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f i 'ljSjilr /1 -- ■> SYNOPSIS. The scene at the opening of the story Is laid tn the library of an old worn-out eouthern plantation, known as the Bar amy. The place Is to be sold, and Its history and that of the owners, the OulDtards. Is the subject of discussion by Jonathan Crenshaw, a business man, a Taney, a farmer, when Hannibal Wayne stranger known as Bladen, and Bob iHasard, a mysterious child of the old Taney tells how he adopted the boy. Na eouthern family, makes his appearance, thanlel Ferris buys the Barony, but the Qutntards deny any knowledge of the boy. Yancy to keep Hannibal. Captain Murrell, a friend of the Qulnt&rds, ap pears and asks questions about the Bar eay. CHAPTER V. (Continued.) When Betty Malroy rode away from Squire Balaam's Murrell galloped after her. Presently she beard tbe beat of hla horse's hoofs as be came pound ing along tbe sandy road, and glanced back over ber shoulder. With an ex clamation of displeasure she reined In her horse. Murrell quickly gained a place at her side. "1 auppose Ferris Is at the Barony?" he said, drawing his horse down to a walk. "I believe he Is," said Betty with a curt little air. "May I ride with you?" save her • swift glance. She nodded Indif ferently and would have urged her horso Into a gallop again, but be made • gesture of protest. "Don't —or 1 shall think you are still running away trom me," be said with a short laugh. "Were you at the trial?" she asked. "I am glad they didn't get Hannibal away from Yancy." "Oh, Yancy will have hlB hands full with that later —so will Bladen," ho added, significantly. He studied her oat of those deeply sunken eyes of his In which no shadow of youth lin 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?" he said at length. "Yes." "I know your half-brother, Tom Ware—l know him very well." "So you know Tom?" she observed, and frowned slightly. Tom was her guardian, and her memories of him were not satisfactory. A burly, un ahaven man with a queer streak of ■leanness through his character. "You've spent much of your time «p north?" suggested Murrell. "Four years. I've been at school, you know." That's where I met Judith Ferris." "I hope you'll like west Tennessee. It's still a bit raw compared with what you've been accustomed to in the north. You haven't been back in all those four years?" Betty shook her head. "Nor seen Tom —nor any. one from out yonder?" For some rea son 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," be aald, bepding toward her. His glance dwelt on her face and on the pliant llnea of her figure, and his senses ■warn. "I imagine you will bo welcome at Belle Plain. You are Tom'a 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 be gan, but his tongue stumbled. Hla lore-making was usually of a savage aort, but some quality in the girl held hhn In check. Betty drew away from htm, an angry color on her cheeks and an angry light in her eyes. "For give me, Betty!" murmured Murrell, tat Lis heart beat against his ribs, •ad passion sent lta surges througn htm. "Don't you know what I'm try ing to tell you?" he whispered. Betty gathered up her reins. "Not yet—" he cried, and again be rested a heavy kaad on htfrs. "bet me go—let me go!" cried Bet ty l&dlgnantly. "No —nglyet!" He urged bis borao ■till ne&rei and gathered her close. Too've got to hear me. I've loved you ttnce the first moment I rested By eyes on you—and, by God, you shall love me In return!" He felt her straggle to free herself from his grasp with a sense of savage triumph. Bruce Carrlngton, on his way back to Fayettevllle from the Forks, came ahoat a turn In the road. Betty saw • tall, handsome fellow In the first flash of manhood; Carrlngton, as angry girl struggling In a man's grasp. At sight of the new-comer, Murreil, with an osith, released Betty, who, striking her horse with the whip, gal loped down the road toward t tip Barony. As ahe fled past Carrlngton ike bent low In her saddle. "Don't let him follow me!" sho gasped, and Carrlngton, striding for ward. caught Murrcll's horse by the Mi "Let go!" roared Murreil, and a —idsroua light shot from his eyes. *1 dont know bat I should poll yon iiahtir. i«. • c «2» •: t"i 1 ejii .i,iWLifMk:£»tii THE I PRODIGAL JO JUDGE VXUOHAM KESTER. ■ JuvsTtynons BY AMEIVIU "I Don't Know but What I Should Pull You Out of That Saddle and Twlat Your Neck." " out of that saddle and twist your heck!" said Carrlngton hotly. Mur rell's face underwent a swirt change. "You're a bold fellow to force your way into a lover's quarrel," he said quietly. Carrington's arm dropped at his side. Perhaps, after all, it was that. CHAPTER VI. Betty Sets Out for Tennessee. Brace's first memories had to do with long nights when he perched be side 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 fafts drifting as they were drifting, with their wheat and corn and whisky, to that com mon market at the river's mouth. Bruce Carrlngton had seen the day of barge and raft reach its zenith, had beard 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 Ho meric 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 Balaam had shown Carrlngton the road to the Forks, assuring him when they sep arated that with a little care and decent use of his eyes it would be possible to fetch up there and not pass plumb through the settlement without knowing where he was. He was on his way to Faycttevllle, where he Intended to spend the night, and perhaps a day or two in looking around, when the meeting with Betty and Murrell occurred. The girl's face remained with him. It was a face he would like to see again. He was still thinking of the girl when he ate bis supper that night at Cleggett's Tavern. Later, in the bar, be engaged his host in idle gossip. He had met a gentleman and a lady on the road that day! he wondered, as he toyed with his glass, If it could have been the Ferrises? Mounted? Yes, mounted. Then It was Ferris and his wife —or It might have been Captain Murrell and Miss Malroy. Miss Malroy did not live in that part of the country; she was a friend of Mrs. Ferris', belonged In Kentucky or Tennessee, or somewhere out yonder —at any rate she was bringing her visit to an end, for Ferris had In structed him to reserve a place for her In the north-bound stage on the morrow. , ' Carrlngton suddenly remembered that he bad thought of starting north in the morning himself. The stage left at six, and aa Car rlngton climbed to his seat the next morning Mr. Cleggett was advising the driver to look sharp when he i—m+ to the Barony road, as he was to pick up a party there. It waa Car rlngton who looked sharp. *>d almost at the spot where he had seen Miss Malroy the dny before he saw Her uguln, with Kerrlß and Judith and ft pile of luggage bestowed by the way side. Dotty did not observe him as the coach stopped, for Bhe was In tent on her farewells with her friends. There were hasty words of advice from Ferris, prolonged good-bys to Judith, tears—kisses —while a place was belug made for her many boxes and trunks. Carrlngton gathered that she was going north to Washington; that her Mnal destination was some point either on the Ohio or Missis sippl, and that her name was Hetty. Then the door slammed and the stage was In motion again. All through the morning they swung forward In the heat and dust and glare, and at midday rattled Into the shaded main street of a sleepy village and drew up before the tavern where dinner was waiting them. Hetty saw Carrlngton when shu took her seat, and gave a scarcely perceptible start of surprise. Then her face was flooded with a rich col or. This was the man who saw her with Captain Murrell yesterday! There was a brief moment of Irreso lution and then she bowed coldly. It was four days to Richmond. Four days of hot, dusty travel, four nights of uncomfortable cross-road stations, where Betty suffered sleepless nights and the unaccustomed pangs of early rising. She occasionally found 'her self wondering who Carrlngton tyas. She approved of the manner In which he conducted himself. She liked a man who could be unobtrusive. The next morning he found hlmseir Beated opposite her at breakfast. He received another curt little nod, cool and distant, as he took hlB Beat. "You stop In Washington?" said Carrlngton. Betty shook her head. "No, 1 am going on to Wheeling." "You're fortunate In being BO near ly home," he observed. "I'm going on to Memphis." Hetty exclaimed: "Why, 1 am go Ing to Memphis, too!" "Are you? By to Cumber land, and then by stage over the Na tional Road to Wheeling?" Betty nodded. "It makes one wish they'd finish their railroads, doesn't it 7 Do you suppose they'll ever get aa far west as Memphis?" she said. "They Bay it's going to bo bad for the river trade when they're built on something besides paper," answered Carrlngton. "And I happen to be a flatboatman, Miss Malroy." No more was said lust then, for Betty became reserved and did not at tempt to resumo the conversation. A day later they rumbled Into Washing ton, and as Betty descended from the coach Carrlngton stepped to her side. "I suppose you'll stop here, Mlsu Malroy," he said, indicating the tav ern before which the stage bad come tq a stand. "Yes," raid Betty Drletly. "If 1 can be of any service to you—" be began, with Just a touch of awk wardness in bis manner. "No, I thank you, Mr. Carrlngton," said Betty quickly. > "Good night . . . good-by." He turned away, and Betty saw bis tall form disappear In the twilight. • • ••• • A month and more had elapsed since I!ob Yancy's trial. Just two days later man and boy disappeared from Scratch Hill. Murrell was soon on their trail and pressing forward In hot pursuit. Reaching the moun tains, he heard of them first as ten days ahead of him and bound for west Tennessee; the ten days dwin dled to a week, the week became live days, the live days three; and now as he emerged from the last range of hills he caught sight of them. Yancy glanced back at the blue wall of the mountains where It lay along the horizon. "Well, Nevvy," he said, "we've put a heap of distance between us and old Scratch Hill." For the past ten days their Journey hnd been conducted In a leisurely fashion. As Yancy said, they wore seeing tho world, and it was well to take a good look at it while they had a chance. Suddenly out of tho silence" came the regular beat of hoofs. These grow nearer and nearer, and at last when they were quito close, Vancy faced about. Smilingly Murrell reined in his horse. "Why—Hob Yancy!" he cried In apparent astonishment. "Yes, Blr —Rob Yancy. Does it hap pen you are looking fo' him, Cat>- taln?" Inquired Yancy. "No —no. Dob. I'm on jny way west." Murrell slipped from his saddlo and fell Into step at Yancy's side as they moved forward. "They were mightily stirred up at the Cross Roads when I left, wonder ing what had come of you," he ob served. "That's kind of them," responded Yancy, a little dryly. There was no reason for it, but he was becoming distrustful of Murrell, and uneasy. They went forward In silence. A sudden turn In the road brought them to.the edge of an extensive clearing. Close to the road there were several buildings, but not a treo had been spared to shelter them and they stood forth starkly, tho completing touch to a civilization that was still In ltd youth, unkempt, rather savage, and ruthlessly utilitarian. A sign an nounced the dingy structure of logs nearest the roadside a tavern. From the door of the tuvern the figure of a man emerged. Ho was black-haired and bull-necked, and there was about hlrn a certain shag;- glness which a recent toilet performed at the horse trough had not served U> mitigate. "Howdy?" he drawled. "Howdy?" responded Mr. Yancy. "Shall you stop here?" asked Mur rell, sinking his voice. Yancy nodded. "Can you put us up?" Inquired Mur rell, turning to the tavern-keeper. "I reckon that's what I'm here ror," Bald SloKson. Murrell glanced about the empty yard. "Slack," observed Hlosson languidly. "Yes, sir, slack's the only name for It." it was under stood he referred to the state of trade. He looked from one to the other of the two men. As his eyes rested on Murrell, that gentleman raised the first three lingers of his right hand. The gesture was ever so little, yet It .«eemed to have a tonic efTect on Mr. Slosson. What might have developed into a smile had he not Immediately suppressed It, twisted his beatded lips as he made an answering move ment. "Eph, come here, you!" Slos son raised his voice. This call brought a half-grown black boy from about a corner of the tavern, to whom Murrell relinquished his horse. "Let's liquor," satd the capthln over his shoulder, moving oft In the direc tion of the bar. "Come on, Nevvy!" said Yancy fol lowing, and they all entered the tav ern. "Well, here's to the best of good luck!" said Murrell, as ho raised his glass to his lips. "Same here," responded Yancy. Murrell pulled out a roll of bills, one of which he tossed on the bar. Then after a moment's hesitation he de tached a second bill from the roll and turned to Hannibal. , "Here, youngster —a present for you," he satd good-naturedly. Hanni bal, embarrassed by the unexpected gift, edged to his Uncle Bob's sWe. "Thank you, sir," said the" boy. "Let's have another drink," sug gested Murrell. Presently Hannibal stole out into the yard. He still held the hill in his hand, for he did not quite know how to dispose of his great wealth. After debating this matter for a moment he knotted It carefully In one corner of his handkerchief. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Let Them Go On Training. The woman who thinks ahe has the best husband in the world probably doesn't know any better. ACREAGE REDUCED BY WET WEATHER ONLY ABOUT 40 PER CENT OF COTTON HAS BEEN PLANTED IN COUNTY. CONDITIONS ARE UNIFORM Farmers 80 Far Are Unable to Con r centrate Their Attention Either Upon the Cotton or the Corn Plant ing—'SeriousneM of Situation. • Charlotte. Not more than 40 of the total acreage laid off for cotton In Mecklenburg county has been planted this season according to con servative estimates made by leading farmers of this community. The con tinued wet spring which has kept the planters from the fields during the critical period of preparation has thrown operations even at this late period at least three weeks behind the normal condition at this time of the year. While thiß low percentage of cotton planted gives some idea of the ser iousness of the situation; farmers do not deny that what cotton has been planted is not much more promising than for the corresponding period last year. The conditions prevailing during the two comparative periods is altogether different. Last year the majority of the cotton was planted at the proper time, all of it had been 1 in the gVound by this time, but the dry weather prevented It from sprout ing and in many instances the farm ers did not get good stands until the first week in June. In fact, in Borne localities cotton was replanted and fields that had grown oats and other grain crops were put in cotton after the harvest. These fields returned heavy harvests on account of the late ness of the fall, this allowing matur | Ity of the young bolls which under i ordinary conditions would have been snapped off by frost, j This year cotton planted has j come up without trouble. The mols- I turo in the ground produced good | stands in the few fields that have j been planted. , j Politics In Haywood County. I Interest In the race for the Demo cratic nomination for Congress in j the district around Canton Is waxing ! warm. The friends of Congressman Gudger have been very active for him j in Haywood county. Gudger has al j ways had following In this | county, and at the last prlmnry elec i tlon, when the race was on between i Gudger and Cocke, Gudger got his greatest help from this county. The ' followers of Robert It. Reynolds have 1 been into every neck of the woods ' and there are many Reynolds follow ers throughout the county. Judge Spenre Reynolds, the brother of the I candidate, has been In Canton for some time and the race will be hot. Heavy Rains do Much Damage The county commissioners held a special meeting at Lenoir to consider the matters of rebuilding bridges washed away by the heavy rains which fell several dayß ago. Several temporary bridges were ordered built, which will likely be replaced later by Iron ones. The damage done by the flood throughout the county Is Just now being ascertained. Besides the bridges washed away, and prac tically all of them are gone, thou sands of dollars of damage were done to the lowlands or bottoms, as well as considerable damage to the uplands. Many Bales of Cotton Lost In Fire Damage estimated approximately at forty-five thousand dollars was caus ed by Are which burned two compart ments of the Charlotte compress, con taining nearly bales of cotton. The have been negligible but for the fact that thirty minutes while the fire was at Its height the firemen stood with empty hose, while the water pressure was cut off on account of temporary shut down in Southern Power service and stoppage of pumping motors. Norman Conrad Painfully Wour*ded Norman Conrad was shot and pain fully wounded at Lexington resisting arrest on the charge of being drunk and disorderly. It Is alleged that Con rad had gone home in an Intoxicated condition and attacked his wife. She called for the officers and when they arrived they found hltn armed with a double-barreled shotgun. He had run everybody * away from home. When the officers demanded that he surrender he raised his gun and level ed it at Officer Garland who imme diately opened fire on him. Mecklenburg County Politics. The Democratic county primary resulted IB the overwhelming adop tion of the salary system of remun eration for county officers; the nom ination, of three of these so-called in surgent ticket for county board of education namely, J. P. Andfey, J. C. Reld and W. W. Watt, with two of the old tickets, J. C. McNeely and P. D. Price, and the three members of the former board of county commis sioners who stood for re-election namely, Chairman W. M. Long, W. N. McKee and F. T. Beatty. THE STATE FAIR FOR 1 President Mcßae Announces the Mem bers of Exeeutlvs - Committee of the State. Raltegh.—ln preparation (or hold* lng the 1912 state fair President E. P. Mcßae announces the executive com mittee composed of prominent men in every section of the state. The per sonnel of the committee is as follows: C, N. Allen, Auburn; George A. H. Andrews, F. B. Arendell,- C. B. Barbee, Raleigh; R. B. Boyd, Warrenton; J. G. Boylin, Wadesboro; W. C. Brewer, Wake Forest; N. B. Broughton, Ral eigh; J. A. Bryan, Newbern; A. H. Boyden, Salisbury; Walter Clark, Ral eigh; H. Cole, Dllmington; A. L. Cox, C. B. Denlson, Raleigh; L. 8. Coving ton, Rockingham; R. A. Doughton, Bparta; John C. Drewry, N. A. Dunn, J t F. Ferrall, Raleigh: W. A. Graham, Oxford; J. O. W. Graveley, Rocky Mount; N. Y. Gulley, Wake Forest: O. F. Hankins, Lexington; J. A. Harris, Hillaboro; P. H. Hanes, Winston- Salem ; J. C. L. Harrla, Leo D. Heartt, Raleigh; D. H. Hill, Weßt Raleigh; R. B. Holman, Tlmberlake; George E. Hood, Goldsboro; C. W. Home, Clay ton; Cary J. Hunter, D. T. Johnson, Raleigh; D. L. Janms, Greenville; C. W. Johnson, Charlotte; W. N. Jones, Raleigh: B. W. Kllgore, West Raleigh; Governor W. W. Kltchln, Raleigh; L. B. Evans, Clark ton; J. J. Laughing house, Greenville; Julius Lewis, Ral eigh; H. A. London, Pittsboro; J. A. McDanlel, Klnston; J. A. McKay, Dunn; A. A. McKinzle, Rowland; W. C. McMackln, Raleigh; J. F. Mcßae, Laurinburg; John A. Mills, F. O. Mor ing, Raleigh; J. Walter Myatt, Clay ton; Charles L. Morton, Washington; F. A. Olds, John Nichols, T. B. Parker. Italelgh; W. 8 Parker, Henderson; J. H. Pratt, Chapel Hill; I. M. Proctor, Raleigh; R. H. Ricks, Rocky Mount; A. S. Rascoe, Windsor; I. Q. Schaub, West Raleigh; Ed Chambers Smith, Raleigh; N. A. Smith, Kipling; J. G. Staton, Wilmington; R. C. Strong. Raleigh; J. F. Tayloe, Washington; J. M. Templeton, Cary; W. E. Utley, Apex; J. Van Llndley, Greensboro; Frank T. Ward, Raleigh; C. A. Webb, ABhevllle; E. T. White, Oxford; W. E. White, Mebane; C. B. Williams, Wost Raleigh; R. W. Winston, Raleigh; W. P. Wood, Asheboro; F. A. Woodard, Wilson; J. S. Wynne, Raleigh. Roper Given Conditional Pardon. Robert Roper, of Robeson county, WBB given a condition pardon on ac count of bad health, the county phy sician stating that his death may soon follow any further confinement. Roper was convicted at the July term, 1910, for the crime of assault and sentenc ed to two years on the roads. The rea.ions for pardon are as follows: "Prisoner has served over twenty two months of a two year sentence. In the meantlmo his health has become so broken that the county physician certifies to me that in all probability he will not live to complete his sen tence, and he thinks that further con finement will hasten his death. The county physician and the county at torneys have appealed to me to re lease prisoner as a meanß of proldng ing his life. I therefore pardon pris oner on condition that he remain law abiding and of good behavior. Politics In Pasqoutank County. Local politics arc beginning to take on life at this time and aspirants foi Pasqoutank county honors are loom ing up from every direction. Sheriff Charles Reid promises to have some live competition for tho lucrative po sition which he holds, as both former Chief of Police William C. Dawson and "Billy" Culpepper are telling the voters that they could fill the positicn. It is being circulated in political cir cles that Col. E. L. Lamb will be a candidate for the lower house of the state legislature and also that Frank M. Grice is thinking of entering the arena. North Carolina New Enterprises. Charters for new corporations Is sued are tho Realty Trust Company, Charlotte, $125,000 capital, by C. B. Bryant, W. C. Wilkinson, H. W. Moore and John B. Ross. The Carolina Elec tric Vehicle Company, Asheville, $25,- 000 capital authorized, SOOO subscrib ed by O. S. Powell, W. T. Weaver and others, and the Fayetteville Infirm ary Company, capital $50,000 by T. M. West, R. B. Hayes, J. M. Lilly and others Investigating A Murder. The sheriff and fcoroner have Just returned from the southern part of Granville county where they were called to Investigate a murder that took place several days ago. A. J. Johnson, colored, was called to the door of his house and shot three times, resulting in almost Immediate death. Nothing was found that gives any clue as to the man who did the deed. The coroner's report was that he came to his death at the hands of an unknown person. Johnson was about 60 years old. Automobile Highway To Be Changed. It his been noised about that un less something is done by the author- ' fties of Davidson county to provide bettor highways in that county be tween Lexington and the toll bridge and between that town and the For sythe line the national automobile highway route will be changed to come by the way of Winston-Salem, Mocksville and then across the new bridge to be built over the Yadkta on to Salisbury and then follow the formed route aonth. This would cut out Lexington and also Spencer.
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