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wen] Fone
He lifted his face after a moment
and chuckled complaisantly.
“Big Jack,” he went on, “couldn't
_ kill him with a nigger maul. Didn't
‘e {etch that chuckle head a groanin’
lick? Lord! Leetle too high, though,”
he commented in the nice criticism of
& man who, in his day, was known to
have been the most dangerous rough-
and-tumble fighter on the border.
He paused, and his face assumed the
same puzzled expression it had worn
at the festival the evening before.
“I reckon hit couldn't 'a’ be'n, an’
it's jist as well not t’ say nothin’ about
it,” he went on, “but I thought that
feller favored that scape-gal’'us of ol’
Sime's—Ken Colin—what 'e would ’a’
be'n by now. I noticed it when ‘e
flared up off'n the floor thar with the
knife.”
Counterman leaned nearer.
“That's jist what I mosey’'d up t'
talk about,” He lowered his voice.
“That wus Black Bogus.”
Uncle Nick straightened.
“No
“Hit were.”
The old man swore, took out his pipe
again, stared at it and put it back in
his pocket,
“Black Bogus—hit couldn't—w'y,
ther's fifty sheriffs a-lookin' f'r him.”
“Yes, an’ them same fifty sheriffs
ain't none too dern’d anxious t' find
"Im. He's a bad man with a six-gun.
1"
27
Myzng-
“That's Jist What 1 Mosey’'d Up ¢
Talk About,” He Lowered His Voice.
“That Was Black Bogus.”
/
be Ken Colin—-that I don't
do know he's Black
Bogus. I run afoul of 'Im three year
back, down Vincennes way. It wus
when"
The
hard,
He may
know-—but 1
breathed
up over his
fisherman
passed his
stopped,
hand
into the gathering night.
hunter studied him covertly. More
innate delicacy of the
had restrained him.
“Calc’late you wus
when ’e swarmed in?”
Counterman turned; felt along the
edge of the porch floor with his hands,
“I "low I werdn't no worse su'prised
than he'd 'a’ be'n #f he ’'a’ saw me.
But I happened t' be back in the cor-
ner b’hind the crowd-—an’ It's a, good
thing I were. | dasn’t come face t' face
with Black Bogus. He tricked me
once; he won't trick meé no more” —
the old hunter saw the weather
stained fist of the fisherman grip
tight ; heard his lanky Jaws clamp to-
gether: watched him instinctively
hitch the holster of his long-barreled
six-gun to an easier position at his
hMp—"an’ I've already got enough blood
on my hands over-—"
He stopped abruptly and again sat
staring Into the night,
The man was a mystery. He had
come to Buckeye as the driftwood
comes—nobody knew from where. He
paid his way, fisked no questions, an-
swered none. In the silence that fell
Unele Nick sat pondering him—what
his life story might have been.
The fisherman roused himself after
& moment and went on.
“What crosses my path is, how 'e
come t' be there, p'tic’lar how ‘e hap-
pened t' come out 8 bold specially if
‘e ‘Is the man you think 'e Is. It ain't
his way. He never would ‘a’ done it
if it badnt 'a’ be'n f'r Zeke Polick’s
squirl whisky,” He straightened,
glanced around at his aged friend,
and had the light been sufficient, the
old man might have seen that the
twinkle, never long absent from the
doubly capable eye, had returned.
“Big Jack an’ the parson shore did
show ‘im a good time—while ‘e
lasted.”
Uncle Nick grinned.
“That parson-—lord! I ain't ben ¢'
church In fifty year, but I'm cale'latin’
on goin' next Sund’y. If that parson
can outface the devil the way he out-
faced that hulkin’. chuckle-head, he
ain't no bad man t hitéh up with”
“re only hopin',” Counterman went
on, “Big Jack—an' the parson, too, f'n
some su'prised
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Author of “The Blue Moon”
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«sarang
puzzled expression touched his face
again—*"“got a bellyful las’ night. He
ain't honein’ f'r no more, I'm bettin’
m' bettom dollar 'e ain't.”
“I dunno,” Counterman pursued.
“He's a bad lot. Ther’ ain't a worse
man the length o' the Wabash, An’
then there's Loge Belden they say
moved In the ol' eabin up Eagle holler
last week with 'is sister,
“Cordwood—huh—he ain't no more a
wood chopper than I be. He's a river
man. Come f'om the K'ntucky moun-
tains In the first place, an’ usen t’' he
a pearl fisher till they run 'im off'n
the river. I never knowed Loge, that
Is, what y'u might say pers'n’ly. I
never see'd "Im till "e tangled with Big
$ack In the post office t' other evenin’,
but I knowed 'Is sister, not the one
that's with 'lm now but the—other
one-—the one that's—dead-—"
The fiserman bent his head and his
voice fell low, finally stopped.
“Black Bogus is an old pal o
Loge's” he went on after a time.
“Woulin't wonder he's harborin’ up
thar, an’ If 'e is, why is 'e? An’ what
are they both—'r either one of 'em—
doin’ up hyur In the Flatwoods? Hit
lopks t' me” —he bent toward his com-
panion—"they've got the'r eye on ol’
Sime Colin.”
Uncle Nick sat thoughtfully fum-
bling his chin,
“That'd leave Ken out,” he mused
“He wouldn't 'a’ fell that low. Any-
how, ther's lots o' folks that looks like
other folks.” Counterman thought a
moment before he spoke again,
“Black Bogus' game [8 counter-
r'itin’, but he’s got the guts fr any-
thing; an’ Loge's or'nm'ry enough fr
any dirt.” Ther’ ain't nothin' I'd put
aspast 'lm. He's done time twice't
a'ready, an' would be doin’ it right
now if It werdn't f'r 'Is sister. Thar's
one good gal—as different fom Loge
as the devil fon Sund'y. Hit's Loge's
one good p'int—he thinks a heap of ‘Is
“Well,” commented Uncle Nick with
his slow drawl, as the other paused,
“hit might be the makin’ of ol' Sime
it somebody could manage t' pry a
dollar 'r two off'n him, an’ as fr Big
Jack, I 'low ther’ ain't none of ‘em
honein' f'r more truck with him”
He chuckled complaisantly,
sibly fancying that had
particularly neat and unanswerable
finish to the argument.
“That ain} it,” Counterman pur
sued, “Black Bogus an’ Loge are both
the kind that strikes in the dark.”
“Thunder !"
Uncle Nick's shoulder jerked away
from the porch post, and the fisher-
man caught the glitter of his deep-set
eyes in the twilight.
pos-
he
m'self. Dunno but what I'll peel an
eye on that cabin up the erick”
The old ranger sat erect and rest.
less, drumming with his fingers on
the porch floor and looking away
across the narrow mouth of Eagle
tumbled ramparts up
eastern sky.
The clatter in the kitchen ceased,
Aunt Liza's still sprightly, vastly posi.
tive step came across the cabin floor,
and a moment later the creak of her
rocking chair joined the droning cho-
rus of the beetles. .-
“Wonder what Big Jack thinks o
the way. the parson’s a-cuttin’ around
Is gal?” Counterman mused. “An’ her
the best prize In the Flatwoods, even
if she didn't have a cent.”
Uncle Nick fumbled out his pipe,
knocked it on the edge of the porch
floor, and filled and it it,
“I knowed 'is father, Col. David
Warhope, when ‘e first come t' the
Flatwoods up'rds of eighteen years
back, an’ 1 knowed ‘is .grandfather,
Old Cel. David Warhope. I fit Te
cumseh dn' the Prophet under the
gran'father. The homestead wns a
present t' him f'om Gen. Andrew Jack-
son. OF Colonel David an' young
Colonel David, they wus both fine, up-
standin’ men, soldiers every inch, an’
Big Jack's like 'em. Hit's too bad the
hofiestead had t be lost t' ol' Sime,
an’ the boy bound out to ‘Im. But even
so, he'd make a heap sight more fitfin’
man fr a Flatwoods gal than that
hump-backed, squinty-eyed parson.
Beats the devil the headway He's
a-makin’ with ‘er. I wouldn't 'a’
thoughts"
“No good'll come ot it,” broke in
the acid tones of Aunt Liza. “Didn't
¥'u see 'ls ecarryin’s on with ‘er at the
sociable las’ night? Blg Jack ain't
go'n' t' be a bound bey f'rever. She'll
rue the day she draps a fine lad like
him an’ takes up with a furriner.”
“Aw, Liza," drawled Uncle Nick,
“the parson ain't no furriner he's a
college pr'fessor.”
“Don’t talk to me,” snapped the tart
voice. “I reckon 1 know what I see
with m’ own eyes. Mind what 1 tell
¥'u, she'll rue It, an’ so'll Sime Colin
a-lettin’ ‘lm harbor around like that,
don't keer If 'e did go t' school with
Ken,
“I bet y'u if ‘er mother wus livin’
ther’ wouldn't be no sich goinson. 1
dunno what of Sime ean be thinkin’
about-—nothin® but money In’ an’
lan’ grabbin’, I reckon. If I had a
gal, I'd no more think o' lettin’ ‘er "
harbored up with a teetotal furriner
that-a-way-hubh—I'd no more think o'
lettin’ ‘er than I'd think o' takin wings
%
against the
and flyin’ t' Ingland. There ain't no
sense."
“Aw, don't be too hard on the par-
«on"” Interrupted Uncle Nick with a
chuckle, “I reckon 'e won't eat ‘er.
“Huh!” snorted the volce, in ulti
mate contempt. “What d' you know
about raisin’ gals? Cayn't see an inch
ahead o' y'ur nose. Hyur we set, In
our old age, bar'ly able t' keep soul,
an’ body t'gether, when we might 'a’
tuck our pick an’ cholce—an’ me a
dingin’' it into y'u f'om daylight t’' dark
Jist how it'd be, too.”
“Oh, well, Liza” the old man re
Joined, In tones more serious, “don't
throw It up to a man b'cayse 'ls fore
sight ain't as good as ‘is hindsight,
You might 'a’ done worse. 1 hain't
never be'n in jail yit, an’ you hain't
never be'n in the porehouse”
The dim figure rocked a while In
silence,
“Gals is gittin® e'en a’'most too
high falutin' these days,” she re
sumed, though in a milder voice.
“Bound 'r free, Big Jack's a-plenty
good enough f'r Texle Colin, the best
breath she ever drawed, with all ‘er
money an’ good looks.
“Use'n t' be a gal could git along |
with one beau, but now'days—huh—
they ain't sadisfled 'less'n they've got
two ’'r three a-tralpsin’ after ‘em.
Things Is comin’ to a purty pass -
that's what I say—to a purty pass. If
a gal ain't sadisfled with one beau at
a time, how in the name o' sense can |
¥'u expect 'er t’' be sadisfled with one i
husban’ at a time?—now there's the |
business of it, I-jeeminy ™
The alr of hard finality with whieh |
the grim Hps' were pursed up and
twisted around toward -the righ* ear,
the crisp positiveness with which the
words were uttered, almost made the
twilight seem to crackle, like stiff
parchment being folded gfter the
reading of some weighty mandate,
Counterman dropped an arm across
his knee and sat very still. ase Af afraid
the slightest sound might touch oft
again that halir-frigger tongue: Uncle
Nick looked away toward Black Rock :
the bats darted about In the dim half
Hght, intrepidly threading the bewil-
dering labyrinth of fruit trees: a
cricket at the corner of the porch tried
to match the creak of Aunt Liza's
rocking chair,
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CHAPTER X
Warning of the Frogs.
While the cricket earried
squeaking contest with Aunt
rockipg chair, Jack Warhope, in the
tiny eabin at the homestead, sat read
ing by the candle on the small center
table—studyiug would be a truer word,
for the book was Professor Asa Gray's
celebrated “Manual of Botany.” i
The breath of the trees came down
over the cliff, caught and rustied the
¢
on his
Liza's
then the countryside settled still: the
words of the book blurred, dimmed,
faded away, and from the transfigured
page there looked out at him a face
with laughing eves,
A trim slim figure flitting with un-
consclous grace across the lawn to
where a tall, suave, profoundly bowing
man awaited by the rustic seat under
the great maple at Whispering spring,
crossed his mind—and the face was
gone,
He lald the book aside; blew out
the candle; turped his chair and sat
staring into the fire, still faintly alive
and fast waning, behind the open
hearth of the cook stove. A stick
TA
My arg
Studying Would Be the Truer Word,
for the Book Was Professor Asa
Gray's Celebrated Manual of Botany,
burned in two, fell Into the coals
and stirred out a tiny shower of
sparks. A bright little blaze flared
up, danced over the walls and time
bers of the cabin, glinted upon the
sword and spurs hanging under the
companion. pictures beneath the
draped flag. .
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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means of breaking the line, This
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The importance of brown is stressed
In the nodes of midwinter. The ma-
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particularly flattering tone. The fur
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Is benver, while an note of contrast is
added by narrow bands of dull gold
galloon arranged to form a decoration
on the skirt and to suggest a belt just
neross the front of the dress.
With this costume Is worn one of the
new high-erowned hats which milliners
have Introduced In the hope of ousting
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plush, with a small brush or- |
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Ing, with blege crepe de chine used
Used on Chic Garments
Not so long ago one beard that em-
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Green and silver le a ‘color combina:
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Tie aress itseit is jade geen flat
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