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    The Call of the
Cumberlands |
With Illustrations
from Photographs of Scenes
in the Play
=
(Copyright, 1g13. by W. J. Watt & Cod
CHAPTER XiV—Continued.
Besides being on duly as an officer
af militia, Callomb was a Kentuckian,
interested in the problems of his com-
monwealth, and, when he went back,
he knew that his cousin, who occupled
the executive man~ion at Frankfort,
would be interested in his suggestions.
The governor had asked him t» report
his impressions, and he meant to, af-
ter analyzing them.
So, emarting under
his impotency,
one morning, and strolled
curved bridge to the town proper. He
knew that the grand jury was conven-
in the courthouse and study proceed-
mgs when they were instructed,
But before he reached the
house,
summons to veniremen and witnesses,
ke found fresh fuel for his wrath,
He was not a popular man
these clansmen, though
Re had been useful in leading their vic-
tims to the slaughter. There was a
gcowl in his eyes that they did not
Eke, and
a the livery he
atincts distrusted
Callomb without being
ever the town lay 'a sense of por-
fontous tidings. Faces were more
sullen than usual. Men fell into scowl
ig knots and groups
gtore w he stopped for tobacco
ing ire as he made change:
eerd the news, stranger?”
- ‘hat news?”
e Ww fldeat
with
which their in-
wore,
54W
bere
i8 her
back yistiddy, an’
81
1
last evenin’
Purvy an’
dead.”
soldier stood
clerk, his eyes
a wrathful blaze. Then,
under his breath At
turned on his heel
Smithers
he
ov Var rd
Anon
Wor
indown, Jesse
was shot
an
ing at
kindling into
hc cursed
door, he
‘Where
i at
manded.
be
de
can Judge
this time of day?
CHAPTER XV.
The Hone
at the regula ir
which
county
was ili
rable Abe Smithers
judge of the
Hixon
elected
wna
circuit
among its
ncumbent
had been named
Calilomb
of the
d loud-
idly-
ithers
mn JCCR88OT
to the
bank build
i a door,
typed shingle
“Asa Smithers,
The
vis
second story
ng and pounds
which bore the bo
Attorney-at-Law.™
admitted
O08 Coun
indignant protest
was placid and smil
wyer, who was for the time
ed to the bench, hoped to
more permanently by the
votes of the Hollman faction,
ouniy Hollman votes were counted He
was a young man of powerful physique
with a face ruggedly strong and hon-
ent
Callomb stood
tempo
tor in unifc
was stormy with
Fhe judge himself
ing The la
being exalt
ascend
JUucGge
wh
ary
rm,
for a moment inside
the door and when he spoke it was to
demand crisply:
¢« ‘Well, what
about nt?
“About what, captain?” inquired the
other, mildly
Is it possible
Since yesterday noon two murders
have been added to the holocaust. You
represent the courts of law. | repre
sent the military arm ‘of the state. Are
on™
visage was sternly
hiypoeritical.
he had just come
with the Hollman leaders
thoughtful
larly solid Hollman complexion
intil the graud jury acts | don't
see that we can take any steps”
And, stormed Captain Callomb,
the
juries,
ity Either there are no courageous
men in your county or these panels
are selected to avoid including them ”
Judge Smithers’ [ice darkened If
be was a moral coward, he was at
least a coward crouching behind a
seeming of fearlessness
‘Captain,” he said, coolly, but with a
dangerous hint of warning, “1 don't see
that your duties include contempt of
court”
“No!” Callomb was now thoroughly
angered, and his volce rose “1 am
sent down bere subject to your orders,
add iL seems you are also subject to
orders Here are two murders in a
day. capping a climax of 20 years of
hioodshed. You have information as
to the arrival of a man known as a
desperado with a grudge against the
two dead men, yet you know of no
steps to take. Give me the word and
TU go out and bring that man, dnd any
others you name, to your bar of justice
~4f it 18 a bar of justice! For God's
sake, give ne something else to do
than to bring in prisovers to be shot
dows in cold blood.”
The judge sat balancing a pencil on
his extended forefinger, as though it
were a scale of justice.
“You have been heated in your lan-
guage, sir,” he sald, sternly, “but it is
a heat arising from an indignation
which 1 share. Consequently, 1 pass it
over. I cannot instruct you to arrest
Samson South before the grand jury
has accused him. The law does not
contemplate hasty or unadvised action.
All men are innocent until proven
guilty. If the grand jury wants South,
I'l instruct you to go and get him.
Until then, you may leave my part of
the work to me.”
His honor rose from his chair
“You can at least give this grand
jury such instructions on murder as
will point out their duty. You can as-
sure them that the militia will protect
them. Through your prosecutor you
can bring evidence to their atteation,
you—""
“If yon will excuse me,” interrupted
his honor, dryly, “I'll judge of how I am
to charge my grand Jury. 1 hava been
in communication with the family of
Mr. Purvy, and it is not thelr wish ~t
the present time to bring this case be
fore the panel.”
Caton laughed ironically.
“No, 1 could have told you that be
fore ny conferred with them. I could
have told you that they prefer to be
their own courts and executioners, ex-
cept where they need you. They also
| preferred to have me get a man they
conldn’'t take themselves, and then to
| assassinate him in my hands. Who In
| the hell do you work for, Judge-for-the-
moment Smithers? Are you holding a
job under the state of Kentucky, or un-
der the Hollman faction of this feud?
{1 am instructed to take my orders
| from you. Will you kindly tell me my
{| master’s real name?”
Smithers turned pale with anger,
his fighting face grew as truculent as
a bulldogs, while Jallomb stood glar
ing back at him like a second bulldog,
but the judge knew that he was being
| honestly and fearlessly accused He
| merely pointed to the door. The cap-
tain turned on hia
{ out of the place, and the
down the steps and crossed the
i to the courthouse. Five
he turned to the
was leaning on the bench and said in
{ his most judicial voice:
| “Mr. Sheriff, open court.”
The next day the mail earrier
brought in a note for the temporary
| judge. His honor read it and
hastened to Hollman's
moth Department Si There
council with his masters, asked in
structions. This was the note:
“The Hon. Asa Smithers
Sir: 1 arrived in ti
terday, and am prepared,
a witness, to gi to the
full and true particulars of the murder
| of Jesse Purvy and the killing of Aaron
Hollis. 1 am willing to come under the
weort of my own kinsmen, or the milk
as the court may 150
atl recess
acroas
ore.
he
is county yes
if called us
ve grand jury
tin
nen,
I deplore,
ligations,
sary or pr
but in meeting my legal ob
I do not regard it as neces
oper to walk into a trap
“Respectfully,
“SAMSON SOUTH."
Smithers looked perplexedly
Judge Hollman
{ “Shall 1 have
| quired
Hollman thr down on
his deak with a burst of blasphemy
“Have him come?” he echoed. “Hell
and damnation, so! What do we want
m to come here and spill the milk
for? When we get ready, we'll indict
him. Then, let your damned soldiers
go after him—as a criminal, not a
wituesa After that, we'll continue this
case until these outsiders go away,
and we can operate to suil ourselves
{ We don't fall for Samson South's
i tricks No, sir; you never got that
{ letter! It miscarried
You never got it.”
Smithers nodded grudging acqul-
| escence. Most men would rather be
! independent officials than collar-wear-
ers.
Out on Misery Samson South had
| gladdened the soul of his uncle with
his return. The old man was mending,
and, for a long time, the two had
| talked. The falling head of the clan
looked vainly for signs of degeneration
iin his nephew, and, failing to Sind
them, was happy.
“Hev ye decided, Samson
quired, “thet ye was right in yer no
tion, 'bout goin’ away?
Samson sat reflectively for a while,
then replied
“We were both right, Uncle 8picer—
{and both wrong. This Is my place,
{ but if I'm (0 take up the leadership it
| must be in a different fashion. Changes
are coming. We can't any longer stand
still”
Spicer South lighted his pipe. He,
{ too, in those last years, had seen in
| the distance the crest of the oncoming
| wave.
“] reckon there's right smart truth
to that,” he acknowledged. “I've been
| studyin’ ‘bout hit consid’able myself of
{late, Thar's been sev'ral fellers
{ through the country talkin’ coal an’
timber an’ raliroads—an’ sich like.”
Sally went to mill that Saturday,
and with her rode Samson. There, be
sides Wile MoCager, he met Caleb
| Wiley and several others, At first,
| they received him skeptically, but they
knew of the visit to Purvy’s store, and
they were willing to admit that in part
{ at least he Fad erased the blot from
his escutcheon. Then, too, except for
cropped Hair and a white skin, he had
come back as he had gone, in home
apun and hickory. There was nothing
highfalutin in his manners. In short,
the impression was good.
“1 reckon now that ye're back.
Samson,” suggested MeCager, “an’ see
In' how yere Uncle Splecr in gettin’
slong all right, I'll jest let the two of
{ ye run things. I've done had enough.”
at
him come?
in-
w the letter
. be In
It was a simple fashion of resigning
a regency, but effectual,
Old Caleb, however, still insurgent
and unconvinced, brought in a minor
ity report.
“We wants fightin’ men,” he grum-
bled, with the senile reiteration of his
age, as he spat tobacco and beat a rat.
tat on the mill floor with his long
hickory staff. “We don't want no de-
sertems.”’
“Samson ain't a deserter,” defended
Sally. “There isn’t one of you fit to
tie his shoes.” Sally and old Spicer
South alone knew of her lover's letter
to the circuit judge, and they were
pledged to secrecy.
“Never mind, Sally!”
son himself! who
didn't come
men like old Caleb think, 1 came back
because they needed me, The proof of
a fighting man ie his fighting, I reckon
I'm willing to let ‘em judge me by
what I'm going to do.”
80, SBameon slipped back, tentative
ly, at least, into his place as clan head,
though for a time he found it a post
without action After the flerce
burst of bloodshed, quiet had settled,
and it was tacitly understood that, an-
less the Hollman forces had some cou
in mind which they gecretin
this peace would last until the
were withdrawn. .
“When the worlds alookin’,” com-
mented Judge Hollman, “hit's a right
good idea to crawl under a an’
lay stil”
It was Sam-
answered her. “I
out
were
log
ist to pass unsung,
far as Hixon, gathered there
news a8 the Hollmans chose
them, and went
stories and des
say, of th
Nor did they
coincidence of
back to write
cription, from
overlook the
the return of
ation, but
and a moral
y thoug Will 4 sermon on
triumph © yeredity the ad
environment
thie
made no
nfarence
agery. They Accus
as the
the
vantages
over
saffron
distres
read some of
sentations, her
¥ » w ® . *
tly to the
that some
ricacies of
to
a number of
actual
Once
and sod
Meanwhile, it
cars of Cag
insisten
‘allomb
int
¢
ould not fathom,
$
t
Was the
which he « mann
a case agains
apart from their
lthood of guilt
be called upos
men too well fe
posses and
civil machinery
he chafed bitterly,
quite
or like
he would
wut and drag in
taken
the
guilt,
more, to
yrtified
by the
t f Hollman
Lies Ol
the loss of hia first prisoner, he formed
a plan of his own, which he
over his bipe to his first Heutenant
“There's a nigger in
Merriwnather,” he sald. "We are sim
ply being used to do the dirty work
up here, and I'm going to do a
probing of my | gueas I'll
the company
two”
“What
now?" inqu
mand
“I'm going to ride over on Misery,
snd hear what the other has to
say I've usually noticed that one side
of any story is
other's told.”
“It's sheer madness |
you down to this
judge and have
strait-jacket ™
“11.” sald Callomb, "you are content
to play the catspaw to a bunch of as
gassins, I'm not The mailrider went
out this morning and he carried a let.
ter to old Spicer South | told him that
the
Own
idiocy are you contemplating
red the second in com
side
ought to take
infernal crook of
committed to
you Hu
him
conduct,
house, and stated my case 1 treated
i
3
pertinent question, what part of the
mountains have you been visiting?”
Samson laughed.
“Not any part of the mountains,” he
said. "I've been living chiefly in New
York-—and for a time in Paris.”
Callomb drew his horse to a dead
halt
“In the name of God,” he incredu-
lously asked, "what manner of man
are you?"
“1 hope,” came the instant reply, “it
may be summed up by saying that I'm
at
Hixon."
“1 knew it,” exclaimed the soldier
“1 knew that 1 was being fed on lies!
That's why | came I wanted to get
the straight of it, and I felt that the
golution lay over here.”
They rode the rest of
deep conversation Samson
the way in|
outline d |
He told,
scene that had been enacted
store. Callomb 1 a with |
feeling that the narrative |
tic truth on its
inquired:
succeed up
too, of the
at Purvy’s
absorption,
bore axioma
At last he
‘Did you
tene
That's a told |
start. 1}
was getting commisgions when | left.”
hen 1 am to understand” --the offi. |
ady gray eyes and put!
tion like a ¢
witness—"1 am
ou deliberately
YOu 4 career to come
herd these fen
Hardly
the Bouths
at's all
long road.”
I had ;
the que ross-examiner
to under
put behind
down here and
ce-jumping sheey
that,” ited the head!
depred
They
Of course,
for me
I had to come.” |
i
ant
: hy
OuLn
ith Spicer
ain talked
le many
Samson
er and
long int es night .
» book He
wiinted out
otting:
abetting his
mare
Samson was for a moment thought
ful, then he nodded.
“That's about what 1 was expecting ”
“Now,” went on Callomb, “we un
derstand each other. We are working
for the same end, and, by God! [I've
had one experience in making arrests
at the order of that court. 1 don't
want it to happen again”
“1 suppose,” sald Samson, “you know
that while | am entirely willing to tace
any fair court of justice, 1 don’t pro
pose to walk into a packed jury, whose
only object is to get me where | can
be made way with. Callomb, | hope
we won't have to fight each other
What do you suggest?”
“If the court orders the militia to
make an arrest, the militia bas no op-
tion. Ip the long run, resistance would
only allenate the sympathy of the
world at large There is just
| thing to be done, South. It's a thing
ike to suggest.” He paused
added emphatically: “When
arrives hore, which will
be In three or four day:
not be here. You
place ore we
For a little while, Sam
other man with a
amusement, but soon it
face grew hard and determ
“Im obliged to you,
sald, seriously. “It was more than |
had the right to expect—this wa
wt of giving it
1 can’t cut and run
3 ill [ On can't
then
detail
ably
prob
you
not be
ANDY wh can find you’
on locked at
slow 3
die ad d
ed
Callomb,”
raing
But
ite 0, by
God,
ask me
‘By God, yt
poke with determinatior “This isn't
t time for quibbling You've got work
to do do. W
no use
you wouldn
to do it"
‘allomb
.
Woe
wWOrR Lo
er of Va ng!
ies of
tho
as
——
“They Are Going to indict You on |
Manufactured Evidence.”
of a regime in the |
under which the individual
could walk in greater personal safety
As for the younger South, the officer
felt, when he rode away rext morning
the necessity new
who combined with the courage and
honesty that many of his clansmen
shared the mental equipment and local |
he's going to treat me that way.”
The Heutenant sought vainly to dis
captain rode forth,
Curious stares followed him and Judge
Smithers turned narrowing and un
territory of the Hollmans from that of
the Souths he sa waiting in the road
a mounted figure,
straight, and clad in the rough habili
ments of the mountaineer
As Callomb rode up be saluted and
the mounted figure with perfect grav
ity and correctness returned that
Jalute as ons officer to another. The
captain was surprised. Where had
this mountaineer with the steady eyes
and the clean-cut jaw learned the
niceties of military etiquette?
“1 am Captain Callomb of 'F* com
pany,” said the officer. "I'm riding
over to Spicer South's house. Did you
come to meet me?”
“To meet and guide you,” replied a
pleasant volce “My name is Samson
South.”
The militiaman stared This man
whose countenance was calmly
thoughtful scarcely comported with the
descriptions he had heard of the
“Wildeat of the Mountains.” the man
who «had come home straight as a
storm-petrel at the first note of the
tempest and marked his coming with
double murder Callomb had been too
busy to read newspapers of late He
had heard only tit Samson had “been
away.”
While he wondered, Samson went
on:
“I'm glad you came. If it had been
possible | would have come to you"
As he told of the lotter he had writign
the judge, voluoteering to present him.
golf as a witness, tho officer's wonder
grow,
“They said that you had been away,
suggested Callomb. “If {t's not an im:
When he returned to the Bluegrass |
he meant ot have a long and unofficial
talk with his relative, the governor
The grand jury trooped each day to
the courthouse and transacted its busi
ness. The petty juries went and came,
occupied with several minor homicide
cages. The captain, from a chair,
which Judge Smithers had ordered
placed beside him on the bench, was
looking on and intently studying One
morning, Smithers confided to him
that in a day or two more the grand
jury would bring in a true bill against
Samson South, charging him with mur
der. The officer did not show sur
prise. He merely nodded
“1 suppose I'll be called on to go. and
get him?
“I'm afraid we'll have to ask you to
do that.”
“What caused the change of heart?
I thought Purvy’'s people didn’t want it
done.” It was Callomb’s first allusion
except for his apology, to their former
altercation
For an instant only, Smithers wae a
little confused.
“To be quite frank with you, Ca
lomb.” he said, “1 got to thinking over
the matter in the light of your own
viewpoint, and, after due deliberation,
I came to seo that to the state at large
it might bear the same appearance. So,
I had the grand jury take the matter
up. We must stamp out such lawless
ness as Samson South stands for He
is the more dangerous because he has
brains.”
Callomb nodded, but, at noon, he
slipped out on a pretense of sightsee
ing, and rode by a somewhat circuit
ous route to the ridge. At nightfall,
he came to the house of the clan head.
“South,” he said to Samson, when
he bad led him aside, “they didn’t
want to hear what you had to tell the
grand jury, but they are going ahead
to indict you om manufactured «vi
Spe es roa
dence.”
Indeed Are Their Hours of En
ang Sad End That
Awaits Them Al
joyment the
looked
They
fed by the
it the
upon an
never
work
can af
ear
st for 24
are
hive
on of the ¥
are busi
the
bees
Why do the
hem with sueh respect the
The
raising a
neens at this time
queen
mn
harvest ti reason
number of
fu
des
the bees
CURE gq
generation. hi«
to be the mother of all
the hive for the next year
She the only one in the
that can CERES. she will
day lay them at a rate of from
to four thousand a day The
are
for the
is
tined
or two
hive
some
in
lay and
two
the queens
with
Without them
held
day select her mate
she could pot attain maternity,
by the bees In greatest honor
When she returns a widow,
sistent of all dead In
field,
remaining drones
suitors)
They
the midst of plenty. —Francis Jaeger.
Obstacle to Enjoyment.
enormous amount of wood it required
had to be dug out of the ice and snow,
back log in place, how every morning
the fire had to be started over again,
until morning, how in the early hours
of the bleak days the rooms of the
bouse were so cold it requirad great
courage or the insistent commands
of the head of the house to get up
to make that fire But this is not
all It will be remembered also that
in real weather the fire from the open
aside of the room baked you on one
side while the other side was frozen,
and all the day long the froat on the
windows maintained the Leauty of the
formation into pictured mountains and
valleys undisturbed by the heat from
the burning logs.
Measures Meart Current.
The heart of the average man
makes about one three thousandth of
a volt of electricity at every beat,
and an instrument sensitive enough to
measure it has been mvented
esimn—————
The Better Situation.
When two loving hearts are torn
asunder it is a shade better to be the
one that is driven away into action
than the bereaved twin that petrifies
at homie Charles Reade.
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