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Text for Page 163 [10-15-1853]

              side of the tavern, for the estimable purpose of passing democratic comments
on passers by.        On, over the hot yellow, blinding sand roads, through
the mountain, or rather hilly, Alabama scenery.    Soon we came  up
to a pedestrian.     He was a long, thin, keen, restless eyed, shabbily
dressed fellow; and after a few questions Kellam invited him to mount
one of the horses; which he very readily did.      The path lay all amid
forest now, and was very narrow; I rode on, some distance in front.
Presently came up the acquisition.   We held some talk together, of
the country, and its produce, he telling me he was walking home, into
Mississippi, some thirty or forty miles.           We did a longer days ride
than anticipated, the owner of the place intended having left off entertain-
ing travellers for some years.     So perforce, through the dark forest we had
to go for six miles further.    Our chance acquaintance, having once
quitted us, as we watered the horses, had again appeared in an unexpec-
ted manner; and now trudged on.      Presently, in a wild looking open
part of the country, a farm house appeared on our left.     �I reckon theyr�e
at supper now!� quoth our acquaintance.    There was a group outside, round
a table under the eaves of the rough log-hut.      We put the customary enquiries;
and after an hour or so, Maurice and Kellam returned from the stables,
having done what they could with the horses, and green corn .  Presently we
were bidden to supper, and trooped out from the fire side to it.   I shall not
readily forget that repast.      The wild landscape all around, the dank night breeze,
and the rough spoken repulsive woman at the table.      The others sate it out bare-
headed, I stuck to my hat.       It was over, then back to the room.      A
rough interior, log built; chinks in sides and roof; and as you sat by the brick
chimney side, you could look out through cracks and crevices into the night.   But
meantime our road-side companion has been talking with myself and our landlord.
He acknowledges he�s just out of prison, having therein been cast for threatening
to shoot a man.    That he was formerly accused of shooting a man, but was not               
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