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MHEBBb ?? . ? ??i??1 . - ?j CONQUEST! S OF CANAAN in' 1 e'?1 U- RTtOTH TAR KINGTON. y Author of "Cherry." "Moi\??e\ir Etc AT^ .; _ ? ! ?f<?t?yrji?ht% 1^)6, by Harper A Brothers (Continued from page 8.) I Tocsin was aimtn' more to do nappy barm because of you thau himself?" "Yes." Joe looked sadly out of the window. "I've thought that over, and ( It seemed possible that I might do Happy more good by giving his case to j ?ome other lawyer." ] "No. sir!" exclaimed the proprietor of Beaver Beach loudly. "They've be- 1 gun their attack, they're bound to keep i It up, and they'd manage to turn it to i * - -? l?il. .? I rne aiscreau 01 wlu ui jc. Happy wouldn't have no other lawyer. He'd ruther be hung with you fightin' fer him than be cleared by anybody else. I b'lleve it. ou my soul I do! But look here." he went ou. leaning ( still farther forward. "I want to know , If It struck ye that this uiorulug the ^ Tocsin attacked y? iu a way that was somehow vi'lenter than ever before." ' "Yes." replied Joe. "because it was J * aimed to strike where it would most count." ' "It ain't only that," said the other excitedly?"it ain't only that! 1 waut ye to listen. Now. see here, the Tocsin ^ Is Pike, and the town is Pike?I mean I j the town ye naturally belonged to. Ain't It?" "In a way. I suppose?yes." "In a way!" echoed the other scorn fully. "Ye know It is! Even as a boy Pike disliked ye and bated the kind of a boy ye was. Ye wasn't respectable, and he was. Ye wasn't rich, and he | was. Ye had a grin on yer face when je'd meet him on the street." The red 1 bearded man broke off at a gesture from .Joe and exclaimed sharply: "Don't deny it! I know what ye was like! Ye wasn't Impudent, but ye looked at him as if ye saw through him. Now - listen and I'll lead ye somewhere. Ye run with riffraff. Now, I ask ye this: 1 Ye've had one part of Canaan with ye from the start?my part, that is?but i the other's against ye. That part's Pike, and it's the rulin' part"? * "Tea, Mike," said Joe wearily. "In ft the spirit of things. I know." B "No, air," cried the other. "That's the trouble; ye don't know. There's ft more in Canaan than ye've understood., Listen to this: Why was the Tocsin's H attack harder this morning than ever ftP* before? On yer soul didn't it sound so bitter that It sounded deaprlt? Now, ^ ( why? It looked to me as If it had started to ruin ye, this time fer good * and all! Why? What have ye had to de with Martin Pike lately? Has the 1 old wolf got to injure ye?" Mr. Shee' *** turn's voice rose and his eyes gleamed under bushy brows. "Think," he finished. "What's happened lately to make him bite so hard?" There were some faded rosea on the fdeak, and as Joe's haggard eyes fell upon them the answer came. "What makes you think Judge Pike isn't trustworthy T' he had asked Ariel, and her reply had been, "Nothing very definite, unless it was his look when l V told him that I meant to ask you to take charge of things for me." He got slowly and amazedly to his feet "You're got it!" he said. ; t "Ye see?" cried Mike Sheehan, slapping his thigh with a big hand. "Ou my soul I have the penetration! Ye ? don't need to tell me one thing except this: I told ye I'd lead ye somewhere. nSarep't I kept me word?" aald Joe. "But I have the penetration!" exclaimed Mr. 8beehan. "Should I miss my guess If I said that ye think Pike may be scared ye'U stumble on his track In some queer performances? Should I miss It?" "tio," said Joe, "you wouldn't miss it" "Just one thing more." The red bearded man rose, mopping the Inner band of his straw hat "In the matter of yer running fer mayor, now"? Joe, who had begun to pace up and down the room, made an Impatient gesture. "Pshaw!" he interrupted, but his friend stopped him with a hand laid on his arm. "Don't be treatin' It as clean out of all possibility, Joe Louden. If ye do, It * '? *? that SDOWi ye aavea i aeusc iu uvn ?>... nobody can say what way the wind's blowln' week after next AU the boys want ye; Louie Farbach wants ye, and Louie has a big say. Who Is it that , doesn't want ye?" "Canaan," said Joe. "Hold up! Ifs Tike's Canaan ye mean. If ye git the nomination ye'd be elected, wouldn't ye?" ' "I couldn't be nominated." "I ain't claimiu' ye'd git Martin Pike's vote." returned Mr. Sheehan sharply, "though I don't say it's impossible. Ye've got to beat him, that's all. Ye've got to do to him what he's done to you aud what he's tryin* to do now worse than ever before. Well, there may be ways to do it, and if he tempts me enough I may fergit my ^X^^Wotb and honor as a noble gentleman C" belp ye with a word ye'd never ^|ss yerself." u ^>u've hinted at such mysteries be. tyke," Joe smiled. "I'd be glad SfiHL - , kuc^r what you mean if there's :i?yin them." "it may come to that." said the other, with some embarrassment. "!t in:i\ come to that some day if the old wo!!' k presses me too hard in the matter o" tryiu' to git the little man across the street hanged bv the neck and yerself ? mobDea fer nelpln* dim. But todayTil say no more." "Very well, Mike." Joe turned wearily to his desk. "I don't want you to break any promises." Mr. Sheehan had gone to the door, hut he caused on the threshold and wiped his forehead again. "And I don't want to break any," he said, "but if ever the time should come when I couldn't help it"?he lowered his voice to a hoarse, but piercing, whisper? "that will be the devouria' angel's day fer Martin Pike!" CHAPTER XVIfI. IT was a morning of the warmest week of mid-July, and Canaan lay inert and helpless beneath a broiling sun. The few people who moved about the streets went languidly, , keeping close to the wall on the shady side; the women in thin white fabrics; the men, often coatless, carrying palm leaf fans and replacing collars with handkerchiefs. In the courthouse yard the maple leaves, gray with blown dust and grown to great breadth, drooped heavily, depressing the long, motionless branches with their weight, so low that the four or Ave shabby idlers upon the benches beneath now and then flicked them sleepily with whittled sprigs. The doors and windows of the stores stood open, displaying limp wares of trade, but few tokens of life, the clerks banging over dim counters as rar as possible from the glare in front, gos iiping fragnientarily, usually about the Cory murder and anon upon a subject suggested by the sight of an occasional pedestrian passing perspiring by with scrooged eyelids and purpling skin, rroiu street and sidewalk transparent hot waves swam up and danced themselves into nothing, while from the riv er bank a half mile away came a sound hotter than even the locust's midsummer rasp, the drone of a plan ing mill. 0~?ater heat than that of these blaz ing days could not have kept one of the sages from atteuding the conclave now. for the battle was on in Canaan, and here upon the National House corner, under the shadow of the west wall. It waxed even keener. Perhaps we may find full Justification for calling what was happening a battle In so far as we restrict the figure to apply to this one spot. Elsewhere in the Canaan of the Tocsin the conflict was too one sided. The Tocsin had indeed tried the case of Happy Fear in advance, had convicted and condemned and every day grew more bitter. Nor was the urgent vigor of Its attack without effect , Sleepy as Main street seemed In the heat, the town was incensed and roused to a tensity of feeling it had not kuown since the civil war, when, on occasion, it bad set out to bang half a dozen "Knights of the Golden Circle." Joe had been hissed on the street many times since the inimical clerk bad whistled at him. Probably demonstrations of that sort would have continued had he remained Canaan, but for almost a month be had been absent and his office closed. Its threshold gray with dust. There were people who believed that be had run away again, this time never to return, among those who held to this opinion being Mrs. Louden and her sister, Joe's * T'~~- ? >'? nno nolnt was siep-nuui. vu?/ vwv f everybody agreed?that twelve men could not be found In the county who could be so far persuaded and befuddled by Louden that they would dare allow Happy Fear to escape. The women of Canaan, incensed by the ter rible circumstances of the case, as the Tocsin colored It?a man shot down lu the act of begging his enemy's forgiveness?clamored as loudly as thi tnen. There was only the difference that the latter vociferated for the banging of Happy: their, good ladlec used the word "punishment." And yet. while the place rang with condemnation of the little man in the Jail aud his attorney, there were voices here and there uplifted on the other side. People existed, it astoulshingly appeared, who liked Happy Fear These were for the greater part obscure and even darkling In their lives yet quite demonstrably human beings, able to smile, suffer, leap, run and tc entertain fancies; even to have, ac cording to their degree, a certain rudl inentary sense of right and wrong. 1e spite of which they strongly favored the prisoner's acquittal. Precisely ot that account, it was argued, an ac qulttal would outrage Canaan and laj it open to untoia danger. ouuu needed a lesson. The Tocsin Interviewed the town'i great ones, printing their opinions ol the helnousuess of the crime and th< character of the defendant's lawyer. "The Hon. P. J. Parrott, who so ablj represented this county in the legisla ture some fourteen years ago, coulc scarcely restrain himself when ap preached by a reporter as to his sentl rnents. anent the repulsive deed. '] should like to know bow long Canaat Is going to put up with this sort ol business,' were his words. T am a lavi abiding citizen, aud I have servec faithfully and with my full endeavoi and ability to enact the laws anc statutes of my state, but there Is i point in my patience, I would state which lawbreakers aud their lawyen may not safely pass. Of what use an our most solemn enactments, I ma] even ask of what use is the leglslatun itself, chosen by the will of the people If they are to ruthlessly be set aside b] criminals aud their shifty protectors The blame should be put upon the law yers who by tricks enable such rascal! to escape the rigors of the carefully en acted laws, the fruits of the solon'i labor, more thun upon the criminal! themselves. In this case if there h any miscarriage of Justice I will sa] here aud now that in my opinion tin people of this county will be sorel] tempted, and. while I do not belleveji # rjneh law.-y&f nr "that" sbocia" "M'fBi result tt Is my unalterable conviction that the vigilantes may well turn their attention to the lawyers or lawyer who brings about such miscarriage. I am sick of It.'" The Tocsin did not print the inter! view it obtained from Louie Farbach? the same Louie Farbach who long ago had owned a beer saloon with a little ; room behind the bar, where a shabby ' boy sometimes played dominoes and^ 1 seven up with loafers; not quite the ! same Louie Farbach. however, in outward circumstance, for he was now the brewer of Farbach beer and making Canaan famous. His rise had been Teutonic and sure, and he contributed : one-twentieth of his income to the German Orphan asylum and one-tenth to I his party's campaign fund. The twen: tieth saved the orphans from the coun' ty. while the tithe gave the county to 1 his party. He occupied a kitchen chafr, enjoying the society of some chickens in a wired lnclosure behind the new Italian villa he had erected in that part or Canaan where he would be moat uncomfortable. and he looked woodenly at the reporter when the latter put his question. "Hef you any agualntunce off Mitsfer i Fear?" he Inquired in return, with no expression decipherable either upon his Gargantuan face or In his heaviiy enfolded eyes. "No, sir." replied the reporter, grinning. "I uever ran across him." "Dot Iss a goot t'ing fer you." said Mr. Farbach stouily. "He iss not a mau poebles bedder try to run across. It iss what Gory tried. Now Gory iss dead." The reporter, slightly puzzled, lit a cigarette. "See here, Mr. Farbach." he ! urged. "1 ouly want a word or two ! about this thing, and you might give j me a brief expression concerning that man Loudeu besides, just a hint of what you think of his influence here, you know, and of the kiad of sharp | work he practices. Something like that." "I see." said the brewer slowly \ "Happy Fear I hef kuowt for a goot : many'years. .He is* a gout frient ot mine." I "What?" I "Choe Louten Is* a bedder one," continued Mr. Harbach, turning again to stare at bis chickens. "Git owlt" "What?" "Git owlt," repeated "the -other with* ! out passion, without anger, without any expression whatsoever. "Git owlt." The reporter's prejudice against the German nation dated from that moment There were others, here and there, who were less self contained than the brewer. A farmhand struck a fellow laborer In the harvest field for speaking 111 of Joe, and the unraveling of a strange street fight one day disclosed as Its cause a like resentment on the part of a blind broommaker, engendered by a like offense. The broommaker's companion, reading the Toe* 1 sin as the two walked together, bad begun the quarrel by remarking that Happy Fear ought to be banged once for his own sake and twice more "to show up that shyster Louden." Warm words followed, leading to extremely material conflict, in which. In spite of his blindness, the broommaker bad so much the best or it mat ne wan removed from the triumphant attitude he had assumed toward the person of his adversary, which was an admirable imitation of the dismounted St. George and the dragon, and conveyed to the JaiL Keenest investigatl a failed to reveal anything oblique In the man's record. To the astonishment of Canaan, there was nothing against him. He was blind and modersfcdy poor, but a respectable, hardworking artisan and a pride to the church In which he was what has been called an "active worker." It was discovered that bis sensitiveness to his companion's attack on Joseph Louden arose from the fact that Joe had obtained the acquittal of an imbecile sister of the blind man, a prothirds witted woman who bad been charged with bigamy. The Tocsin made What It could of thjs, and so dexterously that the wrath of Canaan was one farther jot Increased against the shyster. Aye, the town was hot, inside and out. Let us couslder the forum. Was there ever before such a summer for the National House corner? How voices first thundered there, then cracked and piped, is not to be rendered 1n all the tales of the fathers. One who would make vivid the great doings must Indeed "dip his brush iu ? Frnn thou vuruiijuuftc auu cvii|/oc. u?cu wtu i be could but picture the credible and f must despair of this? the silence of > Eskew Arp. Not that Eskew held bis tongue, not that he was chary of r speech?no! 0 tempora, O mores! No! But that he refused the subject In I hand, that be eschewed expression up on It and resolutely drove the argu { meat in other directions, that he [ j achieved such superbly un-Arplike iu\ ! consistency, and with such rich matef { rial for bis sardonic humors, not at r 1 arm's length, not even so far as his I finger tips, but beneath his very palms, r he rejected it. This was the impossible 1 fact. i ( Eskew?there is no option but to de, j clare?was no longer Eskew. It is the i truth. Since the morning when Ariel ? | Tabor came uown rrom joe s omce, 7 ' leaving her offering of white roses in i ; that dingy, dusty, shady place. Eskew . had not been himself. His comrades 7 ! observed it somewhat in a physical dif? ference, one of those alterations which * ; may come upon mcu of his years sud3 | denly. like a "sea change." His face * was whiter, his walk slower, his voice 3 filed thinner. lie creaked louder when 3 he rose or sat. Old always from his 3 boyhood, he had in the turn of a hand become aged. But such things come ' and such things go. After eighty there ' j are ups and downs. People fading away~one~week"blobm 56t pteasffHl3y ' the next, and resiliency Is not at all a * patent belonging to youth alone. The material change In Mr. Arp might have ^ been thought little worth remarking. r What caused Peter Bradbury, Squire * Buckalew and the colonel to shake ^ their heads secretly to oue another and u wonder If their good old friend's mind had not "begun to go" was something * very different. To come straight down to it. he not only abstained from all argument upon the "Cory murder" and v the case of Happy Fear, refusing to ^ discuss either in any terms or under ^ any circumstances, but he also declined to speak of Ariel Tabor or of Joseph Louden or of their affairs, singular or plural, masculine, feminine or neuter, or in any declension. Not a word com- , mittal or noncommittal. None! h And his face when he was silent fell ^ into sorrowful and troubled lines. The voices of the fa'hers fell to the ^ pitch of ordinary discourse: the drowsy c town was quiet again; the whine of the c planing mill boring its way through the r sizzling air to every wakening ear. Fur j away on a quiet street it sounded faint- v ly, like the hum of a bee across a creek, j t and wan drowned in the noise of men j p tit work ou the old Tabor house. It ! seemed the only busy place Id Canaan j t that day. the shade of the big beech ! i trees which surrounded it affording \ some shelter from the destroying sun [ to the dripping laborers who were sawing. hammering, painting, plumbing. | papering and ripping open old and new 1 ' packing boxes. There were many j changes in the old house?pleasantly in keeping with its simple character?airy enlargements now almost completed so that some of the rooms were already . finished and stood, furnished and im- i maculate, ready for tenancy. I | In that which had been Roger Ta- j bor's studio sat Ariel, alone. She had ' caused some chests and cases stored . there to be opened and bad tafcen out I of them a few of Roger's canvasses and I set them along the wall. Tears filled jj _J "I want to know." he purrued, "why it was kept tecret from me." her eyes as she looked at them, seeing the tragedy of labor the old man had expended upon them, but she felt the recompense. Hard, tight, literal as they were, he had bad his moment of Joy In each of them before he saw 1 them coldly and knew the truth. And he had been given bis years of Paris at lasl: and had seen "bow the other fellows did It." I1 A heavy foot strode through the hall, coming abruptly to a halt iu.the doorFLUE CURING ROASTING IR Hue Curing Develo Found In Schna There are three ways us mers for curing and prep; tobacco for the market; m cured, air cured and flue cu old and cheap way is callec the later discovery and imp is called flue cured. In 1 the tobacco is taken fron and suspended over inte flues in houses especially 1 tain the heat, and there V proper temperature until 1 process developes in the t< stimulating taste and fragi found in Schnapps tobaci g^reen coffee is made fra stimulating by the roastir Only choice selections of i juicy uuc cuicu i^cli, giu famous Piedmont country, best tobacco grows, ar< Schnapps and other Reyno of high grade, flue cured R. J. Reynolds To 1b Memorials. Died?At her home at Lam* bert, S. C., May 18,1907, Kate, the little two-year-old daughter ot Mr and Mrs Sam Joe Hasel* den. Kate was a sweet little girl and loved by all who knew her. Her little vacant place ia the home can never be filled, but she is sleeping o\er yonder ; in that beautiful land where the ; angels stand. Farewell, Kate, we will meet I again some day never more to ! n^rt. - raj, ana, turning, see aiscoverea MarIn Pike, bis big Henry VIII. (ace lushed more with anger than with the leat. His bat was upon bis bead and emained there, nor did be offer any oken or word of greeting whatever, iut demanded to know when the work ipon the bouse had been begun. "The second morning after my reurn," she answered. "I want to know." he pursued, "why t was kept secret from me. and I rant to kn?>w quick." "Secret?" she echoed, with a wave of ier bond to indicate the uoise which he workmen were making. "Upon whose authority was it beUn?" "Mine. Who else could give It?" "Look here," he said, advancing tovard her. "don't try to fool me! You iaven't done all this by yourself. Who ilred these workmeu?" Remembering her first interview with ilm, she rose quickly before he could ome near her. "Mr. Louden made nost of the arrangements for me," she eplied quietly, "before he went away, le will take charge of everything vhen he returns. You haven't forgoten that I told you I intended to place ny affairs in his hands?" He had started forward, but at this le stopped aud stared at her iuarticuately. "You remember?" she said, her hands esting negligently upon the back of he chair. "Surely you remember?" She was not in the least afraid of dm. but coolly watchful of him. This ind been her habit with him since her et'irn. She had seen little of him ex(Continued next week.) STOP THE You mone} the g< I can saveyc II can oi Yours for t WTW KINOSTRI i IMPROVES Tl KPROVES GR I ps the Stimulating pps that Satisfies 1 >ed by far- Hundrec iring their on sale tha imely* sun outside of ired. The ^acco is fit I air cured; filled j sweetened IZ-tS chew of Sc , if hunger lor i the fie such tobaci insely hot Exoert 1 juilt to re- curedPtoba :ept in the Piedmont ! his curing iess sweete ibacco the and has a ant aroma satisfying < co, just as kindottob; grant and satisfy, mo ig process. expectorati this ripe, and chew wn in the Schnapp , where the ers formed 2 used in to$i.oope Ids' brands at 50c. per , tobaccos. 10 and 15 bacco Company, Wj I The body was laid to rest at Johnsonville the following ji Sunday, Maj 19, Rev T J Clyde officiating. 7 When the cares of life have ended; And I cross the silent stream, As I reach the heav'nly portal And its glories on me beam, J I shall hear the song of welcome As I sweep within the wall, I shall see my mother coming And shall know her loving call, I shall hear her voice so tender And her kindly face shall see, -t I shall rest upon her bosom, Praise my God through all eternity. Her Mother. nr i have the | r, I have I jods, and | and will >u money. | n me. 1 business, 4j filkins, EE, S. C. 9BACC0 LIKE | EEN COFFEE J I Aroma and Taota robacco Hunger 1 is of imitation brands are ,t look like Schnapps; the the imitation plugs of to* le cured, but the inside is /! ___ i :L. J cneap, nimsy, neavny m air cured tobacco; one hnapps will satisfy tobacco lger than two. chews of CO. tests prove that this flue :co, grown in the famous region, requires and takes :ning than any other kind, wholesome, stimulating, effect on chewers. If the icco you are chewing don't re than the mere habit of ng, stop fooling yourself Schnapps tobacco, s is like the tobacco chewy bought costing from 75c. ? ?J. C/>knnnno IC CnM r puuiiu, w juiu pound in 5c. cuts, strictly cent plugs. I [NSTON-SALEM, N. C.