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!| That's the kind —Lib- i : by's There isn't an -1 other sliced dried beef like it Good ? It's the inside cut of the finest beef sliced to wafer thin ness. iced ' Dried Beef stands supreme. The tasty dishes one can make with it are almost numberless. Let's see ! There's creamed dried beef, and—but just try it. Then youH know I Always Insist on Libby's Don't accept "ajuit aa good." From relish to roaat, from condiment to conserve, the quality of Libby's Reedy-to-Serve Pood* is always ■uperior. And they don't coat one whit more than the ordinary kinds. I Pat up In glatt or tin containers At Every Grocers Libby, M-Neill & Libby Chicago Most homely women lire clever— probably because they have to be. A Gentle Result. She —I thought prize lights were very exciting. He —They usually are. Phe—Well, this one I am reading about could not have been very lively, for it seems from tills account the flf»ht ended because one of theni went to sleep. HER REAL OBJECTIONS. Gerald —Do jou object lo b-iunesr In a man? Geralillne—Not unless the bald spot extends Into bis brain. OUTDOOR LIFE. Will Not Offset the 111 Effects of | Coffee and Tea When One Cannot Digest Them. A farmer says: "For ten years or more I suffered from dyspepsia and stomach trouble, caused by the use of cotfee (Tea con tains caffeine, the same drug found in coffee), until I got so bad 1 had to give up coffee entirely and almost give up eating. There were times when I could eat only boiled milk and bread; and when I went to the field to work I had to take some bread and butter along to give me strength. "I doctored steady and took almost everything I could get for my stomach in the way of medicine, but If I got any better it only lasted a little while. I was almost a walking skeleton. "One day I read an ad for Postum and told my wife I would try it, and as to the following facts I will make affi davit before any Judge: "I quit coffee entirely and used Pos tum in Its place. I have regained my health entirely and can eat anything that Is cooked to eat. I have increased in weight until now I weigh more than I ever did. I have not taken any medi cine for my stomach since I began using Postum. "My family would stick to coffee at first, but they saw the effects it had on me and when they were feeling bad they began to use Postum. one at a time, until gyy w« all use Postum." Name given by Postum Co., Battle Creek, faich. Ten trial of Poatum In place of coffee proves the truth, an easy an>l pleasant way. Read the little book, 'The Road to Wellvllle," In pkgs. 'There's a rea son." Rrei> rrs the «koT» letter? A w* «» neveare tram time In llnr. Tfce »•» areolae, true, aal fell •( hemai ■■tercet. ,» ~ U I ~. « SYNOPSIS. The scene at the opening of the story (aid In the library of an old worn-out southern plantation, known as the Bar ony. The place la to be Bold, and It* history and that of the owners, the Qulntards, Is the subject of dlscuaalon by Jonathan Crenshaw, a business man, a stranger known as Bladen, and Bob Yancy, a farmer, when Hannibal Wayne Raiard, a mysterious child of the old southern family, makes his appearance. Yancy tells how he adopted the boy. Na thaniel Ferris buys the Barony, but the Qulntarda deny any knowledge of the boy. Taney to keep HannlbaL Captain Murrell, a friend of the Qulntards, ap pears and asks questions about the Bar ony. Trouble at Scratch Hill, when Han nibal Is kidnaped by Dave Blount, Cap tain Murrell's agent. Yancy overtakes Blount, gives him a thraahlng and secures the boy. Yancy appears before Squire Balaam, and la discharged with costs »°J the plaintiff. Betty Malroy. a friend of the Ferrlses. has an encounter with Cap tain Murrell, who forces his attentions on her, and Is rescued by Bruce Carrington. Betty sets out for her Tennessee home. Carrington takes the same stage. Yanoy and Hannibal disappear, with Murrell on their trail. Hannibal arrives at the home of Judge Blocum Price. The Judge recog nises in the boy, the grandson of an ola time friend. Murrell arrives at Judge s home. Cavendish family on raft r *f" u * Yancy, who is apparently dead. Price breaks Jail. Betty and Carrington arrive at Belle Plain. * CHAPTER X. Ball* Plain. "Now, Tom," aald Betty, with a lit tle air of excitement aa she rose from the breakfast table that flrat morn ing at Belle Plain, "I want you to show me everything!" "1 reckon you'll notice some changes," remarked Tom. He went from the room and down the hall a step or two In advance of her. On the wide porch Betty paused, breathing deep. The house stood on an eminence: directly before It at the bottom of the slight descent was a small bayou, beyond this the forest stretched away In one unbroken mass to the Mississippi, "What is It you want to see, any how, Betty?" Tom demanded. "Everything—the place, Tom —Belle Plain! Oh, Isn't it beautiful! 1 had no Idea how lovely It was!" cried Betty, as with her eyes still fixed on the distant panorama of wood and water she went down the steps, him at her hoels—he bet she'd get sick of It all soon enough, that was one com fort! "Why, Tom! Why does the lawn look like this?" "Like what?" inquired Tom. "Why, this—all weeds and briers, and the paths overgrown?" Mr. Ware rubbed his chin reflective ly with the back of bis hand. "That sort of thing looked all right. Bet," he said, "but it kept live or six of the best hands out of the Holds right nt the busiest time of the year." "Haven't 1 slaves enough?" she asked. The dull color crept Into Ware's cheeks. He hated her for that "l!" So sho was going to couie that on him, was she? "Don't you want to see the crops, Bet?" The girl Bhook her head and moved swiftly down the path that led from terrace to terrace to the margin of the bayou. At the lirst terrace she paused. "It's positively squalid!" cried Bet ty, with a little stamp of her foot. Ware glanced about with dull eyes. "I'll tell you, Betty, I'm busy this morning; you poke about and see what you want doue and we'll do It." he said, and made a hasty retreat to his office. Betty returned to the porch and seating herself on the top step, with her elbows on her knees and her chin sunk In the palms of her handß, gaxed about her miserably enough. She was still there when half an hour later Charley Norton galloped up the drive from the highroad. Catching atght or her on the porch, he sprang from the saddle, and, throwing his reins to a black boy, hurried to her aide. "Inspecting your domain, Betty?" he asked, as he took his place near her on the step. "Why didn't you tell me, Charley— or at least prepare me for thla?" she asked, almost tearfully. "How was I to know, Betty? 1 haven't been here since you went away, dear —what was there to bring me? Old Tom would make • cow pasture out of the Garden of Eden, wouldn't he —a beautiful, practical, sordid- soul he la!" \ Norton spent the day at Belle Plain; and though he was there on his good behavior aa the reault of an agree ment they had reached on board The Naiad, he proposed twice. Tom was mistaken in his supposi tion that Betty would soon tire of Belle, Plain. She demanded men, and teams, and began on the lawns. This Interested and fascinated her. She waa out at sun-up to direct her labor ers. She had the advantage of Charley Norton's presence and advice for the greater part of each day in the week, and Sundays he came to 1 look over what had been accomplished, and, as Tom flnnly believed, to put that little fool up to fresh nonsense. He eould have booted him! 0 Aa the ground* took shapa before her delighted eyes, Betty found leis ure to lnatltute a thorough reforma tion lndoora. A number of houao serv anta were reacued from the quarters and ahe began to Inatruct them in their new duttea. Betty's sphere of lnf!ueno« extend ed Itself. She soon began to have her doubts concerning the treatment accorded the slaves, and was not long In discovering that Hlcka, the over seer, ran thlnga with a heavy hand Mattera reached a crlsla on* day when, happening to ride through the quarters, ahe found him dlaclpllnlng a refractory black. She turned sick at the eight. Here.waa a alar* actual ly being whipped by another alave while Hlcka atood looking on with his hands In hi* pockets, and with a brutal, satlafled air. "Stop!" commanded Betty, ber eyes biasing. She atrove to keep ber voice ateady. "You ahall not remain at Belle Plain another hour." Hlcka aald nothing. He knew It would take more than ber saying "o to get him off the place. Betty turned her horae and galloped back to the house She felt that ahe waa In no condition to aee Tom Juat at tbat mo ment, and dlamountlng at til* door, ran upatalra to her roosa. Meantime the overeeer sought out Ware In hla office. Hla manner or stating hla grievance waa alngular. He began by awearlng at hla employ er. He had been Insulted before all the quarter-—his rage fairly choked him; he could not speak. Tom seized the opportunity to swear back. "Sent you off the place, did she; well, you'll have to eat crow. I'll do all I can. I don't know what girls were ever made for anyhow, damned If I do!" he added. Hlcka consented to eat crow only after Mr. Ware had cursed and ca joled him Into a better and more for giving frame of mind. Later, after Hlcka bad made hla apology, the two men smoked a friendly pipe and discussed the situa tion. Tom pointed out that opposi tion was useless, a losing game; you could get your way by less direct means. She wouldn't stay long at Belle Plain, but while she did remain they must avoid any more crises of the sort through which they had Just passed, and presently she'd be sick of the place. In the midst of her activities Betty occasionally found time Jo think of Bruce Carrlngton. She was sure she did not wish to see him again! But when three weeks had passed she be gan to feel Incensed that he had not appeared. She thought of him with hot cheeks and a quickening of the heart. It was anger. Then one day when she had decid ed forever to banish all memory of him from her mind, he presented him self at Belle -Plain. She was In her room Just putting the finishing touches to an especially satisfying toilet when her maid tapped on the door and told her there was a gentleman In the parlor who wished to see her. "Is It Mr. Norton?" asked Hetty. "No, Miss —he didn't give no name, Miss." When Betty entered the parlor a moment later she saw her caller standing with hla back turned toward her as he gazed from one or the win dows, but she Instantly recognlied those broad shoulders, and the fine poise of the shapely bead that sur mounted them. "Ob, Mr. Carrlngton—" and Batty stopped short, while her race grew rather pale and then crimsoned. Then she advanced boldly and held out a frigid hand. "1 didn't know — so you are alive —you disappeared so suddenly that night—" "Yes, I'm alive," be said, and then with a smile, "but I fear before you get through with me we'll both wish 1 were not. Betty. "Do you still hate me, Betty—Miss Malroy—ls there anything I can say or do that will make you forgive meT" He looked at her penitently. But Betty hardened her heart against him and prepared to keep him in place. "Will you sit down?" she indicated a chair. He seated himself and Betty put a safe distance between tham. "Are you staying In the neighborhood, Mr. Carrlngton?" she asked, rathar unkindly. "No, I'm not staying in the neigh borhood. When I left you, I made up my mind I'd watt at New Madrid un til I could come on down here say I was sorry." "And It's taken you all this time?" Carrlngton regarded her seriously. "I reckon 1 must have come for more time, Betty—Miss Malroy." In spite of herself, Betty glowed undar the caressing humor of his tone. "Really—you must have chosen poorly then when you selected New Madrid. It couldn't have bean a good place for ycfur purpose." "I think If 1 could have made up my mind to stay there long enough, It would have answered," said Car rington. "But when a down-river boat tied up there yesterday It was mors than I could stand. You see there's danger In a town like New Madrid of getting too sorry. I thought we'd bet ter discuss this point—" "Mayn't I show you Belle Plain?" asked Betty quickly. But Carrington shook his head. "I don't care anything about that," he said. "I didn't come here to see Belle Plain." 'Then you expect to remain In the neighborhood?" "I've given up the river, and I'm going to get hold of some land." "Land?" said Betty, with a rising Inflection. "Yes, land." "I thought you Wfre a river-man?" "I'm a river-man ho longer. I am going to be a planter now. But I'll tell you why, and all about ll some other day." Then he held out his hand. "Good-by," he added. "Are you going?—good-by, Mr. Car rington," and Betty's fingers tingled with his masterful clasp long after he had gone. CHAPTER XI. The Shooting-Match at Boggs'. The Judge's faith In the reasonable ness of mankind having received a staggering blow, there began a some what furtive existence lor himself, for Solomon Mahaffy, and for the boy.' Tbey kept to little frequented byways, and usually It was the early hours of the morning, or the cool of late after noona, when they took the road. A certain hot arternoon brought them Into the shaded main street of , J Bhe Instantly Recognised the Broad Shoulders. a straggling village. Near the door of the principal building, a frame tavern, a man was seated, with hie feet on the horae-rack. There was no other ■lgn of human occupancy. "How do you do, air?" Mid the Judge, halting before this solitary In dividual whom he conjectured to be the landlord. "What's the name of this bustling metropolis?" continued 1 the judge, cocking his head on one ' side. As he spoke, Bruce Carrtngtoc ap > peared In the tavern door; pausing ' there, he glanced curiously at the shabby wayfarers. "This Is Raleigh, In Shelby county, > Tennessee," said the landlord. "Are you the voice from the tombT** I Inquired the Judge, la a tone of -play ful sarcasm. Cariington, amused, sauntered to ward htm. •That'a one for you. Mr. Pegloe!" i he said. "I am charmed to meet a gentleman wboae spirit of appreciation ahows i hie familiarity iflth a literary allu ' slon," said the Judge, bowing. I "We ain't so dead as we look." said Peffloe. "Just you keep oa to Bocs»* i* i .. Jb - .» A * - Vvfe. race-track, straight down the road, and yotl'll find that out —everybody's there to the hosa-raclng and shooting match. I reckon you've missed the hoss-racing, but you'll be In time for the shooting. Why ain't you there, Mr. Carrlngton?" "I'm going now, Mr. Pegloe," an swered Carrlngton, as he followed the Judge, who, with Mahaffy and the boy, had moved off. "Better stop at Boggs'!" Pegloe called after them. But the judge had already formed his decision. Horse-racing and shoot ing-matches were suggestive of that progressive spirit, the absence of which he had so much lamented at the jail raising at Pleasantvliie. Mem phis was their objective point, but Boggs' became a side issue of Im portance. They had gained the edge of the village when Carrlngton over took them. He stepped to Hannibal's side., "Here, let me carry that long rifle, son!" he said. Hannibal looked up into his face, and yielded the piece without a word. Carrlngton balanced It on his big palm. "I reckon It can shoot —these old guns are hard to beat!" he observed. "She's the shooting rifle i ever sighted," said Hannibal prompt ly. Carrlngton laughed. There was a rusty name-plate on the stock of the old sporting rltle; this caught Carrlngton's eye. "What's the name here? Oh, Tur bervllle." The Judge, a step or two In sd vance, wheeled in his tracks with a startling suddenness. "What?" he faltered, and his face was ashen. "Nothing, I was reading the nam# r here; It Is youra, air, 1 suppose?" said , Carrlngton. » . • "No, sir—no; my name Is Price— r Slocum Price! Turbervllle—Turber vllle —" he muttered thickly, staring > stupidly at Carrlngton. "It's not a common name; you seem t to have beard It before?" said the lat> r ter. 1 A spasm of pain paased over the t Judge's face. "I—l've heard It. The name Is oa - the rifle, you say?" t "Here on the stock, yes." » . Tie Judge took the gun and exam ined it'ln silence. , "Where did you get this rifle, Han nibal?" he at length aaked brokenly, "I fetched It away from the Barony, - sir; - Mr. Crenshaw said I might have It." * (TO BE CONTINUED.) Minor Detail, Reporter—"l have a good -desert? ' i tion of the dresses, presents and your i appearance. Now, what shall I say - about the bridegroom?" Bride—"Oh I suppose he must be mentioned! I Just say he was among those preo ' ent!" f HARD FOR THE HOUSEWIFE. It's bard enough to keep bouse If in perfect health, but a woman weak, tired and suffering with an aching back haa a heavy burden. 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