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8YN0PSI*. | "cen? ?t the openln* n f, Btory la laid in the library of an old worn-out southern plantation, known Sdhtf.3%r?ny- 1b to 'be .old" end Its history and that of the owners the Qulntards, Is the subject of discusSi ? ^onat,ian Crenshaw, a business ia^h*vl^ran*er-known u Bladen, and ^ fanner, when Hannibal ^Byne Hasard, a mysterious child of XiL?i?L80u4 "* makes his apJh^boy^ y ^ow ho adopted It?Nathaniel Ferris buys knovlsdny'nfu* thoQulntards deny any 2,f ** boy- Taney to keep th!^ ?,Sap n Murrell. a friend of Qulntards. appears and asks ques. tions about the Barony. q ~TP0Ubi? Bt Scratch Hill, .fancy s home, when Hannibal Is kldnep?4 by Dave Blount. Captain Murrell's SfBHf* 4 Taney overtakes Blount, elves mm a thrashing and secures boy. rv ?Taney Is served with a nuruii ror unultlnc Blount. Tancr appears before Squire Balaam, and la discharged with costs for the plaintiff. CHAPTER V. The Encounter. Batty Malroy had ridden into the quire's yard during the progress of the trial and when Taney and Hanblbal earns from the hotusa aha beckoned the Scratch Miliar to her. i *Toa are not going to lose your nephew, are you. Mr. YancyT" she naked eagerly, whan Taney stood at her aide. 1 "No, ma'am." But his sense of. elation was plainly tempered. 1 *T aa rery glad. I rode out to the jiHU to say good-by to Hannibal and to you. bat they said yon were hero End that the trial waa today." Captain Marred, with Crenshaw and Mm squire, came from the house, and l?. tbimtfs mtrtli* * ?? "" -* -,-k* -? ? ?* "? ? " ' 1 Oto tM- Taney woma-MT* yieldfM hie plaoe, hut Betty detained him. * ^ . "Are you going away, ma'am?" he ' asked with concern. "Yew?to my home la west Tennessee," and a cloud crossed her smooth . brow. "But ain't you erer coming bach. Miss Betty?" ashed Hannibal rather fearfully. "Oh, If hope so, dear." She turned to Yancy. "I wonder you don't leave the Hill, Mr. Yancy. You could so easily go where Mr. Bladen would never find you. Havent you thought of this?" "That are a p'lnt," agreed Yancy slowly. "Might I ask you what parts you'd specially recommend?" lifting his grave eyes to hers. "It would really be the sensible thinr (n Hn!" ooH "T ..... ,?.?0 vw ??W. 01MU A U1U DU1U you would like west Tennessee?they ay you are a great hunter." Taney smiled almost guiltily. "Mr. Taney, if you should crgss the mountains, remember I live * near Memphis. Belle Plain is the name or the plantation?It's not hard to find; Just don't forget?Belle Plain." "I wont forget, and mebby you will aee us there one of these days. 8ho', I've seen mighty little of the world? about as far as a dog can trot In a couple of hoursl" y Betty glanced toward the squire and Mr. Crenshaw. They were standIng near the bars that gave entrance to the lane. Murrell had left them and was walking briskly down the road toward Crenshaw's store, where > his horse was tied. She bent down and gave Taney her slim white hand. > "Qood-by, Mr. Taney?lift Hannibal so that I can kiss him!" Taney swung the child aloft "I think you are such a JLlittle boy, Hannibal?you mustn't forget me!" And touching her jjorse ugnuy with in? wnip she rod* way at a gallop. "8h? aho'ly la a lady!" said Yancy. taring after her. "And we masn't forget Memphis or Belle Plain, Nevrj." When Betty Malroy rode away from Sqtdre Balaam's Murrell galloped after her. Presently she heard the beat or his horse's hoofs as he oame poundtng along the sandy road, and glanoed baok oyer her shoulder. With an ex* olamatlon of displeasure she reined in her horse. Murrell quickly gained a plaoe at her side. '1 suppose Ferris Is at the Barony T" he said, drawing his horse down to n walk. ' "I believe he is." said Batty with a owl Utile air. / UMg-gUfc-gwr ft# I?T? TT1E | >ODIGAL JUDGE AXughawKESTEI^ Uzi/sTjymoffs BvAMeimt I rpj/. Trfc &oe?3 *e*+Ht Co>>m*rrr . 1 Don* Know but What I Should Pull You Out of That Saddla and Twist Your Nook." a swift glanoeT She no-ddod lndlffsrootly and would have urgsd bar horaa Into a gallop again, but ba mads a l?hili of ?rv?n?? m * hall think you are still running away from mo," ho said with a short laugh. "Were you at the trial?" ah# a^ed. 1 am glad they didn't get Hannibal away from Taney." -"Oh, Yancy will hare his hands full with that later?so will Bladen," be added, significantly. He studied her out of those deeply sunken eyes of hie Va Which no ihas&w or youth llif"4 gered, for men such as he reached their prime early, and It was a swift* ly passing splendor. "Ferris tells me you are going to west Tennessee?" 1 he said at length. "Yea." "I know your half-brother, Tom Ware 1 know him Tory well." "So you know Tom?" she observed, and frowned slightly. Tom was her guardian, and her memories of him were not satisfactory. A burly, unshaven man with a queer streak of meanness through his character. "You're spent much of your time up north?" suggested Murrain "Four years. I've been at school, you know. Thafs where I met Judith Ferris." "I hope youll like west Tennessee. It's still a bit raw compared with WIUIL jruu TO DUOU BCOWWimU id m the north. You haven't been back tn all thoee tour y?ar?f Betty shook her head. "Nor seen Tom?nor any one from out yonderT" For some reason a little tinge of color had crept Into Betty's cheeks. "Will you let me renew our acquaintance at Belle Plain? I shall be In west Tennessee before the summer is over; probably I shall leave here within a week," he said, bending toward her. ills glance dwelt on her face and on the pliant lines of her figure, and his senses swam. "X imagine you will be welcome at Belle Plain. You are Tom's friend." Murrell bit his lip, and then laughed as his mind conjured up a picture of the cherished Tom. Suddenly he reached out and rested his hand on hers. "Betty?If I might think?" he began, but his tongue stumbled. His love-making was usually of a savage sort, but some quality in the girl held him In check. Betty drew away from him, an angry oolor on her cheeks ard an angry light In her eyes. "Forgive me, Betty!" murmured Murrell, but his heart beat against his ribs, and passion sent Its surges through him. "Don't you know what I'm trying to tell you?" he whispered. Betty gathered up her reins. "Not yet?" he cried, and again he rested a heavy hand on hers. "Let me go?let me go I" cried Betty indignantly. "No?not yet!" He urged hie horse still nearer and gathered her close. "You've got to hear me. I've loved you since the first moment I rested my eyes on you?and, by God, you shall love me in return!" He felt her struggle to free herself from his grasp with a sense of savage triumph. . Bruce Carrlngton. on his way bach ? to FayetterlUe from the Forks' came about a turn In the road. Betty aaw a tall, haadaome fellow In the first, flush of manhood; Carrlngton, an' r angry girl struggling in a man's grasp. t sight of the new-oomer, Murrell, with an oath, released Betty, who, striking her horse with the whip, gal. loped down the road toward the Barony. As she fled past Carrlngton she bent low In her saddle. "Don't let him follow me!" she gasped, and Carrlngton, striding forward, caught Jfurrell's horse by the bit "Let go!" roared Murrell, and a murderous light shot from his eyes. "I don't know but I should pull you out of that saddle and twist your neck!" said Carrlngton hotly. Murrell's face underwent a swift change. "You're a bold fellow to force your way Into a lover's Quarrel," he said quietly. Carrlngton's arm dropped at his side. Perhaps, after all. It wag that. CHAPTER VI. Betty 8ets Out for Tenneseas. Bruce's first memories had to do frith long nights when he perched beside his father on the cabin roof of their keel-boat and watched the stars or the blurred line of the shore where It lay against the sky, or the lights on other barges and rafts drifting as they were drifting, with their wheat and corn and whisky, to that common market at the river's mouth. Bruce Carrlngton had seen the day of barge and raft reach its senith, had heard the first steam packet's shrieking whistle, which sounded the death-knell "of the ancient order, though the shifting of the trade was a slow matter and the glory of the old did not pass over to the new at once, but lingered still in mighty fleets of rafts and keel-boats and In the Homeric carousals of some ten thousand of the half-horse, half-alligator breed that nightly gathered In New Orleans. After the reading of the warrant that morning, Charley Balsam had shown Carrlngton the road to the Forks, assuring him when they separated that with a little care and decent use of Mf/eyes It would be possible to fetdBtp there and not pass plumb thnMjyfti the settlement without knowing. !fehere he was. "c ww w irayettevtue, where he taUiMKjlg|pend the night, and perhaps ? tvo In looking around, ^ Wlth Bett^ when thft Sght'at Cleggrttl T*^ Sy<ater, in the bu, he engaged hishdjjffo Idle gonslp. He had met a gwtUhMA and a ladj on the road th&ptr.^i wondered, as he toyed wttV ht? J|M*, If it conld have been Mounted T Yea. mounted, 4 Ifhfe It wea FerrU and hla wife??* ^unlght have been Captain M arreU aid Mlsa Malroy. Mlaa Malroy did hot live In that nnrt of the country; ?h? waa a friend of I Mrs. Ferrie', belonged In Kentucky or Tennessee, or somewhere out yonder ?at any rate she was bringing her visit to an end, fbr Ferris had Instructed him to reserve a place for her In the northbound stage on the ' morrow. Oarrlngton suddenly remembered that he had thoufjtg of starting north In the morning Maseeh. The stage left at six, and as Oarrlngton climbed to- his seat the next morning Mr. Clagfeett was advising the driver to look sharp when he came to the Barony road, as he waa to pick up a party there. It was Oarrlngton who looked: sharp, and almost at the spot wtufretoe had seen Miss Malroy the day before he saw her again, with Ferris and Judith and a pile of luggage beftowed by the wayside. Betty did net observe him as the coach stopped, for she was intent on her farewelk with her friends. There were hasty words of advice rrom rwrti, prolonged good-tars to Judith, tears?kls???while a place was being made Or taer many boxes and trunks. Oarriflgton gathered that , she was going noiih to Washington; k that her final donation was some point either OQr tm Ohio or Mlsale- : sippi, and that h* name was Betty. Thou Uw door shaped and the stage waa In motion agin. All through the ttDrning they sarong forward In the igai and dost and glare, and at middgr rattled Into the < shaded main atre4*f a sleepy Tillage ( and drew op befote the tavern where . dinner it as w<ligthem. Betty saw C&ififegton when she 1 took her seat, ajd gave a scarcely , ywrcvyuuie ?ru*r?. n (UTprlN. TtlflO . her face wu flooLd with a rich col- ' or. This was thiamn who aaw her \ with Captain Ingfrell yesterday! j There waa a brid Moment of lrreso- . lutlon and then i* bowed coldly. It was fonr daylto Richmond. FY>ur I days of hot, dnstjtraTel. four nights < of uncomfortableBoss-roed stations, i irhere Betty sufried sleepless nlfffatc and the fang? ^ eariy \ rtatafi* JBfi occp jpy?'<y found her- j ' 4'i? , - ii. la i . . 'IlinHMMiHirami J CUT PI I ON I Meal and Hulls: 1 Just received a car fresh 2 same cheap. Hulls 45 cents ] 1 lbs.,50 cents per lOOlbs. less < sack of 100 lbs. $1.45 per saw ed anywhere in town. Terms 4r? r?or> l?t? ?o nVioon OH a?? "1 H WW AV?W MM VUVH|/ MO WUJ VV I J. E. WI M Phone 206 DIXIE Second street. PATRICK BI We are now opeii for buisi for Ladies and Gentleme^/ Prices to suit/ach one.^A /Peter Z j Propri Cattle I Hulls and Meal\ Local Deli IVfeal f Arty Quai C. S. LY CORTP METAL SHI look Ibmi'toI "COKnuGIi : IfglgE \and accept do au IjKi IP w" laat aa long s 'epwr*? never t ' ^|CTrkTl occasional coa ' 3. Fire-proof? Sold by Cheraw Hardware & AamnjiananaQA/ FOR Si ONE TWO YEAR OLD HEIF and ONE CHAINLES8 COLU H. L. PC v . - v . v ' . . 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