"I be bound you don't know me, Mars' Pendleton," were his first words

The Major rose and came forward old, familiar style of address old plantation darkeys without doubt; but they widely scattered, and recall the voice or face

"I don't believe ," kindly--"unless assist my memory "

"Don't you 'member Cindy's Mose, Mars' Pendleton, what 'migrated 'mediately after de war ? "

"Wait moment," said the Major, rubbing his forehead tips fingers He loved to recall everything connected with those beloved days "Cindy's Mose," he reflected "You worked horses--breaking the colts Yes, I remember now surrender, you took the name of--don't prompt me--Mitchell, and went West--to Nebraska "

"Yassir, yassir,"--the old man's face stretched with delighted grin--"dat's him, dat's it Newbraska Dat's me--Mose Mitchell Old Uncle Mose Mitchell, dey calls me now Old mars', your pa, gimme pah of dem mule colts when I lef' fur to staht me goin' with You 'member dem colts, Mars' Pendleton ? "

"I don't seem to recall the colts," said the Major " married the first year war and living old Follinsbee place But sit down, sit down, Uncle Mose I'm you prospered "

Uncle Mose took chair and laid his hat carefully floor beside it

"Yessir; of late I done mouty famous When I first got to Newbraska, dey folks come all roun' me dem mule colts Dey ain't see no mules like dem in Newbraska I sold dem mules for three hundred dollars Yessir--three hundred

"Den I open blacksmith shop, suh, and made some money and bought some lan' Me and my old 'oman done raised up seb'm chillun, and all doin' well 'cept two of 'em what died Fo' year ago railroad come along and staht town slam ag'inst my lan', and, suh, Mars' Pendleton, Uncle Mose am worth leb'm thousand dollars in money, property, and lan' "

"I'm it," said the Major heartily " it "

"And dat little baby of yo'n, Mars' Pendleton--one what you name Miss Lyddy--I be bound dat little tad done growed up tell nobody wouldn't know her "

The Major stepped door and called: "Lydie, dear, come ? "

Miss Lydia, looking quite grown up and little worried, came in from her room

"Dar, now ! What'd I tell you ? I knowed dat baby done be plum growed up You don't 'member Uncle Mose, child ? "

" Aunt Cindy's Mose, Lydia," explained the Major "He left Sunnymead West were two years old "

"Well," said Miss Lydia, " hardly be expected to remember you, Uncle Mose, age And, say, I'm 'plum growed up,' and was blessed But I'm you, even if 't remember you "

And she was And so Major Something alive and tangible had come to link them happy past The three sat and talked over the olden times, the Major and Uncle Mose correcting or prompting reviewed the plantation scenes and days

The Major inquired what the old man was far home

"Uncle Mose am delicate," he explained, "to de grand Baptis' convention in dis city I never preached none, but bein' residin' elder in de church, and able fur my own expenses, dey sent me along "

"And how did we were in Washington ? " inquired Miss Lydia

"Dey's cullud man works in de hotel whar I stops, what comes from Mobile me he seen Mars' Pendleton comin' outen dish here house one mawnin'

"What I come fur," continued Uncle Mose, reaching into his pocket--"besides de sight of home folks--was Mars' Pendleton what I owes him

"Yessir--three hundred dollars " He handed the Major roll of bills "When I lef' old mars' says: 'Take dem mule colts, Mose, and, be so you gits able, pay fur 'em ' Yessir--dem was his words De war had done lef' old mars' po' hisself Old mars' bein' dead, de debt descends to Mars' Pendleton Three hundred dollars Uncle Mose is plenty able now When dat railroad buy my lan' I laid off fur dem mules Count de money, Mars' Pendleton Dat's what I sold dem mules fur Yessir "

Tears were in Major Talbot's eyes Uncle Mose's hand and laid his other upon his shoulder

"Dear, faithful, old servitor," in an unsteady voice, "I don't mind saying that 'Mars' Pendleton spent his last dollar week ago accept this money, Uncle Mose, since, in way, sort of payment, as token loyalty and devotion old regime Lydia, my dear, money better fitted than I to manage its expenditure "

"Take it, honey," said Uncle Mose "Hit belongs Hit's Talbot money "

After Uncle Mose had gone, Miss Lydia had good cry---for joy; Major turned his face to corner, and smoked his clay pipe volcanically

The succeeding days saw the Talbots restored to peace and ease Miss Lydia's face lost its worried look The major appeared in new frock coat, he looked like wax figure personifying the memory golden age Another publisher who read the manuscript _Anecdotes and Reminiscences thought that, with little retouching and toning down high lights, make really bright and salable volume of it Altogether, the situation was comfortable, and not without the touch of is often sweeter than arrived blessings

One day, about week after their piece of good luck, maid brought letter for Miss Lydia to her room The postmark showed from New York Not knowing there, Miss Lydia, in mild flutter of wonder, sat down by her table and opened the letter with her scissors what she read:

TALBOT:

glad to learn good fortune received and accepted an offer of two hundred dollars per week by New York stock company to play Colonel Calhoun in Magnolia Flower

something else you I guess you'd better not tell Major Talbot anxious him some amends great help in studying the part, and bad humor in He refused to let me, so it anyhow easily spare the three hundred

, H HOPKINS HARGRAVES

P S How did I play Uncle Mose ?

Major Talbot, passing hall, saw Miss Lydia's door open and stopped

"Any mail , Lydia, dear ? " he asked

Miss Lydia slid the letter beneath fold of her dress