“Gorrynation! if dat’s de way I’m treated I’ll lick bofe of you!”
And in order the better to carry out his threat, he began fiercely doffing his coat. He made a great pretense of hurrying, but, before he could shed the garment, a man standing near seized him by the arm and yanked him back with a force that came near throwing him to the ground again.
“What’s the matter with you, Mix? ’tend to your own business.”
This same person afterward remarked:
“I noticed that it didn’t take much pulling to keep that darky out of the muss.”
The briers being cleared from the path, the two combatants now came together. The stranger did not retreat, when Alden quickly but guardedly approached, and after a couple of feints landed a blow fair and square on his cheek that staggered him. He held his feet, however, and advanced again. The two would have closed the next minute, with the result in doubt, hut an unlooked for interruption came. A loud voice demanded:
“What do you mean, Ross?”
And without waiting for an answer, a tall
