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3D The Valiants ?y Virginia HalDe Enninle RiTC Vy Uur? S Mt CfepyvtgJu, Imlt, u/ Uobt*-*.?rrUl Oo? "Why," sho said In surprise. "I got 3???min? for mother thin very tamo day last year!" ehe pondeied frown |lnc. then reached for a third and a fourth. c>ora (heue ?he looked up. ptartled. That date In ter mother s calendar called for cape Jessamine*. ?What was the fourteenth of May to herl She bent a alow troubled raze about her. Tho room had been hers as a child, ft^ie seemed suddenly back in that childhood, with her mother bend? ing over her pillow and fondling her rebellions batr. When the wind cried tor tonellnse* out in tho dark she hsd sung old songs to her. Sad songs! Even In those pinafore years Shirley fiad vaguely realised that pain lay bo fclnd the bravo gay mask. Was there something ? some event ? that had eaosed that dull-colored lite and un fulolment? And was today, perhaps, Its anniversary? John Valiant sat propped up on the library couch, an open magazine un? heeded on his knee. The reading* s)tand beeide him was a Utter of let? ters a->d papers. The bow-window was open and the honeysuckle breeze t>lew about hm\ Ufttng his hair and aruffltng the leases of the papers. In the garden three darkles were labor? ing; under the supervision of Uncle beSerson. The unsightly weeds and Ik hen ^ ere gone from the graveled paths, and from the fountain pool, svhose shaft now spouted a slender ppray shivered by tte breeze Into a . million diamonds, which fell back Into the pool with a tintinabulant trickle and drip. The master of Damory Court closed the magazine with a sigh. "If 1 could only do It all at once!" he muttered. "It takes such a confounded time. Pour days they've been working now, and they haven't done much more Chan clean up." He laughed, and threw the magazine at the dog who Hodged It with Injured alacrity. "After aU. Chum." he remarked. "It's been thirty years getting tn this condition. I guess we're doing pretty well." He stretched luxuriously. "I'll tako hi hand at it myself tomorrow. I'm Uta right as rain again now, thanks to Aunt Deph and the doctor. Some? thing of a crusty c tlsen, tho doctor, but he's all to the good." A heavy step came along the porch Uncle Jefferson appeared with a ?trny hoMtng a covered dish with a ?put* of biscuit and a round jum.pot. -Look her?.* said John Valiant. I "had my luncheon three hours ago, 1'lfl >etng stuffed like a milk-fed turkey." The old man smiled widely I Jas' er 11 1 snack er broth," he said. "Reck'n et'U kinder float eroun' de yuddah things. Dls' yeah pot's dat ?epple-bettah whut Miss Mattle Sue sen' yo' by Rickey Hinder " Valiant sniffed with satisfaction. Tin sitting so confoundedly spoiled," .he said, "that I'm tempted to stay sick and do nothing but eat. Hy the way. Uncle Jefferson, where did Rickey come from? Does sho belong here"" 'No. sun. 8ha come fom Hell's Half Acre," , "What's thatr ' "Dai's dat ornery passle o* folks yondah on de Dome,"" explained Tn cle Jefferson. "Dey's been duh long's Ah kin recommembah?jes' er rain shackle lot o' shlfloss no' white trash whut git erloog anyways t nil " That's Interesting." said Valiant. ?'S? Rickey belonged there?" "Yaa, suh; nebbuh ?1 u-coine down heah oep'ln* fo' Mis' Shirley. She de on* whut foteh de II I gal outen dat E* os. en put huh wld MOf} Mattle Sue. ee yeah ergo." A sudden color (ame <nto John Va? liant's cheeks Ted bjm about It." His voice vibrated eagerly. "Well, sub." continued Uncle Jeffer? son, "day was one o* gssj laurdosya Hell's-Half Acrers. name' Qraufl King, whut call hese'f do ma.ab ob de Dome, en ho went on do larnpagc one <tsy, sn took ahtah his Uifn She was er po' sickly 'oomsn. aid gf 11 1 gal five yeah ol' by er fust busbsn* Ho dons beat huh heap o* times Ma*, IHM dls time he boun' ter finish hub Ah reck'n he was too drunk fo' dat. en she got srwsy en run down heah Kt was wlntah time en dah's gM*J 9M de groun' Dans er road f'n-n d?< home dst bits do It. rl r ? lil Host' tor It wood dat ar's do Dandrklg* nlaff en she come dab Reck*! sh I wuz rr pitiful-look In' obstacle Teihs lak she done put de Iii Ka' up In de eabin lor en hid it lad lafc, sal she mos' gfsjgy f<?" feah ?ir?ef gH huh. She let he huntin' fo' d "no S/hefl she run erwuy \? v ?n? Ol v Mia1 Judith an Mis' Shtrh". en <b> gsj Km' line st Rosewood Wall, sub. day wa'ot no tln.e ?er *en* fo' men Whut yo* reck'n Mis' Shirley do* MM a '.' areahd o' nuiTIn a* die ytrf, el on'y seben?"eu yeah ol b t<". don' tell Mis' Judith no. sub' She run out ter de stable en Raddle huh hoes. ?0 she gallop up dat road ter Hell's- K er shot, outen er shovel." Valiant brought nil hands together gharpty, ' Yes, yes," he said. "And "When she come ter Greef King's cabin, ho done foun' de laddah. en oue SI he foots was on dc rung. He had er ax In he hau'. De i>o' li'l Kai WM peeptn' down thoo' de cracks o* de Ig it prayin* do bestes* she know MOW, She say artcrwuhds dat she root u de Good I.awd sen* er angel, fo Mis' Shirley were all In white? ?he dldn' stop ter change huh close. m* 8ay nuffln. Mis' Shirley dldn'. She on'y lay huh han' on Greef Kings ahm, en he look at huh face, en he drop he ax en go. Den she dumb de laddah en fotch de chile down In huh ahms en take huh on de hoss en come back. Dat de way et happen siih." "Ar.d Rickey was that little child!" ' 1 as. suh. she sho' was. In de ma\wiin' er posse dono ride up ter i Hell '? Half-Arro en take Greef King in De majah he argyfy de ease fo' de State, en when he done git thoo', dey mos' put de tow eroun' Klns's mk In de co'ot room. He dono got six yeah, en et mos' broke de majah's hast dat dey couldn' give hltn no mo'. He wu/. rert'n'y er bad sig, dat Greef wuz. Dey say he done sw'ah he gwineter do up de majah when he git out." Stich was tho story *hlch Uncle Jefferson told, standing in the door? way When his shuffling step had re? treated, Valiant went to the table and picked up a slim tooled volume that lay there. It was "I.uclle," which he bsd found i t the hall the night of his arrival. He opened it to a page where, pressed and wrinkle 1 but still retain? ing its bright rod pigment, lay what had been a rose. He stood looking at it abstractedly, bis nostrils widening to its crushed spicy scent, then closed it and slipped it into bis pocket. CHAPTER XVI. In Devil-John's Day. He was still sitting motionless when there came a knock at the door and it opened to admit the gruff voice of, Doctor Southall. A big form was close behind him. "Hell. Up. I see. I took the liberty of bringing Major Brlstow." The master of Damory Court came forward?limping the least trifle?and shook hands. "Glad to know you, sah," said tho major. "Allow me to congratulate you; It's not every ono who gets bit? ten by one of those Infernal mocca? sins that lives to talk about it. You must be a pet of Providence, or else you have a cast iron constitution, sah." Valiant waved his hand toward the man of medicine, who said, "I reckon Miss Shirley was tho Providence in the caso. She had sense enough to send for me quick and speed did it" "Wall sah." the major said. *| rockon under the circumstances, your first Impresslona of the section aren't anything for ua to brag about." "I'm delighted; lt'a bard for mo to tell how much." "Walt till you know the fool place," growled the doctor teetlly. "You'll ccange your tuue." The major smiled genially. "Don't he taken In by tho doctor's pessimism. You'd have to get a yoke of three year oxen to drag tim out of this state." "It would take as many for mo." Valiant laughed a little. "You who have always lived hero, can scarcely understand what I am foellng, I imag? ine. You see, I never knew till quite recently ? my childhood was largely spent abroad, and I have no near rela? tives?that my father was a Virginian and that my ancestors always lived here. Why, there's s room upstairs with tho very toyi they played with S/bOg they were chllJren! To learn that I belong to It all; that I mysolf am tho last link In such a chain!" "The ancestral Instinct," laid the doctor. "I'm glad to see that It means i on, thing still, in these rotten days." "Of course," John Valiant continued. ' every ono knows that he has ances? tor Hut I'm beginning to see that what, you call the ancestral instinct neadl a locality and a place. In a nay it seems to me that an old estate like this has a soul too?a sort of ' II or family soul that reacts on the leerenden!" I' r a .lapanesy Idea, Isn't It?" observed tho major. "Hut I know What ro*J mean. Maybe that's why old Virginian families hang on to their land In ppite of bell and high water. They count their forebears real live people, Qttlte capable of turning over in thelf graves." "Mine are beginning to scorn very real to me. TtKMUjh 1 don't even know their Christian names >et. I can Judge them by their handlvsork. Tho men who built DafflOry Court had a sense of beauty anil of art." "And their sharo of deviltry, too," put In the doctor. "I suppose Ao.'' admitted his host. At Ihli distance I "an hear even that I'm! Rood or bad, I'm deeply thankful that they chose Virginia, Since I've I ? n laid up, I've been browsing In tho library her?-?" "A bit out of dale now. I reckon." said the major, but it need to pass muster. Your grandfather was gome* thing of a bOOk-WOrm. He wrote a history of the family, didn't he0" yea, peg found it The Valiants Of Virginia.' I'm reading the Revolu Honarj chaptera now, it never aeeined real before it's been only a ellee of it personal and rather dull history. Hut the book has made i? come alive. I'm having tho thrill or the globe trotter the first tibia he seel the low ?r of London or the held of Waterloo 1 get moio than that ?tttbblO*fleld <uit yonder; i see a dir wooden stockade with sold lore in ragged buff and bluo guarding it." Tho major nodded, "Ah, yea," he snid. "The Continental prison-camp." "And just over this rise there I can see an old court-house, and the Vir? ginia Assembly boiling under the golden tongue-lashing of lean raw boned Tat rick Henry. I see a messen? ger gallop up and seo the members scramble to their saddles?and then, Tarleton and his red-coats streaming up, too late." "Well," commented the doctor delib? erately, "all I have to say Is, don't materialize too much to Mrs. Poly Clifford when you meet her. She'll have you lecturing to tho Ladies' Church Guild before you know It." "I hope you ride, Mr. Valiant?" tho latter asked genially. Tn fond of It," said Valiant, "but I have no hor?e as yet," "I was thinking," pursued the ma? jor, "of the coining tournament." Tournament T" The doctor cut In. "A ridiculous cock-a-doodle-do Which gives the young The Other Got Up and Stood Before the Mantel-Piece In a Napoleonic Attitude. bucks a chance to rig out in silly tog- [ gery and prance their colts before a lot of petticoats!" "It's an annual affair," explained the major; "a kind or spectacle. For many years, by the way, it has been held on a part of this estate?perhaps you will have no objection to its use this season??and at night there is a dance at the Country Club. By the way, you must let me introduce you there?tomorrow. I've taken the liberty already of putting your name up." "Good lord!" growled the doctor, ; aside. "He counts himself young! If I'd reached your age. Dristow?" "You have," said the major, nettled. "Pour years ago!?As I was saying, Mr. Valiant, they ride for a prize. It's a very ancient thing?I've seen refer? ences to it in a colonial manuscript in he Byrd Library at Westover. No doubt iff. come down directly from the old Jousts." "You don't mean to say," cried his hearer In genuine astonishment, "that Virginia has a lineal descendant of the tourney?" The major nodded. "Yes. Certain sections of Kentucky used to have it, too, but it has died out there. It exists now only in this state. It's a curious thing that the old knightly meetings of the middle ages should survive today only on American soil and in a corner of Virginia." Doctor Southall. meanwhile, had set his gaze on tho litter of pamphlets, He turned with an appreciative eye. "You're beginning in earnest. Tho Agricultural Department. And the Congressional frank." "I'm afraid I'm a sad sketch as a sclent-**," laughed Valiant. "My point of view lias to be a somewhat practical one. I must be self-support? ing. Damory Court Is a big estate. It has grain lands and forest as well. If my ancestors lived from It, I can. It's not only that," he went on more slowly, ' I want to moke tho most of tho place for Its own sake, too. Not only of its possibilities for earning, but of its natural beauties. I lack the resources I onco had, but I can give it thought and work, and If they can bring Damory Court back to anything even remotely resembling what it once was, I'll not spare either." The major smote his knee and even the doctor's face showed a grim, If transient approval. "I believe you'll do it!" exclaimed the former. "And let me say, sah, that tho neighbor? hood is not unaware of the splendid generosity which is responsible for the present lack of which you speak." Valiant put out his hand with a little gesture of deprecation, but the other disregarded it. "Confound it, hah, it was to bo expected of a Va? liant. Your ancestors wrote their namel In capital letters over this country. They were an up and down lot, but good or bad (and, as Southall says, 1 reckon"?he nodded toward the great portrait above tho couch?"they weren't all little woolly lambs) they did big things in a big way." Valiant leaned forward eagerly, a question on his Hps. But at'the mo? ment a diversion occurred in the shape of Uncle Jefferson, who re-en tared, bearing a tray on which set sun? dry Jugs and (linking glasses, glow? ing with white und green and gold. "You ol I humbug," said the doctor, "don't you know the major's that poi? soned With mint-Juleps already that ho can't got up before eight In the morn? ing?" "Well, suit." tittered Uncle Jeffer? son, "Ah dona foun' ar mlut*bald down below da kitchens dis mawnlu'. Yo'? ail gemroun' 'bout da blgg< expuhtt in dii yeah county, an Ah reck'n Mars' Valiant bho' 'slat on yo' sain pi In1 ot." "Sah," said tho major feelingly, turning lo his host, "I'm p^oud to ?h ink i our h< nil li In tin 11 pb al bev? j orage of Virginia!" He touched glasses with Valiant and glared at the doctor, who was sipping his own thought fidly. "Poems have been writ? ten on the julep, sah." "They make good epitaphs, too," ob? served tho doctor. "I noticed your glass isn't going begging," the major retorted. "Unc' Jefferson, that's as good mint as grew in the gyarden of Eden. See that those lazy niggers of yours don't grub the patch out by mistake." "Yas, sah," said Uncle Jefferson, as he retired with the tray. "Ah gwine ter put er fence eroun' dat ar bald 'fo' sundown." The question that had sprung to Valiant's lips now found utterance. "I saw you look at the portrait there," he said to the major. "Which of my ancestors is it?" The other got up and stood before the mantel-piece in a Napoleonic atti? tude. "That," he said, fixing his eye? glasses, "is your great-grandfather, Devil-John Valiant." "Devil-John!" echoed his host. "Yes, I've heard the name." The doctor guffawed. "He earned it. I reckon. I never realized what a sinister expression that missing optic gives the old ruffian. There was a skirmish during the war on the hill? side yonder and a bullet cut it out. When we were boys we used to call him 'Old One-Eye.'" "It interests me enormously," John Valiant spoke explosively. "The stories of Devil-John would fill a migtty big hook," said the major. "By all accounts he ought to have lived in the middle ages." Crossing the library, ho looked into the dining room. "I thought I remembered. The portrait over the console therj is his wife, your great-grandmother. They say he bet that when he brought his bride home, she should walk into Da mory Court between rows of candle? sticks worth twenty-thousand dollars. He mads the wager good, too, for when she came up those steps out there, there was a row of ten candles burning on either side of the doorway, each held by a young slave worth a thousand dollars in the market. "Some say ho grew jealous of his wife's beauty. There were any num? ber of stories told of his cruelties to her that aren't worth repeating. She died early ? poor lady ? and youf grandfather was the only issue. Devil John himself lived to be past seventy, and at that age, when most men were stacking their sins and groaning with the gout, be was dicing and fox-hunt? ing with the youngest of them. He always swore he would die with his boots on, and thoy say when the doc? tor told him he had only a few hours leeway, he made his slaves dress him completely and prop him on his horse. They galloped out so, a negro on either side of him. It was a stormy night, black as tho Earl of Hell's rid? ing-boots, with wind and lightning, and ho rode cursing at both. There's an old black-gum tree a mile from here that thoy still call Devil-John's tree. They were just passing under it w hen the lightning struck it. Light? ning has no effect on the black-gum, you know. The bolt glanced from the tree and struck him between the two slaves without harming either of them. It killed his horse, too. That's the story. To be sure at this date nobody can separate fact from fic? tion. Possibly ho wasn't so much worse than tho rest of his neighbors ?not excepting the parsons. 'Other times, other manners.'" "They weren't any worse than the present generation," said the doctor malevolently. "Your lour bottle men then knew only claret: now they pun? ish whiskey straight." The major buried his nose in his Jnlep for a long moment before he looked at the doctor blandly. "I agree with you, Bristow," ho said: "but it's the first timo I ever heard you admit that much good of your ancestors." "Good!" said the doctor belligerent? ly. "Me? I don't! I said people now were no better. As for the men of that time, thoy were a cheap swagger? ing lot of bullies and swash-bucklers. When I read history I'm ashamed to be descended from them." "I desire to inform you, sah," said tho major, stung, "that I too am a de? scendant of '.hose bullies and swash? bucklers, as you call them. And I wish from ray heart I thought we, now? adays, could hold a tallow-dip to them." "You refer, no doubt," said the ooo tor with sarcasm, "to our friend Devil John and his ideal treatment of bis wife!" "No. sah," replied the major warm? ly. "I'm not referring to Devil-John. There were exceptions, no doubt, but for the most part they treated their women folk as I believe their .Maker made *hem to bo treated! The man who failed in his courtesy there, sah, was called to account for it. He was mighty apt to find himself standing in tho cool dawn at the butt-end of a?" He broke off and coughed. There was an awkward pause In which ho set. down his glass noisily and rose and stood before the open bookcase. "I envy you this, sah," he said with somewhat of haste. "A fine old col? lection. Bless my soul, what a curious volume!" As he spoke, his hand jerked out a h<>avy looking leather-back. Valiant, who had risen ami stood beside hint, saw instantly that what ho had drawn from the shelf was tho morocco case that held the rusted dueling-pistol! In the major's hands tho broken nox opened. A sudden startled look darted acrosi his leonine face. With smoth? ered exclamation ho thrust it back between tho books and closed tho i gl ans door. Valiant had paled. His previous I finding of the w. anon had escaped his mind. Now he read, as clearly an if it had been printed in black letter across the sunny wall the significance of the major's confusion. That weap? on had been in his father's hand when ho faced his opponent In that fatal duel! It flashed across his mind as the doctor lunged for Ills hat and stick and got to his feet. "Come, Bristow," said the latter irri? tably. "Your feet will grow fast to the floor presently. We mustn't talk a new neighbor to death. I've got to eee a patient at six." CHAPTER XVII. John Valiant Asks a Question. Valiant went with them to the outer door. A painful thought was flooding his mind. It hampered his speech and it was orly by a violent effort that he found voice: "One moment! There is a question I would like to ask." Both gentlemen had turned upon the steps and as they faced him he thought a swift glance passed between them. They waited courteously, the doctor with his babkual frown, the major's hand fumbling for the black ribbon on his waistcoat. "Since I came here, I have heard" , ?his tone was uneven?"of a duel in 1 which my father was a principal. There was such a meeting?" "There was," said the doctor after the slightest pause of surprise. "Had you known nothing of It?" "Absolutely nothing." ! The major cleared his throat "It was something he might naturally not have made a record of," he said. "The two had been friends, and it?it was j a fatal encounter for the other. The doctor and I were your father's sec onds." There was a moment's silence be? fore Valiant spoke agai^. When he did his voice was steady, though drops had sprung to his forehead. "Was there any circumstance in that meet? ing that might be construed as re? flecting on his?honor?" "Good God, no!" said the major ex? plosively. "On his bearing as a gentleman?" There was a hiatus this time in which he could hear his heart beat. In that single exclamation the major seemed to have exhausted his v'x*abu lary. He was looking at the ground. It was the doctor who spoke at last, in a silence that to the man in the doorway weighed like a hundred at mospheres. "No!" he said bluntly. "Certainly not. What put that into your head?* When he was alone In the library Valiant opened the g ass door and took from the shelf the morocco case. , The old shiver of repugnance ran over him at the very touch of tho leather. In the farthest corner was a low com? mode. He set the case on this and moved the big tapestry screen across 1 the angle, hiding it from view. ? s e e. e e.' e e i In the great hall at Damory Court the candles In their brass wall-sconces blinked back from the polished par? quetry and the shining fire-dogs, fill? ing the rather solemn gloom with an air of warmth and creature-comfort. Leaning against the newel-post, Va? liant gazed about him. How different It all looked from the night of his coming! He began to walk up and down the floor, teasing pricks of restlessness urging him. He opened the door and passed into the unlighted dining-room. On the sideboard set a silver loving cup that had arrived the day before in a huge box with his books and knick-knacks. He had won It at polo. He lifted it, fingering its carved han? dles. He remembered that when that particular score had been made, Kath? arine Fargo had sat in one of the I drags at the side-line. (To be Continued.) SENATORIAL RACE CLOSE. \ Probable That Contest Will Take De? cision to State Democratic Conven? tion in Arkansas. Little Rock, Ark., March 31.?Sen? atorial elections in Arkansas are sure to end in a contest before the Demo? cratic State convention. The official vote in 72 counties and unofficial vote complete give Klrby is4 majority by one estimate and Senator Clark 392 by another estimate. FREIGHT RATE HEARINGS. Two Sessions to Do Held April IS lie? fere Kailroad Commission. Columbia, April I.?Hearing on tbej petition for a readjustment of freight 'rates in South Carolina will be held before the railroad commission April 15. The petition was pled by mem? bers of the South Carolina Freight I late associa tion. On the same date a hearing will be held before the commission on the question at starch rales from Char? leston. The shippers hold that when starch is delivered at Charleston by the steamship lines and reloaded on freight cars tho interstate freight rate should apply, while the railways hold 1 hal the rate is int< rotate. STRIKE IN ENGLAND. ( dal Miners Threaten to Paralyse Manu fa ein ring < le liters. I ami don, March ;i The great man? ufacturing centers are threatened by n strike of miners.. I readers de . l ue that a bandied thousand will i?. 0||| 1 y night und two hundred thousand *\i" strike before tin* end o| iii?- week Tram line employes are ;iis>. threatening ??? u?' out. M.W V TALK OF IlEPKAL. Suppressed i:\oitomcnl in House When Debate Begins on Panama J < lls. Washington, March It.?Suppress? ed excitement held the house today as the speaker at the opening of the session reminded members and gal? leries that debate would he extremely Important and that order 'must he preserved or the galleries may b? cleared." Knowland, of California, the first speaker, opposed the repeal. La? id ty, of ?>regon, opposed the repeal. Thomas, Of Kentucky, said he voted against "the rule." hut would vote for the repeal. Kent, of California, advocated the repeal, saying the dif? ference to consumers would be im percetabla, "Fifteen members," *aii speeches for the record. Humphries, of Washington, bitterly arraigned President Wilson and Secretary Bry? an, speaking against the repeal. Speaker Clark will speak a little while this afternoon against the repeal. Fggs That Never Hatch. This is the kind to be avoided in selecting eggs for our sitters. The hatching season is here, and early chickens are valuable, and so every egg we put under the hen, or in the incubator should have strong fer? tility and more than an equal chance of hatching. It often happens that the stock is so inbred that the fertility is weak, and a large per cent of the egg? will not hatch. This evil can be over? come by introducing roosters not akin to the hens in the breeding llocks. Eggs from inactive and over-fatted hens are always weak, and many are not suitable for setting. The way to help this is to feed the hens less, and make them exercise in scratching for What they get to eat. In fact, this is one of the greatest evils of the fan? cier's stock?it is pampered and fed too much to be in a good, active and healthy condition. Old eggs, and eggs that have been lying in the same position are largely infertile. In such eggs the air chamber is very large, which indi? cates their inferior condition. The way to avoid such is to inspect each egg carefully, holding it between the thumb and fore-finger close to a strong light, and rejecting all in which the air chamber is larger than a dime, for fresh, sound eggs have a small u r chamber in the big end of them. Again, eggs from hens infested with mites and other parasites hatch poorly, because the hens are fever? ish and restless. Such hens do not lay many eggs. A fat, over-weight rooster in a mating will cause a large number of infertile eggs. The male bird should also be forced to work for his living so a? to keep him in good condition. Finding a new nest of eggs and setting them, is taking chances, un? less they are properly tested, for the chances are some of them are too old to hatch well.?H. B. Oreer, in The Progressive Farmer. 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