Always affectionately yours,
"CAROLINA LEE."
CHAPTER XVII.
IN THE BARNWELLS' CARRYALL
Aunt Angie La Grange descended from the Barnwells' carryall in front of the station platform at Enterprise, and tapped on the window of the telegraph-agent's box.
"How late is the train from Savannah, Barney, son?"
Mr. Mazyck sauntered out.
"Only about three hours to-day, Aunt Angie. Expecting the folks?"
"Only Peachie. Mrs. Winchester and Carolina went on down to Jacksonville on business. Did you ever see such a girl?"
"I never did. She scares me 'most to death. I'd like to marry her, Aunt Angie, but what could I--what could any man do with such a wife?"