Beadle's Dime Novels No. 138: Tim, the Scout — page 21: what you’re looking at

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. A #ILVAN RETRUAT. . 28 people, showed tokens of high culture, different from any of the people among whom they lived. They had not been there more than three years, and during that time had acquired a reputation for hospitality, both among the Indians and the whites. But Mr. Neal was rarely abroad. Those who ‘had Jeen so fortunate as to see him, spoke of him as a remark- ably handsome man, about forty years of age, but bearing on his face the unmistakable impress of some hidden sorrow. It must have been a great grief which drove a man of his education to find a home upon the borders of civilization, as he had done, with such a daughter as Lizzie. The Indians had named him the “Open Hand,’ from his generosity, and Lizzie “Sunbeam.” The name was so appropriate that those who knew them: took it up, and “ Little Sunbeam ” was toasted oftener at the posts than Lizzie Neal. She took the sobriquet kindly, and was, indeed, a sunbeam in her father’s house. They walked on in silence for about a mile, and then the cottage of Neal was seen through the trees. It was one of the common log structures of the region, rather larger tban ordinary, and literally covered with a growth of ivy, which Lizzie had trained to climb over the front. A beautiful silyan retreat it was. Here they had lived for three years. © Their family consisted of the father and daughter, and two negro servants} man and wife, who had persisted in clinging to the altered fortunes of their master. These two had a little cabin by themselves, and did. all the work, one on the farm, the other in the house. Cub, the man’s nickname, would not allow his master to work, dogmatically informing him that it “wasn’t his place,” and he “ wouldn’t stand no sich conduc’.” .Mr. Neal was obliged to yield. ‘Within the house Dinah Was autocrat, and kept Lizzie from doing many things she Would gladly haye done. But, Aunt Dinah grumbled “twan’ ‘£ no ways likely she was gwine to stand by and see Miss Lizzie Spile -lily-white hands o’ hern wid dirty dishwater, when — dar was an old brack nigger wench layin’ ’roun’ dar doin’ — nothi vat wasn’t worth shucks for any thin’ else.” 98 Lizzie was obliged to yield also, and let Cub and Dinah “have it their own way in the house and fields. The servants idolized their master and mistress, and there was nothing they would not do for them. Cub came out of the cain, and comicbooks.con