The Clinton chronicle. (Clinton, S.C.) 1901-current, October 06, 1927, Image 8

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3E CLIN3PN CHRONICLE, CLINTON, S. C. THURSDAY, OCTOBER 6, 1927 v i pardoned me. You said his action waslty?’ Michael T JV: Phillip* '1 Illu.stra-ti.ont by Henry J^y Lea Copyright MicKmI V. PKillip* Released thru. Publial\ers Auxocaatar Sarvtoe SUMMARY: Edison Forbes, a young resident of Scottdale with an inherent craving for liquor is held for the death of a wo man who has been killed by a boot legging truck. Circumstantial evidence points to Forbes and rather than tell the truth .of the episode, he stands trial, which results in a long prison sentence. He is soon pardoned, how ever, but back in Scottdale, he and Patsy Jane, his trusting wife, agree that public sentiment against him is too strong, so they migrate up north to some land that has been in the fam ily for years. While here they form the acquain tance of Isaiah Sealman, a shifty neighbor who is anxious to buy their land. Eddie learns that the back taxes amount to over eight hundred dollars but as he has five months to pay he decides to refuse Sealman’s offer of ?1‘J00 and try and get final title to his property—Sealman’s offer having led him to think it very Suable. But things do not go very well. Eddie drinko heavily from some bootlegger’s potibn*.'is forgiven by Patsy, but soon “Huckleberries,” she smiled. “I saw in his own way was a master-stroke, that what I was earning wouldn’t It was the only thing that would have make it. So I arranged to do Mr. Kin-‘ cured him." She paused to smile nane’s work evenings. I’ve been in the whimsically, marshes for three weeks. It really j “When I saw there weren’t any wasn’t bad. I was a good picker.” | pieces to pick up—that kiss you saw “It wasn’t exactly necessary,” she, was good-bye. The ‘Come soon’ I as good-bye. The ‘Come went on, giving him time to recover. 1 threw in was pure cussedness. That “The Kinane’s would have loaned it to finishes that. Now, you know, Patsy, the mending idea is like any other. When you is^t your heart on picking up pieces and making over into a bet ter model—so I’m going to marry—” me. They’re the dearest people, Ed die. They treated me like a daughter. But I wanted to get it myself. Go in now; it’s nearly closing time.” For an instant he held her close, with a ten der violence that left her breathless again, though starry-eyed. Then they went, “I’m glad, Nance.” back together. j “Oh, I’ve undertaken a job,” the girl “Here’s your money,” said Eddie, went on. with her astonishing frank- briefly, counting it out. There were j ness. “But the difficulty makes it all a few Sma^ bills left when he had the more fascinating. Did you know done so. Peter Wimple grinned as he Eddie thrashed him the other day?” ‘a miscarriage of justice’ and a ‘trav esty.’ You did all you could to ruin me. Now—” “I did make such a statement,” agreed the jurist. “I was not trying to ruin you. But you were half drunk when the accident happened. You had liquor illegally in your pos session. You had been drunk before. In the circumstances, I consider the statement quite justified.” . “All right,” replied Eddie, easily, “I wanted to get your ideas on the subject But I came for something else, really. You own—” The door of the judge’s study open ed. A dark, weak-faced young man entered. “Hello, dad,” he began, and stopped. “Didn’t know you were busy.” He scowled as he recognized — i 1 i .1-. l i The judge’s surprise was ob viously genuine > “It certainly is. Ran left a sack whe^ he came to get samples a few weeks ago. The name ‘Mineral Medi cine Corporation, Austin, Texas,’ was printed on it. I found out that your mound not far from Austin is about exhausted. That thefore’ in your mound, ‘ known as sour earth by the Indians and settlers, is a sandy mate rial containing salta of calcium, mag nesium, sodium and iron and free acid { That it was overlaid by a solid vein of rock salt—asort of cap. “I discovered that it has a tre mendous sale when reduced to solu tion by boiling to free the medicinal salts, and that it is bottled and sold under (he trade name ‘Mineral Magic.’ I know thajt hundreds of thousands of Eddie. “What’s he been telling you?”i people regard it as a panecea for He has been trying, because of, rheumatism and indigestiqn and certain circumstances,” said the judge j things like that. formidably, “to force me to reverse; “You’ve been combing th% country myself on that accident of last spring, j for another supply, especially where He has told me—” 'geologic conditions were somewhat You sneak!” interrupted the dark i similar. You became, a couple of young man, passionately, turning on Eddie. “So you had to come and spill it that I was wtih you that night. I was coming to tell him myself. We agreed, Nance and I, it was the thing to do. And you $poil—” “Randolph!” His father’s hprd voice and she ipoved her head backward ^ stopped him. “Do you mean that you —you were Forbe’s companion—that you were on a drinking bout—” years ago, principal stockholder in the Mineral Medicine Corporation by the death of your uncle. When the analy sis of my steuff proved up—well, I though you might want to see me.” The judge permitted himself a grim and appreciative smile. “That was considerate. Because, when Randolph made his report, I should certainly have had to look you up. Apparently He paused to stare 1 fixedly at his we are rather closely associated, Mr. son, whose attitude confessed guilt. J Forbes. Had you thought of any ba- Confused by this blunder, Randolph sis of my stuff proved up—well, I stood with head bowed and hang-dog this mound outright to us?” recharged his pipe. “Sort o’ thought you’d do it,” he said. “Your place is safe for a year now. No one can take it away from j I’d heard something about it.” That was a forward step. That yOu.ng gentleman thought for a while ht was going to take your land away look. “He has told me nothing, sir,’ re sumed the jurist. “He has protected “Not an outright sale, Judge. I’m getting some money to play with. I yearn now for a steady income. I’ve you. We’ll fix up the papers tomor- i from you. He bought the tax title. you, as he protected you qt the trial, j set my heart on a royalty—say a cer- He accepted a prison sentence at my' tain percentage of the price of every row, but I’ll give you a receipt now,! from the BroNvers', you know. But I I’m acting as his agent,” he pointed wouldn’t have permitted him. If you with his penholder toward the dark, i two hadn’t found the money, I’d have hands while he spared my son.” He turned to Eddie: bottle sold.’ after foils in with the same gang, gets scowling young man, “just as I was I paid it myself.” drunk, and wakes up in a freight car for Mr. Brower.” It was plain that he “You’re good, Nance,’ in Chicago—many miles away. Stiick- did not share-his principal’s ill-humor ; gratefully. en with remorse returns to his cab- over the turn affairs had taken; mark- in but finds hfVwif.* has left and in edly plain. her place a ruffian, who orders him ! Nance rose from her chair, saunter- out. A fight ensues in which Eddie ed up to Patsy Janes, who stood with finally knocks his opponent stone cold, averted eyes by her husband. She After ejecting the intruder and sus- linked her arm through Patsy’s. There ‘Get out!” she scorned. “It’s better fun to shoot straight. That’s all.” shall I amends to you. said Patsy, | that my sons ' night.” Mr. Forbes, I have reconsidered. Ij The Forbes fa|njly ( occupied the one " publish a statement' making large and comfortable chair in the ‘Dad!” iinplored Randolph. CHAPTER XXIV The Judge making large and comfortal And I shall say in it; cabin on Portage creek. It was night; was with you that and outside the northern lights were putting on a show with half the sky as their stage. Bars and pennons and “Be silent!” commanded his father.' lances of white radiance, the greatest “Hold on, Judge,” interpolated Ed- 'of them in dimension like Lake Huron die. “I asked Ran to go with me. I set on end, blazed from horizon to bought the liquor. He wasn’t as much | mid-heaven. The air was crisp with I “PU Jove it,” breathed Patsy. “Air way, till the novelty wears off. Tht$n we’ll follow the sun southwest for the rest of the winter.” » “Next spring we’ll com? back here,” Eddie pursued the thread, /“and I’ll study up cattle-feeding with Dave- nant. He’s a good did scout, after all, Pat. He apologized like a man for threatening to lick me over the bottle that squarehead got. We’ll live here—” ( “But the dam: der water?” Won’t this be all un- ''W*''' ‘They won’t start construction un til a year from next April. Malone says we may have this house all next summer, because I’m going to buy a ranch from them somewhere near here. They have a lot of acreage they don’t need above the water level.” “Isn’t it wonderful?” sighed Patsy Jane, in utter content. His arms tightened about her. “Not so wonderful as you, Pat,” he whis pered. THE END. Next time you buy calomel ask for The thoroughly purified and refined calomel com bined with assistant and corrective agents. Nausc&lcss—Safe—Sure SEED GRAINS OF ALL KINDS to blame, by a long way, as I was.; coming frost, and winey with the tang See US for what you need. We Meanwhije the city stranger had | That’s why I kept still.” . jof the pines and the aromatic wild ‘He shall learn to bear the respon- growth of the barrens. The creek, peering that he seems to be in league was a motion of aversion and resist- with Sealman, Eddie goes to Long: ance, but the smile on Nance’s wilful, 1 drawn Eddie into Wimple’s private Pc r.age and sees Patsy, who is work- attractive face only deepened. . (office. “Been waiting to see who’d get; s jbility of his own acts,” replied the 1 swollen by autumn rains, splashed and -||hai quarter-section, so I could deal. ’, j U{ jg e> implacably. “If he hadn’t been, murmured beyond their front door. Eddie sat in the chair and Patsy sat ing for Kinnane, a lawyer. She an-! “Come on outside, Patsy,” she com nounccs vhat she will not join him un- manded. When they were alone in the ’ he began briskly. “Mr. Forbes, rm; a c „ wa rrl and run awav ho wouldn’t till he definitely quits drinking. This, vestibule she placed both her hands! Malone, of the National Power. You have put me in .his—this humiliating he determines to do. He secures work on the other girl’s shoulders, as she know us. We furnish light and power! position ” on a nearby ranch, run by Davenant, had on Eddied that Sunday. | for the Great Lakes states, manufac-j *‘^ s a f avor to me j udKe pi case and after many temptations at last “Don’t be a fool,’ she admdnished turing the juice from water-power ! don Vmention him—” ’ * ' F beats his enemy, John Barleycorn. All with a gentle shake. “You have a bus- wherever we can. We’re planning a ^ _. j_ . this time he is slowly earning money band that’s a real man, Pat. You’ve j big dam five milcs^How your place but realizes that when the tax is due had a lot to do with making him. But he can’t possibly have enough. Seal- you're taking chances on spoiling him man renews, his offer and is again re- now. fused. “I suppose you believe with stupid One day Nance Encell, his former old Scottdale that I was with your i Eddie, sweqtljeart calls, finds him alone, of-, husband the night that woman was “Yes, Sealman!” The other spat out fersiterpay thfr deficit but is rebuffed. 1 killed.” She paused for a reply, but, the name scornfully. “Maybe you’re on Portage creek. We need your quar ter-section.”. Light flooded a landscape long darkened. “Then Sealman—” began Then Nance kisses him—and is seen there was none. “YoGTcdbldn’t under by Patsy who had called to attempt a stand that a chap could be big enough reconciliation with her husband. Pat leaves without listening To his expla- and generous enough to keep another’s secret, even at a'considerable risk to nation. Broken-hearted, Eddie tries, himself. You thought there must be harder than ever to earn the money something graceful to conceal. and one morning early while berry i “That seemed so silly to me, know- surprised we’re out in the open, and Sealman’s the answer. We tried to do it under cover, so we wouldn’t be held up. He was our agent. But we founu out he was taking about half the op tions in his own name. He was to be picking, notices fresh tire marks on ing Eddie. You see, I knew ffim bet- his property. !ter than you did.” Patsy Jane made a , Eddie discovers that two men. one movement to free herself but the sup- of them the youth who deserted him pie, slender hands held her. ‘‘He was the night of the truck accident are doing a big thing and a brave thing, carting away the soil from a mound. I. was about the only one that appre- He stops them, whips the yobng cow-Jciated it. And I couldn’t go to him over to the jail and gotten releases ard and gets the address on a bag and tell him how I admired him.” She j out of him. they have used. At Long Portage he tossed her head good humorously. ( “Now, this quarter-section of yours, learns there is only three hundred and “I didn’t care about the gossips, but, Forbes. We’ve been paying on an av- fifty dollars instead of eight hundred I knew if I were seen talking to him'erage of around sixty dollars an acre, for his first year’s taxes, which would it would make the case worse. And—[and that’s more than the stuff is his own holdup man. Some of the land he had to buy outright. He needs quite a wad of money, quick, and'he ran in a cargo of liquor to raise the wind. That was his booze the state police captured today. So he fell down, and I’ve been ! The judge laised his hand. “You said there was another matter you came to see me about, Mr. Forbes.” “Yes. I’ve hadnthe sour earth from that mound on my place analyzed, too, Judge. It’s precisely the same com position as y|our supply in Texas, which is about exhausted.” “Do you mean to tell me that the mound which Randolph discovered near Long Portage is on your proper- I in his lap, her knees well up to her chin. His arms were about her; her head on his shoulder. They were en gaged in that most delightful of oc cupations—the building of air-castles which have a solid foundation of prac ticability and possibility. “I want to stay here until after the first deep snow,” said Patsy, dream ily. “The deer season’s early Novem ber,” answered her husband. “We’ll get our deer and stick around until the snow comes up to the windowsill. That suit you, Pat?” , are offering Barley, Rye, Seed Wheat, Texas, Apeler and 100 to 1 Oats. We invite all farmers to call and see us and let us serve you. Our prices are right and your business will he appreciat ed. Farmers' Exchange T. J. BLALOCK, Prop. Clinton, S. C. What Do P. S. JEANES Do? worth. Yours—” Will cost you a hundred, but I re enable him to pay, but at the bank he well, Pat, I was a little nasty, too. also discovers that ^ check he gave I You’d come in and taken him on the Sealman for five dollars for a pig has ' wing. I felt sometimes as though I j serve the mound above the water iine.” been raised to five hundred, complete- wanted you both to suffer. That’s air “Ouch! You’re certainly careless the clinic stuff. Do you know who 1 with your language, young fellow.” was really with him that night?” | “But you have to have ir. That’s ly wiping him out. Then he tries to see Patsy, but learns that she is not at home. A week slips by and just before the! You know I don’t,” returned Patsy, my price. It’s a little high, but it’ll Nance tilted her head toward the compensate for some of the things fatal day on which his property will, room they had just quitted, and the ( that crook agent of yours did to me., be forfeited Eddie is instrumental in 1 other girl’s eyes widened in surprise. By the way, I reserve that mound on ' Ford Transmission Bands are the wholesale capture of all the rum runners by the state police. Somewhat ‘Not i c > encouraged at this turn of affairs hC'di.yl He was a pretty weak sister, Pat. line.” she began, and stopped. the southwest corner. It must be Yes. He told me so just the other away above your proposed wqter drifts in .to the tax office. He let Eddie all but go to prison be- The dark youth waited patiently in I cause he didn’t have the moral cour-! the outer office. When Eddie and Ma CHAPTER XXIII age to face his dad and the rest of lone came out, he approached the fo»-- Saved! Eddie advanced a few steps and paused uncertainly. The stranger lowered the front legs of his chair and prepared to rise. His late adversary Scottdale. He hasn’t much moral courage yet. But I’m working on him.” The color rose in Patsy’s cheeks. She knew it was so. Many remarks that Eddie had made, even while scowled, but Nance smiled and said ? uard t in ^ h ' 9 sccrel fitted i n Well, 1 see cheerily, “Hello, Eddie you made it after all.” Made it ? He had made nothing but a mess of it. Why had he come , here to be' laughed at by Nance En- p ^ cell and her companion, of all people? And why was this other chap staring at him so curiously? “Eddie!” He started quickly at his name, called in those soft tones, and turned. Patsy Jane stood in the doorway. She was smiling and beckoning. He went to her, wondering, and closed the door behind him. “Pve been watching for you all the afternoon,” she said, smiling. “You haven’t—any money?” He shook his head bitterly. “Not enough.” “I know. Mr. Kinnane is attorney for the bank. He knew about the rais ed check and warned me your account would be held up. Here She thrust a roll of bills into his hands. Amazed to the point of speech lessness, he took it automatically. He saw that the dear little face was pale; that the warm little fingers were stained purple. and she had distrusted and disbelieved him. She had joined irt the uncharity of feeling toward Nance. “I’trt sorry, Nance,” she said, sim mer sulkily. “About that mound, Forbes—” he began, but Eddie cut him short. “I’ll deal only with headquarters. You know why.” * * * * It seemed to Eddie that, as he read, Judge Randolph Perkins shifted his thick white hand until it threw a sha dow on his face, making its expression impossible of interpretation. But when he had quite finished, the jurist’s head The hands on her shoulders begain went up and his big jaw was thrust subtly caressing. “In a way you out. weren’t to be blamed,” she smiled, j “This purports to be a confession “Now that that’s off my chest, I’ll tell!by one Herman Libbey that he was You know thatldrivi you something else. Sunday morning?” I’d been hearing things. I heard that Eddie was drinking hard and headed straight for the bow-wows; that he was going to lose his property; and that you had left him under fire, when he needed you the most. So I went there to find out for myself and to grab him if you’d been so foolish as to cut him adrift. “But I know Eddie pretty well— I’ve told you that and I found out that Dame Rumor was about 99 per cent wrong. I saw that he had the booze whipped. That while you were away you hadn’t left him. And that he thought the world of you. I revis ed my opinion of you, Patsy. I had thought you a little simpleton, with out brains or character, mostly be- Iriving the truck which collided with “Where did you get it, Pat?” heicause that’s what I wanted to think. asked, kissing the fingers. ar motor car on the river road last summer, causing the death of Mrs. Maria Knowles,” he said, in meas ured, colorless tones. It is a certified copy of the con fession,” Eddie corrected him, quietly. The judge bowed. “So I see. Well.” “It completely exonerates me. I was convicted of manslaughter in your court because of that accident.” “Yes; the evidence—” ~ , -[ “Was mostly prejudice. I was real ly convicted of taking a drink.” “Granted that may be in a measure true. What is your purpose in coming to me? The press will publish this, and you will be set right in the eyes of the community. Eddie leaned forward. “Judge,” he said, “the newspapers published a Quieted and Ford Engines are i ” protected by the double-action of "Standard” Motor Oil iff Lsrio .You will never know how good your Ford car is until you lubricate it with "Standard” Motor Oil for Fords. It means less upkeep, longer life, and quiet bands. You can actually feel the difference. But that leaving him to fight liquor ^tatement from you after the governor i ‘STAN DARD" MOTOR OIL The Measure ofOU Value STANDARD N. ' v . ' ; / -b-i u '/ • : i x ■ 11 i - y c 4.V : v. i ■B