader’s imagination will picture more if more is wished.  It is better so.”

THE END