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The scene t the opdnlnp of the story 1
Mid In tlio library of nn old worn-out
outhcrn plantation, known ns tlie Unr
pny. The place la to bo Mold, and Its
history nnil that of tho owners, the
Qulntnrds, Is tlm subject of dlscusalon by
Jonalhnn Crenshaw, a business man, a
Mtranxer known its Dlnrien, and Uob
Yancy, n farninr. when Hannibal Wayne
llasard, s, tnysicrlous child of tho old
southern family, niuUcs his appearance.
Ynney tells how he udopted tho boy. Na
Hiaiilcl Ferris buys tho liarony, but the
Qulntards deny any knowledge of tho
my. Yancy to keep Hannibal. Captain
Murrcll, a friend of the QuIntanK ap
pears and nsks questions about tho liar
ony. Trouble nt Hcratch Hill when Han
nibal Is kidnaped by Dava Olount, Cap
tain Murrcll's URnnt. Yanry overtakes
Iilount, Klves him a thrashing and secures
the boy, Yancy appeurs beforn Hqillre
IJalanm, and Is dlscharKed with rosts for
tho plaintiff. Detty Malroy, a friend of
tho Fcrrlses, has nn encounter with Cap
tain Murrell, who forcos his attentions on
tier, and Is rescued by Uruce CarrltiRton.
Betty sets out for her Tennessee home.
Carrluirton take tho same stuo. Yancy
Hnd Hannibal disappear, with Murrell on
their trail. Hannlbul arrives nt tho home
of Judge fllocum l'rlce. The Judgo recoi;
nice In the boy, tho grandson of nn old
time friend. Murrell arrives nt Judso's
, home. Cavendish family on raft rescue
Yancy, who Is apparently doud. Price
breaks Jail. Hetty and Carrlngton arrive
at Hello Plain. Hannibal's rlllo discloses
aoma startling things to the judge. Han
nibal and Hotty meet again. Murrell ar
rive In nello Plain. In playing for big
stakes. Yancy awakes from long dream
less sleep on board tho raft. Judge Price
tnnkes startling discoveries In looking up
land titles. Charley Norton, a young
planter, who assists the judgo. Is mys
teriously assaulted. Norton Informs Car
rlngton that Detty has promtued to mnrrv
lilin. Norton Is mysteriously shot. More
light on Murrcll's plot. Ho plnns upris
ing of negroes. Judgo Price, with Hunnt
bal, visits Uutty. nnd she keeps tho boy
a a companion. In n stroll Hetty takes
with Hannibal they meet Bnis Hicks,
daughter of tho overseer, who warns
Betty of danger nnd counsels her to
leave Dclle Plain at onco. Hetty, terri
fied, acts on Hess' advice, and on their
way their carriage It stopped by Blosson.
tho tavern keeper, nnd a confederate, and
Hotty nnd Hannibal are mado prisoners.
Tho pair are taken to Hicks' cabin, In an
almost Inaccessible spot, and there Mur
rell visits Hetty and reveals his part In
the plot nnd his object. Hetty spurns
nls proffered love and tho Interview Is
ended by tho arrival of Ware, terrified
at possible uutcomo of tho crime. Judgo
Price, hearing of tho abduction, plans ue
tlon. Tho Judgo takes charge of tho
Ituatton, nnd search for tho missing ones
Is Instituted. Carrtngton visits tho Judge
and allies nre discovered. Judgo Prlro
visits Colonel Fentress, where ho meets
Yancy and Cavendish.
CHAPTER XXIV. (Continued).
When they entered the library Fen
tresa turned and took stock of his
KUOBts. Mahaffy he had seen beforo;
Yancy and Cavendish were of courso
strangers to him, but their appear
ance explained them; last or all hla
glance shifted to the Judge. He had
heard something of those activities by
means of which Slocutn Prlco had
striven to distinguish himself, nnd ho
had a certain curiosity respecting tho
man. It was Immediately satisfied.
The Judge bod reached a degreo or
ahabblness seldom equaled, and but
for his mellow, effulgent personality
might well have passed for a common
vagabond; and If his dress advortlsed
the state or his finances, his face ex
plained his habits. No misconception
was possible about either.
"May I offer you a glass or liquor?"
asked Fentress, breaking tho silence.
Ho stepped to the walnut center-table
where there was a decanter and
Rlassos. Dy a gesture the Judge de
clined tho Invitation. Whereat tho
colonel looked surprised, but not so
surprised as Mahaffy. Thcro was an
other silence.
"I don't think we ever mot before?"
observed Fentress, There was some
thing in the fixed stare his visitor was
bending upon him that ho round dis
quieting, Just why, he could not have
told.
But that fixed stare of the Judge's
continued. No, the man had not
changed he had grown older certain
ly, but age had not coma ungraceful
ly; ho became the glossy broadcloth
and spotless linen he wore. Here was
a man who could command tho good
things ot life, using them with a ra
tional temperance. The room Itself
waB In harmony with nU character;
It was plain but rich In Its appoint
ments, at once his library and his or
flco, whilo the well-filled cases ranged
about tho walls showed his tastes to
bo In the main scholarly and Intel
lectual. "How'' long have you lived hero?"
asked the Judge abruptly. Fentress
seemed to hesitate; but the Judge's
glance, compelling and Insistent, de
manded an answer.
"Ten years."
"You have known many men of all
classes as a lawyer and a planter?"
aid the Judge. Fentress Inclined his
bead. The Judge took a step noaror
blm. "People have a great trick of
coming and golnir In thesn wnt..m
statesman sorts of damned riffraff
arm in ana out or these new lands."
A deadly earnestness lifted the Judge's
words above mere rudeness. Fen
tress, cold and distant, made no reply.
"For the past twenty years I have
been looking ror a man by the name
of Gatewood David Gatewood." Dis
ciplined as he waa, the colonel start
ed violently. "Ever beard of him,
Fentress?" demanded the Judge with
a savage scowl.
"What's all this to me?" The words
came with a gasp from Fentress'
twitching lips. The Judge looked at
blm moody and frowning.
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"I have reason to think this man
Gntowood came to west TonnoBsee,"
ho snld.
"if so, I have never hoard ot him."
"Perhaps not under that name at
any rate, you nro going to hear or blm
now. This man Gatewood, who be
tween ouraolvca wns a damned scoun
drol" tho colonol winced "this man
Gatewood had a friend who threw
money and business in his way a
plantor ho was, same as Gatewood. A
Hort of partnership existed between
tho pair. It proved an expensive en
torpriso ror Gatewood's rriend, since
ho enmo to truHt tho damned scoun
drel moro nnd more as tlmo passed
oven largo stuns or his money were
In Gatewood's hands " Fentress'
countenance wan like stone, da expres
sionless nnd as rigid.
Dy tho door stood Mahaffy with
Yancy nnd Cavendish; they under
stood that what was obscure and
meaningless to thorn held a tragic
slgnlllcanco to these two men. The
Judge's heavy race, ordinarily battered
and debauched, but Infinitely good
natured, l)o ro now tho markings or
deep passion, and tho Volco that rum
bled forth from his capacious chest
cumo to thoir cars llko distant thun
der. "This trlend or Gatewood's had a
wife " The Judge's voice broke, emo
tion shook him llko a loar; he was
tearing open bis wounds. Ho reached
over and poured httnseir a drink, suck
ing It down with greedy lips. "There
was a wife" ho whirled about on his
heol nnd faced Fentress again. "There
wns a wife, Fentress" ho fixed Ken
tress with his blazing eyes. "A wire
nnd child. Well, ono day Qatowood
and tho wire were missing. Under the
circumstances Gatewood's trlend was
well rid of tho pair he should have
been grateful, but ho wasn't, tor bis
wlfo took his child, a daughter; and
Gatewood a trlfio or thirty thousand
dollars his friend had Intrusted to
him!"
There was another silence.
"At a later day I mot this man who
bad been betrayed by his wife and
robbed by his friond. He bad fallen
out of tho race drink had done for
him there was Just one thing be
seemed to care about, and that was
the fate of bio child, but maybe bo
was only curious thero. He wondered
It she had lived, and married" Once
more the Judge paused.
"What's all this to me?" asked Fen
tress. "Are you euro It's nothing to you?"
demanded the Judgo hoarsoly. "Un
derstand this, Fentress, Gatewood's
treachery brought ruin to at least two
lives. It caused the woman's father
to hide his faco from the world; It
wasn't enough ror him that his
friends bellovcd bis daughter dead; he
knew differently, and the shame or
that knowledge ate Into bis soul. It
cost tho husband bis place In tho
world, too in tho end it made or him
a vagabond and a penniless wan
derer." 'This Is nothing to me," said Ken
tress. '
"Walt!" cried tho Judge. "About six
years ago the woman was seen at her
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father's home In North Carolina. 1
reckon Gntowood hnd cast her off.
She didn't go back ompty-handed. She
had run away rrom her husband with
a child a girl; alter a lapso or twen
ty years sho returned to' hor lather
with a boy or two or throo. Thero
aro two questions that must bo an
swered when 1 find Gntowood: what
beenmo of tho woman, and what be
came or tho child; aro they living or
dead; did tho daughter grow up and
marry nnd havo a son? When I get
ray answer It will bo time enough to
think or Gatewood's punishment!"
Tho Judge leaned forward across tho
table, bringing his race close to Ken
tress' race. "Look at mo do you
know me now?"
'But Fentress' expression never al
tered. Tho Judge fell back a step.
"Fentress, I want tho boy," ho said
quietly.
"What boy?"
"My grandson!"
"You nro mad! What do I know
of him or you?" Fentress was gain
ing courago rrom tho sound ot his
own voice.
"You know who he Is and whero bo
Is. Your business relations with this
man Ware have put you on the track
or tho Qulntard lands In this state.
You Intend to uso tho boy to gather
them in."
"You're mad!" repeated Fentress.
"Unless you bring him to mo inside
or twenty-rour hours I'll smash you!"
roared tho Judgo. "Your name isn't
Fentress, It's Gatewood; you've stolen
tho name or Fentress, Just as you
hnvo Btolon other things. What's
come ot Turborvlllo's money? Damn
your soul! I want my grandson! I'll
pull you down and leave you stripped
and bare! I'll, tell tho world tho raise
triend you've been tho thier you aro!
I'll strip you nnd turn you ,out or
these doors as naked as when you en
tered the world!" The Judge seemed
to tower above Fentress; the man
bad shot up out of his deep debase
ment. "Choose! Choose!" be thun
dered, his shaggy brows bent In a
menacing frown.
"I know nothing about the boy,"
said Fentress slowly.
"By God, you lie!" Btormed tho
Judge.
"I know nothing about tho boy."
and Fentress took a step toward the
door.
"Stny where you are!" commanded
the Judge. "It you attempt to leave
this room to call your niggers I'll kill
you on Its threshold!"
But Yancy and CavcndUb bad
that was evident, and Fentress' thin
race cast Itself In boggard lines. He
was feeling the Judge's terrible ca
pacity, his unexpected ability to deal
with a Bupremo situation. Even Ma
haffy gazed at his friend In wonder.
He bad only seen him spend himself
on trifles, with no further object than
stepped to tho door with an intention
the next meal or tho next drink; be
had believed that as ho knew him so
he had always been, lax and loose ot
tongue and deed, a noisy tavern bero,
but now be saw that he was filling
what must have been the measure of
his manhood.
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"I tell you I had no band in carry
ing off tho boy," said Fentress with
a sardonic smllo.
"I look to you to return blm. Stir
yourself, Gatowood, or by God, I'll
,hold so flerco n reckoning with you"
The sentenco remained unfinished,
for FentrosH felt hla overwrought
nerves snap, and, giving way to a
sudden blind fury, struck at tho Judge.
"Wo ure too old for rough and tum
ble," said the Judge, who had dis
played astonishing agility In avoiding
tho blow. "Kurthormoro wo were onco
gentlemen. At present I am what 1
am, whllo you nro r hound and a
blackguard! Wo'll settle this as be
comes our breeding," lie poured him
self a second gluss or liquor rrom
Kentress' decanter. "I wondor ir it
Is possible to Insult you," and he
tossed glass and enntonts in Kentress'
face. Tho colonel's thin features were
convulsed. The Judgo watched blm
with a scornrul curling of the lips. "1
am tt eating you better than you de
servo," he taunted.
"Tomorrow morning at sun-up at
Uoggs' race-track!" cried Kentress.
The Judge bowed with splendid cour
tesy. "Nothing could please mo hair so
well," he declared. Ho turned to tho
others. "Gentlemen, this Is a private
matter. When I have met Colonel
Fentress I shall mako a public an
nouncement of why this appealed
necessary to mo; until then I trust
this matter will not be given pub
licity. May I ask your Bllenco?" He
bowed again, and nbruptly passed
rrom the room. '
His three trlends followed in his
steps, leaving Fentress standing by
tho table, the ghost or a smile on his
thin lips.
As if the very place were evil, the
Judgo burrled down tho drive toward
tho road. At the gate he paused and
turned on bis companions, but bis
features woro a look of dignity that
forbade comment or question. He
held out bis band to Yancy.
"Sir," be said, "if I could command
the riches of the Indies, It would tax
my resources to meet the fractional
part of my obligations to you."
"Think of that!" said Yancy, as
much overwhelmed by the Judge's
manner as by his words.
"His Uncle Bob shall keep bis place
In my grandson's lire! We'll watch
blm grow Into manhood together."
The Judge was visibly affected. A
smile of deep content parted Mr.
Yancy's lips as bis muscular fingers
closed about tho Judge's band with
crushing force.
"Whoop!" cried CavendlBh, delight
ed at this recognition of Yancy's tovo
ror the boy, and ho gleefully uuioto
the austere Mahaffy on the shoulder.
But Mahnffy was dumb In the pres
ence or the decencies; bo quite lacked
an Interpreter. The Judge looked
back at tho house.
"Mine!" he muttered. "The clothes
he Btands In tho rood be eats
mino! Mine!"
CHAPTER XXV.
The Bubble Bursts.
At about the same hour that tho
Judge was burling threats and insults
at Colonel Fentress, three men. were
waiting ton miles away at the bead of
the bayou which served to Isolate
Hicks' cabin. Now no one ot these
three bad ever beard of Judge Slocum
Price; tho breath or bis fame bad
never blown, however gently, in their
direction, yet they wero preparing to
thrust opportunity upon him. To this
end tiey were lounging about the
opening In the woods where the
horses belonging to Ware and Murrell
were tied.
At length the dip or oars became
audible in tho silence and one ot the
trio stole down the path, a matter or
fifty yards, to a point that overlooked
tho bayou. He was gono but a mo
ment, "It's Murrell all right!" be said In
an eager whisper. "Him and anothor
fellow the Hicks girl Is rowing
them." Ho glanced from ono to ttp
otbor of bis companions, who seemed
to take firmer bold ot thomselvcs un
der hla eya. "It'll be all right," ho
protested lightly. "He'a as good as
'ours. Walt till I give you the word."
And he led the way Into an adjacent
thickot.
Moantlme Ware and Murrell bad
landed and wero coming along tho
path, tho outlaw a step 'or two in ad
vance of bis friend. Tbey reached the
horses and wero untying them when
the thicket suddenly disgorged the
three mon; each beld a cocked pistol;
two ot these pistols covered Murrell
and tho third was leveled at Ware.
(TO DB CONTINUED.)
Heavy.
"Speaking of the holy bonds of mat
rtmony."
"Speak on, I aa prepared to bear
the worst"
"Our friend lluffklaa says tbara art
times wbaa they ma to blat Ilka log
caalai."
RIEF NEWS OF NEBRASKA
Mrsv Mary Ellaby of Ansloy was
killed In a runaway near that place.
The sixteenth annual fraternal pio
nlc of Dlller will bo held August 1G.
Mrs. Mary Chlvlngton, a territorial
pioneer of Nebraska, is dead at Ne
braska City.
Polk celebrated tho sixth annlven
sary of the founding ot the town Au
gust 8 and 9,
The Chautauqua Just closed at York'
waB one of tho most successful ever
held at that place
Former residents of Indiana now liv
ing In York county will hold a picnic
In York, August 24,
L. K. Holmes, who ,was struck by
an automobllo near Lincoln a week
ago, died as a result. .
Lightning struck the steeplo of the
Catholic church at Seward during the
electric storm Tuesday night.
Governor Aldrlch and J. II. Moro
head were speakers at the ninth an
mini street fair at Shubert, Just
closed.
Caroline 'Grainger, nged 5, of Eustis
fell whllo playing, receiving lnjurlef
which resulted In blood poisoning,
causing her denth a few days later.
Tho Hcv. A. Adams of Benson is ar
ranging for the annual state confer
ence of the Church of God, which Is to
be held at Moorefleld, August 17-26.
In a runnwny accident near Nystcd,
Jncob Sorenson was Instantly killed,
his wife seriously Injured and Beveral
others In the party were badly shaken
up.
Arrangements aro In the making for
a big tlmo In Harvard August 22 and
2:1, when tho Clay County Firemen's
association holds Its annual tourna
ment. J. E. Croft, aged 27, a farmer ot
Mullen, Neb., died at an Omaha hos
pital from blood poisoning, developing1
from the bite of a steer. He hnd been
111 four days.
Boy scouts of Peru enjoyed n three
day encampment on the banks of tho
Missouri river near Brqwnvllle last
week. Tho camp was under the direc
tion of Prof. Smith.
Govornor Aldrlch will deliver the
principal address at tho tenth annual
reunion ot the Pioneers' association o(
Burt county, to be held in Folsom park
at Tekamah, August 30.
The West Point Milling company
has abandoned all hopo of ever being
enabled to restore the dam at West
Point which was completely destroyed
by the floods of last spring.
Two hundred visitors from vnrioiiE
parts of tho state witnessed tho clos
ing exercises or the annual tourna
ment or tho western division Tel. Jed.
Sokol at Vavras park at Crete, Sun
day. The residence of M. A. Berry of
Bethany was struck by lightning Mon
day morning. The chimney on the
house was demolished and a hole made
In the basement where tho bolt hit the
ground. '
On the farm of Mrs. Pierce, four
miles northeast of Clay Center, light
ning struck Arthur Swanson, who was
on a load of wheat bundles which ho
was hauling to tho machine, killing
blm instantly.
Growers state that this has been the
poorest Benson for sweet corn for
many years. The flrBt planting proved
nlmost a falluro because when the
Btalks were fertilizing dry weather
prevailed and many failed to bear an
car.
The annual reunion of the G. A. R.
or the eastern district ot Nebraska,
comprising the counties of Saunders,
Cass, Lancaster, Otoe, Sarpy, Soward
and Douglas, 1b In session at Ashland.
The attendance is one of the largest
In Its history.
Mrs. Kllle Campbell, wife of E. W.
Campbell ,a farmer living three miles
northwest of Adams, sustained a
broken arm and severe bruises about
the body in a runaway. Her 12-year-old
daughter, who was with her, es
caped Injury. In going down a hill the
neckyoke broke, frightening the team.
Twisting the sheet of her bed about
her neck, after fastening the loose end
to the low post of the bed, Mrs. Emma
Currier, aged thirty-three years, of
Loup City, committed suicide at a Lin
coln hospital. Mrs. Currier has been
under treatment In the city for several
days. A mental derangement was
the cause.
On account of a real shortage of
harvest bands to care for the grain,
alfalfa and hay crops which are now
being cut, 800 Cheyenne county busi
ness and professional men, clerks,
county officers and stenographers, In
cluding many pretty girls, will go into
tho fields and donate ono day's work
In order to save the largest crops ever J
raised In Cheyenne county. Tne Sid
ney board of trade will set a day for
tho free labor.
A freight car shortage ot more than
100.000 cars by Octobor is tho proph
ecy of Omahu railroad men who have'
been studying statistics and who know
something of the big freight move
ment' which is about to start.
Ernest Rick, a farm band near Da
kota City, was caught in a binder,
when tho horses started to run away,
and was drngged 100 feet. He was
seriously cut about the back and badly
brulBod. He was takon to a Sioux
City hospital, and phyBlcrans believe
that ho will recover.
The threshing season started In Box
Butte county, this weelr; and from now
on until lato this fall the threshing
outfits will be kept buBy. The acreage
of fee small grain Is larger than usual
and tbo yield will also be better than
the general average.
The excellent weather of last wees
has developed the corn In Chase
county very materially. Fall wheat Ii
In shock and the spring wheat harvest
will soon be over. Aa much aa 'thirty
five bushels to the acre are claimed 1b
some fields, tba average yield for th
coanty being estimated at fifteen busa
4i par acrt.
WERE NOT AT ALL DIVERTING
Serious-Minded Quaker Saw Nothing
to Smile at In the Lighter Poems
of Whlttler.
Tho Into Gertrude Whlttler Cart
land, cousin of Whlttler. the Quaker
poet, presented nn Ideal picture pt
tho saintly nged Quakeress. Her
weot, Bereno face, framed In Its tight
little bonnet, semod to Bhlne with
clear, spiritual rudlar.ee; to hear hor
recite, In a voice of tranquil music,
tho hymns and graver poems of her
famous relative was always delight,
ful.
But she did not have her cousin's
likely senBe of humor; and It waa
bard to tell whether this lack lessen
ed or Increased tho effect, when In
exactly the same grave, even tones,
nhe occasionally read aloud some of
tho verse that ho wrote, not for pub
lication, 'out for the pleasure of hla.
Intlmato circle. That was nlwnyo
light, frequently gay, sometimes fain
ly rollicking.
Her admiration for tho writer madu
her try very hnrd to approclato hll
fun; and she thought she did bo; yej
mirth seemed Always as alien to ho
tongue .ib a red rosette pinned upoil
her dove-gray Bhoulder-shawl wouicf
havo been to her costume. This 1m
congrulty was fc!t, doubtless, by nnj
other Friend, of even more scrlou
mind than she, who once Bald to hcl
reprovingly:
, "Tho verses nro harmless, and 1
perceive they are Intended to ba
diverting; but they do not divert mef
Gertrude, and I do not think thejl
really divert thee. Bo honest with)
i.hyself; If thee rend them and did nof
know thy cousin Grccnlenf wroW
them, would theo not consider them
extremely silly? Thee knows I mean
00 affront, and greatly admiro tba
cousin Grccnlcaf. Surely ho Is a
great poet; but a great poet may some'
times write such silly Btuff. And sure
ly this tlmo thy sousln hath done It.
Reflect nnd thee will agree with me.''
She reflocted on the necessity ot
caro In selecting an audience for a
take. Youth's Companion.
What He Bought.
A Syracuse business man living in
one of the suburbs docided to givo
up his spacious back yard to the rais
ing of currants as a profitablo slda
Issue. So, wishing to absorb all the
Information he could acquire on tho
subject ot tho currant Industry ha
went down town ono Saturday after
noon recently and returned with bla
arms full of books.
"Well, Teddy," Inquired his enthusi
astic spouse, as ho dumped tho vol
umes on tho table, "did you succeed
In getting what you wanted?"
, "Sure, I did!" lib replied, proudly,
pointing to the books. "I bought a
wholo, year's edition of a standard
work on current literature." Ex
change. Unsatisfactory Transaction.
'Til admit," sold Erastus Pinkley,
"dat de mule I dono traded off foh a
bushel of oats warn't much good. But
jus' do same I feels like I been
cheated."
"What aro do trouble?" inquired
Miss Miami Brown.
1 "I traded de mule off for a bushel ol
oats. While I had my back turned
de mule done et de oats, an' I don'
see how I's gwlnter break even."
Washington Star.
Lacks Originality.
"Bllklns tells mo that ho has lately
subscribed for a new thought maga
zine." "I hope Its perusal will inspire blm
with some now thoughts. Nobody
talks about tho weather more than
Bllklns docs."
Business Practice.
"The new actor In this company,
certainly knows how' to act on poo
pie's feelings with fine touches."
"Yes; be used to bo a dentist."
Courtship is less expensive than,
marriage, according to the figures on
gas bills.
Trying to be a Christian on the In
stallment plan is a waste of time.
A Triumph
Of Cookery
Post
Toasties
Many delicious dishes
have been made from
Indian Corn by the skill
and ingenuity of the ex
pert cook.
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if in tempting the palate.
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ury that make a delight
ful hot -weather economy.
The first package tells
its own story.
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