SYNOPSIS.
The scene at the opening of the story ls
fald in the library of an old worn-out
southern plantation, known as the Bar-
ony. The place is to be sold, and its
history and that of the owners, the
Quintards, {s the subject of di sgion by
Jonathan Crenshaw, a business man, a
gtranger known as Bladen, and Bob
ancy, a farmer, when Hannibal Wayne
lazard. a mysterious child of the old
uthern family, makes his Appearance
ancy tells how he adopted the boy. Na-
thaniel Ferris b the Barony, but the
Quintards deny any knowledge f the
Oy Yancy to keep Hannibal Captain
furrell, a trie nd of the Quis stards, ap-
pears and asks questions about the Bar.
ony. T le at Be ratch Hill, when Han
nibal is aped by Dave Blount, Cap-
tain Mu 8 agent Yancy overtakes
Blount, him a thrashing and secure
the boy "Yancy Tod ars before
and is d arge h
laintify, Bot Malr
“plain ses, has an enco
taln Murrell, w!
her, and is rescuad by I
etty sets out for her Tennessee
Larrington takes the same stage.
and Ha nibal disappear, with M
their tral itil arrives at t »
of Judge Sloe 1 Prioe. TI 18 Judge recog-
of Judge 8S im Privy. The Ju dge recog
nizes in ve boy, the Mandson of an oid
time trier
inter with
irrell
the
CHAPTER Vlii—(Continued).
“Boy, don't be afraid. Look on
a friend,” urged the judge.
“lI reckon I'll be glad to stop,”
swered Hannibal
“Such
you bh
“Yes.
“What
as
inmgry™
sir,” replied Hannibal
do you say to cold
to the idea. “lI dare swear
you some corm bread into
the bargain.” He began to assemble
the dainties he had enumerated.
“Here you are!” he cleared his throat
lmprés while benignity shone
from every feature of his face "A
momant &ince you allowed me to think
you were solvent to the extent of
fifty cenls—" Hannibal looked puz
gled. “1 wonder if you could in-
duced to make a temporary
that fifty cents? The sum
is such a ridiculous
don't need to point out to
solute moral certainty
fing It at an early date.”
it was not the loss his m
that Hannibal most feared, and
coin passed from his possession
his host's custody.
‘Thank you, my boy! 1
the tavern—when
God, we shall know
While he was
king, he had produced a jug from
e quilt that screened his
ow took himself off Into tt
a relish
I can find
sively,
be
loan of
re ifle |
you the abd
of
own to
please
each other.”
th
h
r
I
16
seated
What
alone, Hannibal gra
at the table.
judge's larder lacked In 8
more than made up for in quantit
and the boy was grateful for this fact,
Presently he heard the judge's heavy,
shufiling step as he came up the path
from the road, and a moment later
his gross bulk of body filled the door
way Breathing hard and perspiring,
the judge entered the shanty, but his
eagerness kept him silent until
had established himself in his
the table, with the jug
glass at his elbow
yely
t h
and a
Then,
fils guest,
“My tenderest regards,
be nodded over the rim of
glass
to his lps.
filled and emptied,
again,
meditatively on the child.
a father?" he asked suddenly.
aibal shook his head. “A mother?”
“They both of them
years and years ago,”
boy.
it was,
much about
amall child.”
“Ho-—a small
Judge, laughing.
on
and
answered
it.
child!” cried
He cocked his head |
Perhaps you'll contend that the old |
gone to the devil? You are right, and |
there's the pity of it!
fabric Is tottering—! can see it tot
ter—"'
sald this
“Well,
tacle
I'm
won't
{ presently.”
i moved
not go on. His voice broke,
burled his face in his arms. A sym-
pathetic moisture had gathered in the
child's eyes. He slipped from his
chair and stole to the judge's side.
“I'm mighty sorry you're going
die”
{
i
"Bless
an old man-—the spec-
long offend me. [I'll
He was so
Hannsal!"”
judge, looking wonderfully
despite his recent bitterness of
I'm not experiencing any of the pangs
of mortality now. My dissolution ain't
la matter of tonight or tomorrow-—
| there's some life In Slocum Price yet,
{ for all the rough usage, eh? 1 think
| you'd better go to bed.”
“l reckon I had,” agreed Hannibal,
his chair,
my bed back
find a hoe there.
you, cried
“Well, take
quilt. You'll
can dig up the
would ir
Price
the world say
could know that Judge Slocum
makes his bed with a hoe!”
Hannibal retired behind
Do you find It comfortable?” the
judge asked, when the rustling of the
shuck tick 1ed him that the
*hild had Ia down
“Yes, sir,” sald the boy.
i sald your prayeraT”
de
ain't said
frymey
inforn
te
‘em yer”
teligion 1s
the young as it is re-
aged I'll not dis
hem
now
|
:
i
i
{
i
“You seem to be ralsing first-rate
“Oh, be reasonable, Bolomon. You'd
gone down to the steamboat land-
ing,” sald the judge plalntively. By
way of answer, Mahaffy shot him a
“Take a chalr
~d0, Solomon!” entreated the judge.
“When did I ever sneak a jug into
my shanty?” asked Mahaffy sternly,
evidently consclous of entire rect!
tude in this matter
“1 deplore your
Solomon." sald the judge.
damn well if you'd
couldn't have got past
with that jug But let's
conditions. Here's the jug,
Hquor left in it-—here's a
what more do you want?”
Mr. Mahaffy drew near the table
“Sit down,” urged the judge
you feel mean?’ sald
of words,
“You know
here |
place
with
cholce
been
your
deal
that
that
glass,
“1 hope Ma
hafly.
“If
do.”
i\'s any satisfaction to
admitted the Judge.
“You ought to.” Mahafty drew
ward a chair. The judge filled
glass,
“What's the ne
ing?
Mahafly brou
the table
“l heard
round
for
ws from the land
ght his fist down
bolt chu
the bend,
she tied up and
freight. Taen
and her
on the
Waves OD
with the half
the
back of
the lights, and
off the
hurned away 8&gain
got back the trees
There was the lap
and 1 was left
then | saw
th oy
tossed
lights
of bank
of
Lh
iozen
out the boat come In
the news six days a week!”
the river had come the
tontatively hopeful, but at
ing nothing, therefore in
fey tr
ore,
£09
rey
t
By
heart ex
Hy
and
nent
i I
3
r——_
fc serfousness. “In God's name what
do you call yourself now?”
“I'm most ten,” sald Hannibal,
dignity
“I can well bellove I,” responded
the judge. "Where did you come
from?”
“From across the mountains.”
“And where are you going?”
“To west Tennessee.”
“Have you any friends there?”
“Yes, sir”
“You've money enough to see you
through?” and what the judge intend.
ed for a smile of fatherly affection
became a leer of Infinite cunning.
“I got ten dollars.”
“Ten dollars—" the judge smacked
his lips once. "Ten dollars" he re
peated, and smacked his lips twice.
The purple flush on the judge's
face, where the dignity that belonged
to age had gone down In wreck, deep
ened,
He quitted his chair and, lurching
somewhat as he did so, began to pace
the floor,
“Take me for your example, boy!
You may be poor, you may possibly
be hungry—you'll often be thirsty,
. but through it all you will remain
ttat splend'd thing—a gentleman!
with
turb you tonight, for it 18 God's will
that [ should stay up and get very
{| drunk.”
CHAPTER VIII
Boon Companions,
Some time later the judge was
aware of a step on the path beyond
his door, and glancing up, saw the
tall figure of a man pause on his
threshold. A whispered curse slipped
from between his lips. Aloud he
sald:
“Is that you, Mr. Mahafty? He
got no reply, but the tall figure, pro-
pelled by very long legs, stalked into
the shanty and a pair of keen, rest
less eyes deeply set under a high, bald
head were bent curiously upon him.
“I take It I''m intruding,” the new
comer sald sourly, —
“Why should you think that, Solo
mon Mahaffy? When has my door
been closed on you? the judge asked,
but there was a gulity deepening of
the flush on his face. Mr. Mahafty
glanced at the jug, at the half-emptied
glass, lastly ab the Jidge blmself.
ure. By the river had come Mr. Ma-
hafty, as unfit as the judge himself,
and for the same reason, but sour and
bitter with the world, belleving al
ways In the possibility of some mir
acle of regeneration,
At the judge's elbow Mr. Mahafly
changed hia position with nervous
suddenness. Then he folded his long
Arma,
“You asked If there was any news,
Price; while we were walting for the
boat a raft tied up to the bank; the
fellow aboard of It had a man he'd
fished up out of the river, a man
who'd been pretty well cut to pleces.”
“Who was he?” asked the judge.
body know, and he wasn't con-
scious. I shouldn't be surprised If be
Never opens his lips again. When
the dootor had looked to his cuts, the
fellow on the raft cast off and went
on down the EIk"”
It occurred to the judge that he
himself had news to impart. He must
acoount for the boy's presence.
"While you've been taking your
whiff of life down at the steamboat
landing, Mahafty. U've heen expert
pe)
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in fe Fi iy ila
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encing a most extraordinary coinct
dence. When I went to the war of
"12, a Hazard accompanied me as my
orderly. His grandson is back of that
curtain now—asleep—In my bed!”
Mahaffy put down his glass.
“You were like this once before”
he sald darkly. But at that instant
the shuck tick rattied noisily at some
movement of the sleeping boy, Ma-
haffy quitted his chair, and crossing
the room, drew the quilt aside. A
glance sufficed to assure him that in
part, at least, the judge spoke the
i truth
There was a hoof -beat
i
the road.
and pros
the door.
on
It came nearer and 1GaArer,
ently so
Then it ceased,
“Hullo
bled
{ candle,
unded just beyond
and a voice sald
The judge scram-
his and taking up the
staggered into the yard Ma
| haffy followed him.
RNs ‘eo
What's
, there!”
to feet,
asked
his candle aloft
a tall fellow moun
nie bay horse it was Mur
r of you gentlemen seen
today?’ Mur
ed the other.
Mahafty' hin lips twisted
into a
wanted?” idge
light
on a
rell.
the J
The
ted
through here
roll glanc fromm one 0
| Mr
i a boy go
|
then
smile He
who spoke up
»
castio
saives
| turned idge,
¥
id he carry a bundle and rifle
Murrell gave eager assent.
* sald the judge, “he stopped
mg about four o'clock, and
way to the nearest river
* ®
t ce and
rath “"Hanni-
man rode ere ia sight on
WAS
1 years old
and rifle.”
ware
be
jere was an awlul
that man, Hanniba
ji were £ apt al
his fist
Breat
rajsed
ith a
We d
YOars id with
he aaild
“"Ploase
| away, Jud
you! cried Hanniba
from his chair, and pa
seized the judge
The judge was visibly
“Nol” he roared. "H
{ you. Is he kin to you?
"No," Hann
me away iy
! table,
“He tried
my Uncle Bob.”
Bob?
the child
The
his lap
he sald sooth
me when he
anid
get
“Where 13 your Uncle
“He's And
Weep
dead.” began
judge bent
ui tell
it It”
It
{ died. and all abot
“He were killed
terday, and 1 can’
don't want to—but
terrible!” Hannibal
the Judge's shoulder
aloud Presently his
etole about the Judge's neck,
gentieman experienced a strang
{ pleasure
“Tell me how he died, Hannibal”
he urged gently In a volce broken
by sobs, the child began the story
of thelr flight, a confused narrative.
The judge shuddered. “Can such
things be,” he murmured at last. Then
he remembered what Mahsafy had
told him of the man on the raft
“Hannibal,” he sald, "Solomon Ma
haffy, who was here last night told
me he saw down at the river land
ing, a man who had been fished up
out of the Elk-—-a man who had been
roughly handled.”
“Were it my Uncle Bob? cried
Hannibal, lifting a swollen face to
his,
“Dear lad, | don't know,” sald the
judge sympathetically.
“It were Uncle Bob! [I know It
were my Uncle Bob! 1 must go find
him!” and Hannibal slipped from the
judge's lap and ran for his rifle and
bundle.
“Stop a bit!” eried the judge. “Now,
if it was your Uncle Bob, he'll come
back the moment he is able to travel.
Meantime, you must remain under my
} protection while we investigate this
man Slosson.”
were oni
forget
hurts
uried his head in
and ecbbed
small hands
and that
e thrill
ville a jallralsing was In progress.
During all the years of Its corporate
dignity the village had never boasted
arisen ita peculiar habit of dealing
with crime; but a leading citizen had
donated half an acre of ground lying
midway between the town and the
river landing as a site for the pro
posed structure, and the scattered
population of the region had assem
bled for the raising.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Turned Her Gold Into Nugget.
Mme. Couly of Romortin, Franoe,
who had concealed $400 In gold In her
kitchen grate during am brief Wumte:
forgot all about it on her return, and
lit a fire which converted her whole
fortune Into & gold Bugget
™ TOTS HOLD
~ TOTHE LIFE-LINE
Cover Into Cistern
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MOTHER THROWS A ROPE
Thomas and Anna Rinker Saved from
Drowning by Mrs. Rinker's Quick
Wit and Energy in White
marsh Township.
thrown by
saved the lives of
Thomas Rinker, Jr, aged seven, and
his sister, Anna, aged five, when they
broke through the rotten covering
a 80-foot cistern and fell into seven
of water at their home,
yond Chestnut Hill, in Whitemarsh
ywauship ing ind
yard, the youngsters ran with
ch impact act unky boards
the gloomy depths
Rar
happened, an
told the
nis or
rushed in
Glenside —A lifeline
their mother
of
feet Just be-
Scam per Aro the
100
frig O88 t 6 p
hot down into
Mrs
had
3
Caine ser ut
other
) and br
olding it
to the pump,
the two i
i be , Lelliz
pool Ig thet
to hold tight
My
Then Mj;
of it and
did
the house of a olyh
away, and called to t
working in a g
‘ 5
rom Ler run
dren %
arden
eq she g
than
waler,
Anna's
body, it The
BRING lowed
Thoma and then the rescuer
w ih
WES
drawn from the cistern. Tt
od a 8
of the plunge
Kor
OMmMas sus
as the
Anna Rinker
ering
vere the foot
yr ¥3 1s
niles nit
shock
oy $s
other off ec
from
nker
marsh
After
fool of na
jerked from
break in
flames sub
quickly
This caused a
the
and
Lehigh.
fulfilment
ongress at the
ntative HRothermel,
Berks Lehigh district,
of Lehigh County, the Department of
Agriculture has assigned William T.
Carter, Jr, to the work Carter hes
established headquarters in New Tri
poll, in the heart of the great Lehigh
potato region. Carter estimates that
it will take him until November to
make a thorough soll survey of the
county. Usually two men are put on
a job, but since Lehigh fs a small
county, and the services of field work.
ers are much in demand all over the
country, he was given no associate.
The thoroughness with which these
soll surveys are made can be judged
of a bill
behest of
of the
for a soll survey
He prese
from that of the surrounding region,
mel's
$25,000,
Run Over by Beer Wagon.
Shenandoah.
She In|
from shock. Fatal results are feared.
The beer wagon driver was arrested
Hote! Men Found Dead.
South Bethlehem.--Barton Dietrich,
aged 62, one of the oldest hotei men
in the Lehigh Valley, in point of ser.
vice, was found dead in bed. Dietrich
was totally blind, yet took entire
charge of his business, and had devel
oped such a fine sense of touch that
he seldom made a mistake in chang.
ing money. In his earlier years,
while he was learning the butchering
trade in Lancaster County, he acol
dentally ran a meat hook into his
right hand. Blooding Jalsaning m sot fn
and blindoess followad
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