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llp^y - ^ CHAPTER XX The End of It All. The sun shone very brightly that day, and the snow began to melt on the places that were not shaded. When he returned with Elizabeth from the crest of David Moceland's mountain, John K. Dale took a rocker before the fire and sat there thinking, thinking, until the midday meal was announced. When the mlddRy meal was over, he resumed his chair and 'rat there thinking, thinking, until the afternoon was half gone. Then he called Elizabeth to him. "Will you go to my son and tell him 1 wish to see him?" he said. And he added under his breath: "I think it is best that they should know." Elizabeth heard that which he had Mill tn hlmoal# ' * ?? ncn an Hue neuru that which he had said to her. Should know! Know what? She had a sudden wild fear that Mrs. Date had broken her promise never to breathe -a word of the truth concerning the dam Ball affair. Nevertheless, she pnt on her hat and her gloves and went to Bill Dale's office. Dale sat with his elbows on his desk gnd with his head In his hands. To II appearances, he was unaware of |he presence of the girl In the doorway. She spoke. "Bill!" He sat up straight and faced her. He seemed surprised. "Well, Babe?" "Your father wants you," In a low rolce. "He's got something to tell you that?that will mutt> you think almost nothing of me!" Young Dale frowned. "What Is It?" "I'd rather he'd tell you about It. BUI Dale. I don't think I could heur to tefl you myself?" She turned and was about to hasten away, when he called to her: "Walt I"?and she waited. "Has It," he asked, "anything to do with your marriage to Jimmy Fayne?" -Nor He arose and put on his broad rimmed hat 'TU admit," he smiled, "that I'm worse than a granny woman for poking my noao into other people's affairs?when are yon going to marry Jimmy, Babe?" , The answer came quickly: "Never." "Never 1" "Never," repeated Elizabeth, very quietly. "Never?" pursued Dale. "Never I" cried Elizabeth, exasperated. "Goodness I" lsna>w?rl noia "V dramatic, or vehement, or both. May I walk home with you, Babe?" "?es, air," promptly, "If you waut to." They set out across the snow-covered meadows, and neither spoke another word until they had reached Hon Llttleford's log house. Tlte girl looked at Um queerly as they entered. After be knew? Old HoIa flHH mot Ko#a??a ?? V- ?MWV VVAV1C UIC uir, and near him sat silent John Moreland. Old Dale motioned toward an inside door. "Please close it, Elizabeth," he requested, and she obeyed. "Mow sit down. I've tot something to tell the three of you. And I fancy It will Interest all of you." The two who had Just come in took chairs at the fireside. After a moment, John K. Dale begun: "You've often wondered, Bill, about that savage streak?as you choose to call it?that la in von Yon inhori?mt It. Much of that which we are, It la claimed, la Inherited, and It must be correct; like begets like, of course. Bat there Is no savage streak In you, Bill. Tou are bot-headed, that's all. Your virtues overbalance that, by far. 1 have never seen another man who had a greater love for honesty and fair play, or a greater hatred for all that is ha'low and false, or more courage to stick up for that which seems th he right, than you. Now i'U tail you how you came by those fine qualities and the hot-headedness? Elisabeth Llttleford sat wide-eyed, SAttOA hot# ?KU-? I# Wa ?????? ivuov, uau uicaiuicoa. 11 tic lucaui iu tell It, why didn't he tell it I Why did fee beat about the bush like that? "BUI, this la bard for me. It bring* back a terrible thing. You know about David Moreland. . . . When I awoke that morning and found him lying dead at nay erased, drunken hands, 1 wished that i, too, were dead. . . . That great and silent wilderness smothered me. I Imagined that I could kkAd* vaIdoe dalllnw tA mo oaxrln "Cain I Cain 1' "They came from tha laurel thickets, from the trees overhead, from the ground, from everywhere. Yon see, 1 wasn't all bad, even In my wild-oati days. Then I thought of the law, and I re?. ... . "But the cry of a child from the cabin I was leaving halted me before I had gone thirty yards. David Mor? land's wife had left htm with a babj only a few weeks old, which I dldn'l pay any particular attention to until that morning, that biack morning. At that time there was no other houst for miles around. 1 couldn't leave tlx child there to die of starvation, aftei killing Us father. So I went back anc get the bsby. and all Its clothing, ant took It away with me. 1 left it at i farmhouse down in the lowland, ant went to another city, and etarted lift afresh "But later 1 married, and shorty after that 1 went to the farmer aut persuaded him to let me adopt tin 8HBS555=SSHBB5SK=HSBiaBBaaSHSSS5SB5S BajwburgjLiebe L IltlUplvrtiinti# t*? _ _ww - -' ?? ?* w? ??a bltwin Mvefty t^3 jqht by Doubladoy . Poa? ^ ^,<n educated It, jV^ ii sort or compensation. | And 1 came to love It. Hut It was | .gears before my wife loved It. Slie didn't like children then. But she does now. She Is paying now, nnd 1 aui paying. Don't you understand. Hill? j don't you understand?" There was a choke In his voice toI ward the last. Hill Dale went to his I feet. His eyes were wide, hut he did not seem unhappy ; and for that Klir.abeth was gratefn). John Moreland sat as still, with his bearded, viking face us expressionless as though he hud Known it all along. "And so I really am in my own country I" cried Hill Dale. '"I am a Moreland, and the Morelniuls really are tuy own people!" jiMi are ui your own country, nn?I you are a Morelnnd?and .vo ir Itnhy name was David," s?4(l John K. Dale. It was then that John Morelnnd spoke. "Hill, when 1 fust seed you, you mnde me think o' my brother the day he was married. 1 ain't never fo'got that. I snrtolnly ain't su'prised none at all. We didn't know uliout thy baby. Cherokee Joe told tne the baby had died." i "And now, son," pleaded old Dale. ] his voice breaking, "say that you for- ( give me." I IIIII Dale, Dnvld Moreland's boy, knelt beside the old sheepskin-lined roeker, took the old coal king's hand in both his own and bent ids bend over it. "It's All right," he said thickly. "It's all right." Klizuheth Llttleford arose and stole hlindly out of the house. Her footsteps led her, quite without her realizing where she wus going, across the meadow and to the river above the, blown-down sycamore. And there on that sacred spot, where she had first felt her heart leap ut the sound of Itill I to -* - * ?.?iai L/mv s viFite, mu; suiiK <low U ill a heap in the snow und cried, and cried. .i Twilight was gathering rupidly, imi, she <11(1 not notice It. She <1I<1 not notice, either, that the air was pw-* Ing steadily colder with the appruueb of the 'mountain night. To lier a warm sun was shining above ill a bright l>lue vault; tjf her tlie spirit of summer was everywhere;' in her ear* there was the liquid sprig of a meadow lark, the sweet twittering. of woodthrushes, the low hvuuniiig of wild bees. The pourlngHtf the crystal waters between the two boulders above the pool made music to her. and blended with it site SOPllUwl fn Iiwip ihu of h big. clean, strong man? "I was thinking of the difference heiween yon and some other women I know." Then a ray of hope slione Into her heart. Bill Dale was fenlly n Moreland and. therefore, of'the hill hlnod * r even as she was of the Till) blood and that should make them more nearly equal. She told herself that he wouldn't he so apt to condemn her for being able to take a human life Easily us one of another blood would be; he would be more apt to understand. And yet. the women he had known were gentle, tender and refined, like, for in stance, Patricia Mel,sarin. Soon the ray of hope tiled within her. and she bent her head and sobbed again. one of her bare hands began to grope idly In the snow nt her side, and she did not feel the cold. Suddenly* she realized that her hand was full of shavlnjfs, whlttlings. Some man mil] Ill-en silling 111**If WlilllllUg Will) m pocket knife?it must have heen a man, for who ever heard of a woman whittling? She felt In thu snow with both hands, and found more whittling* ?there were bushels of whittling*, It seemed to her. lying there under the snow. Then she wondered?wondered who It could hnve t>een. It was quite dark now, hut the moon was not yet up. A great, bright star blazed nbove DavTd Moreland's tomb Ike a beacon tire. She beard the muftled sounds of slow masculine foot steps In the snow behind her. She , did not turn her hend. In her soul ?he knew It could he but one man. PHI p-Ve's hend was down, and lie ( moved us llioutrh he neither knew nor eared whither he went. Then he saw , .he dnrl: heap on the liver's Imiik t?e. fore him. and he halted. He knew in [ his soul that It ernild be hut one worn. an, Dale went on and rrat down on a I stone the size of a small bun el llmt lay at the river's rim. ; AUCKlt, THE PRTnI ' If GOUN HERE ?S W.V I TVV OtE. OFFICE, TO*AOfcF< TO VJASmUGTCH^ AWO AFYE OLD TO BE A. PACjE IM TYV NPROBABLN vtt G*T t> B6 s /\ TVAEJsi KAEBBE Pfc?S\PBWT. Ii"C sattJ. It was the mating call of his heart In the springtime of his life. "Who d-done a!! o" this whlttlln'. Bill?" asked Ktl7.nl.oth. "1 did." softly., "But I thought you were so busy here! It's nobody but Idlers, of 1 course, that whittles-?that -Is, most o' I the time It's nobody hut Idlers that I whittles." I "But I'm not busy on Sundays, y' know," replied Dale. | "Tell me this," Elizabeth HSked pointedly: "What made you come to j this one spot to do your whittlin'? i Couldn't von whittle ? - ? ? .. ...tviv U IIIUIC 111 uiy daddy's cabin yard?" He answered her unhesitatingly* "Because 1 like to he here. TliHf place Is tt. shrine to tue. It was here that I first loved you, Babe. Now you tell me this: Why did you-cortie-'to this particular spot to sit ,do>yn In the snowV There's snow iu your daddy's cabin yard I" I Said Bllzaheth, in a voicu-thut sounded smothered: "Because I like to he here?this place Is a shrine to me. i too?It was here that I first loved you, I Bill Dale!" "Then why," he demanded, "won't you marry me?" "Because It was in? that shot?Adam Ball." | She went on, and though emotion hud set every fibre of her to quivering, she did not fall Into the fHd hill talk, i wtttrll tt'aa ?* !? ..?v, fwi. me uiifKuinceiu.'e of her: . "I thought you wouldn't want me if you knew that I did that, and I couldn't marry you without telling you. | But you know now! And do whatever you feel like doing or saying, you can't hurt nie; I can never be hurt any?any m-m-m-inore " Bill Dale shot erect. Truly, this was a day of surprises for him. lie stooped and caught her up. "A reul woman!" he said happily, straightening with her In his arms. "A real, all gold, pure gold woman 1 You loved me well enough to kill a man to suve me, and wouldn't let me know iti woman is a mystery, sure enough. But perhaps It's because women are ?U/<II DlK? ?2 . ? _ . ? <, uoub, [much, must I urag YOU to the Altar, or Will You Go With Mo of Your Own Free Will?" so fine and so fur ahove menfolk that i menfolk cannot understand them, i Well, Italic, kitten, must I drag you I to the ultar, or will you go with nte I of your own accord?" She put her arms around his neck i ami <Irew tiieiu titrlit. i "I'll go with you. Hill Palo?or David Moreland, whichever It Is?to the very last inch of the end of the world," she will. * * * * Early the next morning, there en me strolling lazily up the river's hank a tali and lanky mountaineer who wore, among other things, a Niagara Falls nvnot o oK<\ ???'! ~ * * <?v iitt iiiiu vuwuiue noois II1HC seemed ridiculously short because of the great Jength of his slender legs. He earrled n rifle In the hollow of one arm; he was looking for'rnbhlt-tmcks In the snow. Near the pool above the blown-down sycamore, he came upon tracks that had not been made by any four-footed animals. There were the footprints of a man coming from one direction, and the footprints of a woman coming from another direction; only the footprints of the man went away toward Tien Idttleford's enbin. Ky Heck was puzzled. "Here comes Bill." he frowned. "and over here , conies Babe. And thar. as nlnln as flay. goes Hill; hilt what hwomp o* Babe? Whar In the name n* Hie devil's* pet ridln'-hoss did she go to? Not straight tip, sliorely !" He scrutinized the signs with the understanding eye of the horn woods man. Then he grinned broadly and said to himself: "Well, dang my forrard Hnd blast my eyes! The dnngert old Injun, he Jeet picked her up bod'ly and carried her off home, and I know what that means, thank Ood. I caln't |>ray, hut I shore can sing ER'S DEVIL L^ST OAN iwW GOODBV, s< o\w <*oiu* J HERE i e. :R V G\X TOO B WE&E \ L& 50>i*T?, wosrjga i t ENATO* AW i GOC > U*& MC, C V?-0VUGL^H&\ Jtj l^yjlf 07. A PaiUTfc&S) ^T^r~l ( u / >* >evnu vmuusy ^ ?r--Tg>' ( UUS M6^ ^ > - ' V ^ *a. - v I . 1 i * \ Wfe* 1- to T I "dis< I/TpHE nex X to you e wonderful 1 how much for each do It's astoi owner toda the tire ser itUl X1UW & the econorr j| one handB surplus stoc j| and retreac B For tw< I makers ha |j American \ fo They ha business frc They ha led the figh tires. | They ha Lira i I Unit! j I ^ Middleton Br I Lucas Auto ( ! - ? | "Oh, when I rite " don't bury me rteep; I Out a. tombs .one. Ht my head and feet, ' Put a boar's jawbone In my rlKlit hand, i On my way to the Prom?leed T.a-a-and I OhI Om my way to the Promised i.an<iia " 1/ ' ?sil 'it' r? I'll Vjv-^U ;; $ 1 / '' (:r^i'< || ti# ;--fsfc il!gg.il:?:i":ii?}??vi^;!:i::ilg!iaftFOR SALE?At McBee. Ei?ht nice desirable lots, also sixty-five at re! I (TliE END.) j . db* I 1 CCteVca'Styiu/i/ied' fj I n Jf'> ,yj*z Quecell? f J |!:' P'if -?t>r 07-ortunity to insure I;' i?rr>mst e-ib-irrnssing rrrors in roelline. !*' .1 pi. ..w; .10.? mid poor choice of .. I T -->w the rrenninn of i>u.' ling " 1'I war tern.;. Increase your efficiency, j? whi.hrc Its in power and success. :i 1 WEBSTER'S triTiiRHATiONAI. f ' TT' VARY i.t .in nll-l.-nmir ' ' i " t- a'a-i, a univorsnl question ij.j |,-j ; ' made to moot, your sti , I ... >.i. [t is in daily uso by fji ' , , ir Ja of thousands < f sue- : i |!.' " iul m :i iiu.l uoin. 11 iho worM over. *] | i..j ?m.0?0\ .rJn. 2701 Panes. 6<ma II- i: i : '< . ii.t-1 . ...^iii|>iik. i i.II- :: ly tries. 30.SOO (^copraphlcul.Subjects. {: CHAN PRIZE. (Ili. host Award) i ui Exposition. ;; I ntiapaper Editions. :: I V RITE Srv irn Parr"' EREE i . t.ot . n yo'i ii ,ia< 1I...i paper. ' ' G. & C. (YTZRRlAIVt CO., a Springfield,Mass. U.S.A. ^ ^ nne iarming land three miles north ofMcBee. Known as Preston Shaw land. Address, H. H. Holder, 1203 S. Success 4tp-38 Lakeland, Fla, b) Vyhailc? " Wfitfm N<wsp?rvr ('fiton OP uv CVA\LOHOOO? | AfcUEO KAV PtfcST OOlLAR. ' ' | tVCklEO TU' UPUlC,P*t>E3. B\7L\ \ .ENfcVlED UO\M TO COSS \ A ?0^, OV-E PRl^TSHOe\ zm you cm:$ eason, will coumf tire, :t time a friend comes enlly rni ill excited about some standard :ire bargain?ask him lor the ti value he ought to get They liar of tire money. Tactoi y lishing that any car country, y should not know all hut ion sc vice he is entitled to. live tire IT Q IU V/11CV.IV Lip UCIWCU1 ly of par quality on r . i ?and big discounts, ^ ^0'( :ks, discontinued lines cn Is on the other. 1:5 econor y * * T 111 S iJ i years U. S. Tire ment he ve been telling the and repi people all about tires. and ir;osi ve laid open the tire *n t^ie v/< >m every angle. A sou ve always _5>_? t for better ve consistYou tfet a froah. live tire* every tit you buy a U S Tire. " A ?Sm z^arfi id States <M V^anic others, Angelus, S. C. Company, Chesterfield, S. C. . . n Vl I . ij 1 1HE UNIVERSAL CAM ' j j CARS, TRUCKS, TRACTORS SERVICE | ! PARTS ii LUCAS AUTO CO. I; i | FOR SALE?Fulghum Oats 00 per ci.it. germination. $1.00 per bnshI | el, al-o full line field seed fur fail planting. Write us for prices. Our seed are what we claim, pu;e Our prices are right. It-dO The ITire Seed Co., t'heiaw. I . A. F. OAyiS 5iARRET; The I ine?t Freeh Moil> 1 lie Ba>t 1 alley Grocerie* i .Hi{*h Gr Jo Canned Good* The Bert of Everything; for the Table A.F. DAVIS MARKET | ' r?'r?r 7' t- t v 1 A IJ\ x..1' > - V V . , U ? i i i u \ /*{ ? r* a /"r.r, w: v/ ?-1 , i ^ kl y j | j lwn. bl'ocisl ' , n f"1 ? r i jv ' . ii. ij. l l 1. r 3 i i i . r ? . . /. . i ! - . i' <c . i j 1 u / u ts f i sip goooss, ol6. cat! ??osasun vjomt denies. <se.? mofcs , 'cause cats oomt 1 vicosj t \jm\'i \ dp . I vur* 1 iv/v v ? \ Goue. xo nvv CMS v\e*\>s fcOO-HOOOOOO* . ? i Jii^: f Qil^ liflHlMIMiNWlM * v * 1 1 \ -ir?"Miimiai m'mi irrtrrr -irtn. ie MTight!: it is ti&es'e s~* | aintained quality /h's/ 3 with certain dwor.oi..y ^ re buyer. I** have establlsl 1 32 ^ Branches ail ov-" tne H Perfecting I hl-\ :tn~ Nj > that you get a /res/), E every time you l<ny a L' e. y - ., K en a man onr<- r crvier, r Tires he know1: v/h: * he ; in qualify? itinrf r\P 1 !r> "?1 ? v v* u:j ^ tv: i ji u;;gets the plodjDd v/ ir .l motion oi" tho largest t successful tiro concern jrld. _ nd reason for the fact thai you see mere U. S. Tires on nune < cars than ever this year. ( n? jh ijJa&sthasc* [Jn !&/ B ^ %J% &g r*J^ H UU Nisbet & W ilson, Chesterfield, Liird Filling Station. Jefferson. Irco., Ruby, S. C. BMHnRBBaaanHH H.H.LE FUNERAL DIREGTO Quality Depend We carry a full line of Cof Supplies with W. H. Porter, Two Motor Fiiio.-r;.I Cars-?<> .i'or color' ;1. 'Phono No. ,?> 1. Wamble Hill NaS cr.i'urs Lo; Open lo negotiate Ooiinty on unproved 1 a? federal Land Rank ol Ci Association charges 1 p< jaid with each application. Parlies must exhibit th< ipplication. So e me at oil ice in Hank o nformation er, loaning to farm iromptly as possible. B. J. Douglass, Wamble Hill N. fVell, fVliat Kind of c i \ MOST | ? ' Knn yy: VI \ B m I to I i Til X^fiwJb. u, tr U. S. CHAIN TREAD 1 Dnc < f t'.ie few tires of which H I may he said that they deliver fl .vonnmy year in and year out I nnd tire after tire. E r r i [3 ^9 impany u. AV iTT " K 8EMBALMER ability Kervirf fins, Caskets and Burial Chesterfield, S. C. mo for n hito people, one _______ I ioMal Asgociaton loans lor Chesterfield in lands through the mimhia. t cent, and requires $10 ir deeds ctt time of filing I Cd.esterlield Building lor crs. ill serve you as Sic. Treas. F. I.. A. :? i.' \X/ . V O DSN , &OD \ kO\U<3t "tO / mxu&TOM ( & JAOR>4M* e^ yz* ?wvA' ? ?., ?