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About The Red Cloud chief. (Red Cloud, Webster Co., Neb.) 1873-1923 | View Entire Issue (June 6, 1912)
w I oJsJ)tiijl v ' aaaawB I At4iJL A LJvomJp I -SiV '" f aNrrfiaaW ill 8YN0P8I8. The urnno nt Hip opening of the ntory Is laid In the llhrury of nn old worn-out southern plnntutlun, known as tlm Hr ony. Tim pliicc Im to bo Bold. anil It lilmory ami that of the owners, tho Qlilntardft, In llic subject of dlHcliHHlnn by Jonathan Cronnliaw, ft business '" tranmir known nn llliulen, anil Ynncy. a furmrr, when llunnlbiil Wiiyne llainrd, a mystcrloiiH clillil of the obi Kouthcrn family, mahra bin nnpeftrnm.o. Yancy tctln bow tin adopted the boy. Na thaniel Ferris buyH tbo llarnny. but the Qulntard deny any knowledge of Hi" boy. Yancy to keep Hannibal. Captain Murrcll. a friend of the Qul"""'!..? pear and aska question tyul.,no .', ony. Troublo at Bcrntch Hill, when Han nibal la kidnaped by Wave Illount. Cap tain Murrell'a onent. Yancy nvertakHS mount, give him a thranhlnir and secures the boy. Yancy nnponra before J,U'" Iialaam, and la discharged with cost for the plaintiff. Betty Malroy, a Mend or tho F'crrliie. boa un encounter with Cap tain Murrcll. who forces bis ttttcnt ona on tier, and la rescued by Hruca Carrlimton. Hetty sets out for her Tennessee I'omo. CarrJnjtton takes the unine ataon. Yanoy and Hannibal disappear, with Murrell on their trail. Hannibal arrives at tho home Of Judge Hlocum Price. Tin; Judge jecoK nlica In tho boy. the grandson ?' " JW time friend. Nlurrell arrives t Jw; home. Cavendlli fiimlly on raft rcsc'io Yancy. who la apparently dead. 1 r ice breaks Jail. Hetty and Currlngton arrive at Belle Plain. Ilannltial'a rifle iHacloaea norno startling things lo the Jtiilgo. Han nibal and Betty meet again. Murrell ar rive In Hello Plain. Is playing tor MK takes. Yancy nwnkes from long areain. Icaa steep on board tho raft. l'r,,V makes startling discoveries In looking up land titles. (CHAPTER XII (Continued). "So your BlBter doesn't like mo, Tom that's on your mind this morn ing, la Itr Murrell was saying. "Make It worth my while and I'll take her off your hands," and Mur rell laughed. Tom favored him with a sullen tare. There was a brief silence, during which Murrell studied his friend's face. When bo spoke, It was to give the conversation a new direction. "Did Bho bring tho boy hero last night? I saw you drive off with him In the carriage." "Yes, she makes a regular pet of the little ragamullln." "Is the boy going to stay at Uclle Plain?" Inquired Murroll. "That notion hasn't struck her yet, for I heard her Bay at breakfnHt that ho'd tako him to Kalolgh this after noon." "That's the boy I traveled all the way to North Carolina to got for Fentress." "Eh you don't say?" cried Ware. "Tom, what do you know about the Quintan! lands; what do you know about Qulntard himself?" continued Murrell. "He wan a rich nlnntor; lived in North Carolina. My father met him when he was In congress and got him to Invest In land bore. They had somo colonization scheme on foot this wus upward of twenty years ago but nothing camo of It. Qulntard lost Intorotit." "And the land?" "Oh, ho held on to that." "Qulntard has been dead two years, Tom, and back yonder In North Caro lina tlioy told mo ho loft nothing but the homo plantation. The boy lived there up to iho tlmo of Quintard's death, but what relation ho was to tho old man no 0110 know. Offhand, Tom, I'd say that by getting hold of the boy FcntrcsB expects to got hold of the Qulntard land." That's likely," said VVaro; then struck by a sudden Idea, be added, "Aro you going to take all the risks and let him pocket tho cash? If It's tho land he's after, tho stako's big enough to dlvldo." "He can have tho wholo thing and welcome I'm playing for a bigger stake." His friend stared at him In astonishment. "I'm licking a specula- tlon Into shape that will causo mo to bo remembered while there's a white man alive In tho Mississippi Valley! Have you hoard what tho niggers did at liaytl?" "You let the niggers alono; don't you tamper with thorn," said Ware. He possessed a profound belief In Murrell's capacity. "Look bore, what do you think I havo boon working lor to ateui ? few nlggora? That furnlslios us with money, but you can push tho trado too hard and too far. Tho planters are unoaBy. Tho Chin's got to deal a counter blow or go out of business. Between bore and the gult " he made a wide sweeping gesturo with bis arm. "I am spotting ttiu country with my men; there aro two thousand active workers on the rolin or tho mau, bmu an lunuy inure llko you Tom and Fentress on whose friend ship I can rely." "Sure as God,, John Murrell, you are overreaching yourself i your white men are all right, they've got to atlck by you; ir they don't they know It's only a question of tlnio un til tbey get a knife driven Into their ribs but nlggora thore Isn't any real fight In a nlggor, II thero was they wouldn't be here." , "Yet you couldn't bare made tho whites In llnyti bellovo that," said Murroll, with a sinister smile. Ware, feeling the entire usolessntaB ( Cofrir, iPd, of argument, uttered a string of Im precations, and then roll silent. "Well, how about tho girl, TotnT" naked Murrell at length. "Listen to mo. Tom. 111 tako her away, and Hello Plain is yours land, stock and niggers!" said Murrell. Wuro shifted and twisted In his seat. "Do you want the land and the nig Kors? I reckon you'll have to take them whether you want them or not, for I'm going to have the girl." CHAPTER XIII. Bob Yancy Finds Himself. Mr. Yancy awoke from a dreamless Bleep; heavy-lidded, long his eyes slid open. For a moment he struggled with tho odds and ends of memory, then he recalled the tight at the tavern, tho sudden murderous at tack, tho tierce blows SloBson had dealt him, tho knlfo thrust which had ended tho strugglo. Therefore, the bandages that now swathed his head and shoulders; therefore, the need that he should be up and doing for where was Hannibal? Suddenly a shadow fell obliquely across the foot of his narrow bed, and Cavendish, bonding his long body somewhat, thrust his head In at the opening, lie found himself looking Into a pair of eyes that for the lirst tlmo In many a long day held the light of consciousness. "How aro you, stranger?" he de manded, In a soft, drawl. "Where nm I?" The words were a whisper on Yancy's bearded lips. "Well, sir, you are In the Tennes see river fo certain. Polly! you Jest Btep here." nut Polly had heard Cavendish speak, and the murmur of Yancy's His Face Went White and the voice in reply. Now her head ap peared beside ber husband's. "La, you aro some bettor, ain't you, sir?" she cried, smiling down on him. "It's been right smart of a spell, too; yes, sir, you've laid like you wnu dead, and not fo' a matter or hours cither but days." "How long?" "Well, ntgh on to tbreo weeks." They saw Yancy's eyes widen with a look of dumb horror. "And you don't know nothing about my nevvy? you ain't seen or beard of him, ma'am?" faltered Yancy. Polly shook ber head regretfully. "Ton or thereabouts, ma'am. He wore a heap ot comrort to me " and the whisper on Yancy's lips was won derfully tender and wistful. He closed his eyes and presently, lulled by tbe boft rlppto that bore thorn company, foil Into a roBtful sleep. The raft drifted on Into tho day'B heat; and when at last Yancy awoke, it was to find Henry and Keppel seat ed beside him, each solacing htm with a small moist band. Mrs. Cavendish appeared, bringing Yancy's breakfast THE PRODIGAL JUDGE V4uohan Rested UVSTtyTtOHS ByD.MELVIU rurfioMi Mieitt COMmnr In her wako camo Connie with the baby, and the three little brothers who were to bo accorded tbe cher ished prlvllego of seeing the poor gen tleman eat. Cavendish presented him self at tho opening that did, duty as a door. "This looks like beln' alive, strang er," he commented genially. "You-all ain't told me yo' name yet?" said Yancy. "It's Cavendish. Hlchard Keppel Cavendish." "My name's Yancy Bob Yancy." Mr. Cavendish exchanged glances with Mrs. Cavendish. "Stranger, what I'm agoln' to tell you, you'll take aB beln' said man to man," ho began, with the Impressive air of one who had a secret of great moment to Impart. "Ever hear tell of lords?" "No." Yancy was quick to notice the , look of disappointment on the faces or hlB new friends. "Are you ever heard of royalty 7" nnd Cavendish fixed the Invalid's wandering glance. "You mean kings?" "I shore do." Yancy made a mighty mental effort. "There's them lilble kings" be ventured at length. Mr. Cavendish shook his bead. "Them's sacred kings. Are you fa miliar with any of tbe profane kings, Mr. Yancy?" "Well, taking them as tbey come, them Iliblo kings seemed to average pretty profane." Yancy was disposed to defend this point. "You must a heard of the kings of England. Sho', wa'n't any of yo folks In the wnr agin' him?" "I'd plumb forgot, why my daddy fit all through the war!" exclaimed Book Slipped From His Fingers. Ynncy. The Cavendishes wore Im mensely relloved. "Now you-all keep still," snld Cav endish. "I wnnt Mr. Ynncy should get tho straight or this here! The vari ous orders of royalty are kings, dukes, earls and lords. Earls is tbo third from tho top or the heap, but lords ain't no slouch." "Dick had ought to know, fo' he's an enrl himself," cried Polly exultant ly. "Sho,' Hlchard Keppel Cavendish. Earl or Lambeth! Sho', that was what ho was! Sho'!" and some transient teeling ot awe stamped Itseir upon their small faces as tbey viewed the long and limber figure or their par ent. "These hero titles go to the eldest son. Ho begins by beln' a viscount," continued Chills nnd Fever, "it was my grent grandfather come over hero from England. His name was Hlch ard Koppol Cavendish, same as mine Is. Ho lived back yonder on tho Caro. Una coaBt and went to raisin' tobac co. I've heard my grandfather tell all about It Baal E3wW " "iry" bbbs -"-Crsf. "My grandfather said be never knowed a man with the same aver sion ogln labor as his father had. Folks put It down to laziness, but tbey misjudged blm, as come out later, yet he never let on. "Then one day he got bis "hands oa a paper that had come acrost In a ship from England. All at once, he lit on Bomethtng In the paper, and be started up and let out a yell like he'd been shot. 'By gum, I'm the Earl of Lambeth!' he says, and took out to tbe nearest tavern and got b'llln' full. Afterward he showed 'em the paper and tbey seen with their own eyes where Richard Keppel Cavendish, Earl of Lambeth, had died In London. My great grandfather told 'em that was his uncle; that when he left home there was several cousins but they'd up and died, so the title come to him. He never done a lick of work after that. "I'm an orphan man of title now and It's been my dream to take Polly and the children and go back to Eng land and see the king about my title. Don't you reckon he's got the notloa the Cavendishes has petered out?" Mr. Yancy considered this likely. The furious shrieking of a steam packet's whistle broke In upon them. "It's another of them hawgs, want in' all the river!" said Mr. Cavendish, and fled to the steering oar. CHAPTER XIV. The Judgs Sets a Ghost. Charley Norton's good offices did not end when he had furnished Judge Price with a bouse, for Betty required of him that he should supply that gentleman with legal business as well. Thus It happened that Judge Price, before he had been three days In Halelgb, received a civil note from Mr. Norton asking blm to search the title to a certain timber tract held by one Joseph Quald. The Judge, power fully excited, told Mahaffy he was be ing understood and appreciated. The immediate result ot Norton's communication had been to send the Judge up the street to the court house. He would show his client that he could be punctual and painstaking. Entering the court bouse, ho found himself in a narrow hall. He entered the county clerk's office. He was al ready known to this official, whose name was 'Saul, and he now greeted him. "A little matter of business brings me bore, sir," began the judge, with a swelling chest and mellow accents. "I am In some haste to look up a title for my client, Mr. Norton." Mr. Saul scrambled up out of the depths or his chair and exerted him self in the judge's behalf. "This is what you want, sir. Better take tbe ledger to the window, the light in hero ain't much." He drew forward a cbatr aB be spoke, and the judge, seating himself, began to pol ish his spectacles with great delibera tion. "You've set on the bench, sir?" sug gested Mr. Saul. "In one ot the eastern counties, but my inclination has never been toward tho judiciary." He was turning the leaves or the ledger as he spoke. Sud denly the movement -of bis hand was arrested. "Found It?" asked Mr. Saul. But the judge gave him no answer; he was staring down at the open pages or the book. "Found the entry?" re peated Mr. Saul. "Eh what's that? No" he ap peared to hesitate. "Who Is this man Qulntard?" "He's tho owner ot a hundredthou-sand-acre tract In this and abutting counties," said Mr. Saul. "Who has charge ot the land?" "Colonel Fentress; be was old Gen eral Ware's law partner. I've heard It was tho general who got this man Qulntard to make the Investment, but that was before my time." The Judge lapsed Into silence. A step sounded in the narrow ball. An Instant later tho door was pushed open, nnd grateful ror any Interrup tion that would serve to take Mr. Saul's attention from himself, the judge abruptly turned bis back on the clerk and began to examine the record before him. Insensibly, how ever, the cold, level tones of the voice that was addressing itseir to Mr. Saul quickened tho beat or his pulse, tbe throb or his heart, and struck back through tho years to a day from which he reckoned time. He turned slowly, as If in dread. What he saw was y man verging on sixty, lean and dark, with thin, shaven cheeks or a bluish cast above the Jaw, and a strongly aquiline pro file. Long, black locks swept the col lar ot hts coat, while his tall, spare figure was habited In sleek broadcloth and spotless linen. For a moment the judge seemed to struggle- with doubt, then his race went white, and the book slipped from bis fingers to tho win dow ledge. 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