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THE ILLEGAL MARRIAGE. 23 boy has not those finer feelings. He means to do me a kindness.” Stannard saw the body in motion, then rode home to rouse his own servants. Collecting a few blankets he sent a boy back with them. “And there,” he said, stopping the boy until he could pull a pair of heavy blankets from his own bed, “take these to Aleck.” Stannard was ever a kind man to his negroes—to any negroes, in fact, and was more considerate about their feelings than about the feelings of many white men who assumed to be his equals. “These poor fellows have to work hard enough,” he was accustomed to say, “and are entitled to my consideration. They help to make my money, and I am not only bound to provide for them, but to respect their feelings.” Such sentiments were not generally popular among the small farmers; but he was a rich man, and no one dared question his views. It was easier work with strong blankets for a litter, and in a short time Trippe was lying in bed. They poured a few spoonfuls of brandy down his throat, and had the satisfaction of finding that his heart beat all the stronger for the stimulant. “We'll take some ourselves, presently,” Stannard said, “but first let us think about getting a doctor. His wife must be sent for too. Barton, where can we send.” “Macon’s nighest; but the train has just gone up. You might catch the down train for Fort Valley.” “That’s true. Barely time for it, though,” he answered, looking at his watch. “Ill send for Doc- tor Pierce.” Gomicboo “S (E(0)