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-- _ T i /" ■ a SYNOPSIS. The inn* at the opening of the story la laid In the library of an old worn-out southern plantation,, known a* th« Bar ony. The place to to bs aold. and Its history and that of the owners, tha Qulntarda. la the subject of dlacuaalon by Jonathan Cranshaw. a buslnaas man, a ■tranter known as Bladen, and Bob Tanoy, a farmer, when Hannibal Wayne Hai&rd, a mysterious ohlld of tha old southern family, makes hla appearance. Taney tells how he adopted the boy. Na thaniel Ferris buya the Barony, but the Qulntarda deny any knowledge of the boy. Yancy to keep Hannibal. Captain Murrell, a friend or the Qulntarda, ap pears and asks questions about the Bar ony. Trouble at Scratch Hill, when Han nibal la kidnaped by Dave Blount, Cap aln MurrelPe agent. Taney overtakes Blount, gives him a thraahlng and secures the boy. Taney appears before Squire Balaam, and It discharged with coata for the plaintiff. Betty Malroy, a friend of the Ferrlses, has an encounter with Cap tain Murrell, who forces hie attentions on her, and Is rescued by Bruce Carrlngton. Betty sets out for her Tennessee home. Carrlngton takes the same stage. Taney and Hannibal disappear, with Murrell on their trail. Hannibal arrives at the home of Judge Slocum Price. The Judge recog nties In the boy. the grandson of an old time friend. Murrell arrives at Judge's home. Cavendish family on raft rescue Taney, who Is apparently dead. Price breaks Jail- Betty and Carrlngton arrive at Belle Plain. Hannibal's rifle discloses some siartlln* things to the Judge. Han nibal and Betty meet again. Murrell ar rives In Belle Plt'n. Is playing for big stakes. Yancy awakes froqj long dream le>ss sleep on board the raft. Judge Price makes startling discoveries In looking up land tltlsa. Charles Norton, a young planter, who ssslsts the Judge, Is mys teriously assaulted. Norton Informs Car rlngton that Betty has promised to marry him. Norton Is mysteriously shot. More light on Murrell's plot. He plans upris ing of negroes. Judge Price, with Hanni bal. visits Betty, and she keeps the boy as a companion. In a stroll Betty takes with Hannibal they met Bess Hicks, daughter of the overseer, who warns Be>tty of danger and counsels hsr to leave Belle Plsln st once. Betty, terri fied, acts on Bess' advice, and on thslr way their carriage Is stopped by Slosson. the tavern keeper, and a confederate, and Betty and Hannibal are made prisoners. The pair are taken to Hick*' cabin. In an almost Inaccessible spot, and there Mur rsll visits Betty and reveals his part In the plot and his object. Betty spurns his proffered love and the Interview to sndsd by the arrival of Ware, terrified at possible outcome of the crime. Judge Price, hearing of the acbductlon. plana ac tion. The Judgs takes charge of the situation, and search for the missing one to Instituted. Carrlngton visits the judge and allies are discovered. Judge Price ▼tolts Colonel Fentress, where he meets Taney and Cavendish. Becoming enraged. Price dashes a glass of whisky Into ths oolonel'a face and a duol la arranged. Mur rell la arrested for negro stealing and his bubble bursts. The Judge and Mahaffy discuss the coming duel, Carrlngton makes frantic search for Betty and this boy. Carrlngton finds Betty and Hanni bal, and a fierce gun fight follows. Yancy appears and assists In the rescue. Bruce Carrlngton and Betty come to an under standing. The Judge recelvea an Import ant letter. Solomon Mahaffy'a last flght. Fights duel for the Judge and la killed. Hannibal proves to be Judge's grandson, and told the story of hla life. Murrell's friends attempt to free him. Judge'frua tratea plans. The Judge comes Into his own and Carrlngton decldea not to leave Belle Plain. CHAPTER XXXIV (Continued.) Betty Malroy and Carrlngton had ridden Into Raleigh to take leave of their friends. They had watched the stage from night, had answered the last majestic salute the judge had giv en them across the swaying top of the coach before the first turn of the road hid it from sight, and then they had turned their horses' heads In the direction of Belle Plain. "Bruce, do you think Judge Price will ever be able to accomplish all he hopes to?" Betty asked when they had left the town behind. She drew In her horse as she spoke, and they went forward at a walk under the splendid arch of the forest and over a carpet of vivid leaves. "I reckon he will, Betty," respond ed Carrlngton. Unfavorable as bad been his original estimate of the Judge's character, events had greatly modified It. "He really seems quite sure, doesn't he 7" Mid Betty. "There's not a doubt In his mind." He was atill at Belle Plain, living In what had been Ware's office, while the Cavendishes were domiciled at the big house. He had arranged with the judge to crop a part of that hope ful gentleman's land the very next season; the fact that a lawsuit Inter vened between the judge and posses sion seemed a trifling matter, for Car rlngton had become infected with the Judge's point of view, which did not admit of the possibility of failure; but be had not yet told Betty of his plans. Time enough for that when be left Belle Plain. His illence concerning the future bad caused Betty much thought. She wondered If he still lntei»ded going sofith Into the Purchase; she Was not sure but It was the dignified thing for him to do. She was thinking of this now as they went forward over the rustling leaves, and at length she turned In the saddle and faced him. **l' am going to miss Hannibal dreadfully—yes, and Che judge, and Mr. Taney!" ahe began. "I am to be missed, too, am 1, Bet ty?" he Inquired, leaning toward her. "You, Bruce? —Oh, I shall miss 70a, too, dreadfully—but then, per haps In five years, whet you come back —" •'Five years!" cried Carrlngton, but be understood something of what was passing in her mind, and laughed shortly. "Fire years, Betty?" he re peated, dwelling on the numeral. Betty hesitated and looked thought tuL Presently she stole a surreptl- £jy THE Wm PRODIGAL #M" JUDGE - VMJGHATI KESTER. ■ 'if /UUSTTYRMRS BYDLMELVJIZ > J S. I /?'/, r*f Dtw Mee*/u COMO»nr tlous glance at Carrlngton from undor her long lashes, and went on slowly, as though she were making careful choice of her words. "When you come back In three years, Bruce—" Carrlngton still regarded her fixed ly. There was a light in his black eyes that seemed to penetrate to the most secret recesses of her heart and soul. 'Three years, Betty?" he repeated again. Betty, her eyes cast down, twisted her rein nervously between her slim, white fingers, but Carrington's steady glance never left her sweet face, framed by its halo of bright hair. She stole another look at him from be neath her dark lashes. 'Three years, Betty?" he prompted. "Bruce, don't stare at me that way, it makes me forget what I was going to say! When you come back —next year—" and then she lifted her eyes to his and he saw that they were full of sudden tears. "Bruce, don't go away—don't go away at all—" Carrlngton slipped from the saddle and stood at her side. "Do you mean that, Betty?" he asked. He took her hands loosely In his and relentlessly considered her crimsoned race. "1 reckon it will al ways be light hard to refuse you any thing—here Is one settler the Fur chase will never get!" and he laughed softly. "It was the Purchase —you were go ing there!" she cried. "No, I wasn't Betty; that notion died ltg natural death long ago. When we are sure you will be safe at Belle Plain with just the Cavendishes, 1 am going Into Raleigh to wait as best I can until spring." He spoke so gravely that she asked In quick alarm. "And then, Bruce—what?" "And then— Oh, Betty, I'm starv ing—" All lb" a moment he lifted her slender figure in his arms, gathering her close to him. "And then, this — and this—and this, sweetheart —and more—and —oh, Betty! Betty!" CHAPTER XXXV. v The End and the Beginning. When Murrell was brought to trial his lawyers were able to produce a host of witnesses whose sworn testl- Y ■ '"Oh, Bettyl Betty!" mony showed that so simple a thing as perjury had no terrors for them. His fight for libertyjwas waged in and out of court with incredible bitter ness, and, as Judge and jury were only human, the outlaw escaped with the relatively light sefatence of twelve years' Imprisonment; he died, how ever, before the expiration of his term. The judge, when- •he returned to Raleigh, resumed his own name of Turbervllle, and he allowed It to be known that he would not be offended by "ibe~ preflx of > General. During his absence he had accumulated a wealth of evidence of undoubted authenticity, with the result that hla claim against the Fentress estate was sustained by the courts, and ♦hen The Oaks with Its stock and slaves was offered for ■ale, be, as the principal creditor, was able to buy It In. One of bis first acts after taking possession of the property was to have Mahaffy relnterred In the grove of oaks below his bedroom Vlbdows, and he marked the spot with a great sqijare of granite. The Judge, visibly shaken by his emotions, saw the massive boulder go Into place. "Harsh and rugged like the nature of him who lies beneath It —but en during, too, as he was," he murmured. He turned to Yancy and Hannibal, and added: "You will lay me boslde him . wfryi f die." Then when the bitter struggle came and he was wrenched and tortured by longings, his strength was In remem berlng his promise to the dead man. and It was his custom to go out under the oaks and pace to and fro beside | Mahaffy's grave until he had gained j the mastery of himself. Only Yancy and Hannibal knew how fierce the conflict was he waged, yet In the end he won that best earned of all vic tories, the victory over himself. "My salvation has been a costly thing; It was bought with the blooil of my friend," he told Yancy. It was Hannibal's privilege to give Cavendish out of the vast Qulntard tract such a farm as the earl had never dreamed of owning even In his most fervid moments of Imagining; and he abandoned all Idea of going'to Kng land to claim his title. At the Judge's suggestion he named the place Karl's Court. He and Polly were entirely satisfied with their surroundings, and never ceased to congratulate them selves that they had left Lincoln coun ty. They felt that their friends, the Carrlngtons at Hello Plain, though un titled people, were still of an equal rank with themselves; while as for the Judge, they doubted If royalty it self laid It any over him. Mr. Yancy accepted his changed fortunes with philosophic composure. Technically he filled the position of overseer at The Oaks, but the Judge's activity was so great that this posi tion was largely a sinecure. The most arduous work he performed was spending his wages. Certain trifling peculiarities sur vived with the Judge even after he had entered what he had once been prone to call the Portal of Hope; for while hla charity waß very great and' he lived with the splendid air of plen ty that to an older order, It required tact, patience and per-, slatence to transact business with him; and big creditors, of whom there were always a respectable number/, discovered that he esteemed them as they were aggressive and determined. He explained to Yancy that too great certainty detracted from the charm of living, for, after all, life was a game— a gamble—he desired to be reminded of this. Yet he was held In great re spect for his wisdom and learning, which was no more questioned than his courage. Thus surrounded by his friends, who were devoted to him, ha began I IHH Hannibal's education and the prepara* j tlon of his memoirs. Intended prlmar lly for the Instruction of his grand son, and which he modestly decided to call "The History of My Own j Tltuee," which clearly showed the J magnificence of his mind and Its out» look. THE END. SHOULD BE TAKEN SERIOUS^ Childish Mind, Groping In Darkness, Is Craving for Information That Is Denied It. Every trace of useful Information Is carefully concealed from the very young child. A rattle, or at most a rubber doll. Is Its only plaything. As | It grows older It Is very slowly and gradi&lly Introduced to the various I forms of the animal kingdom. Of the t mysteries of numbers and of lan- j guages It has as yet no conception. Its constant questions are for the most part answered "humorously" and hence Incorrectly, or they are not answered at all. This eternal "hu- 1 mor" Is most galling of all. Why should a human Infant be such an Ir resistible Joke? The lower animals take their young seriously and train them from the start with a very defi nite purpose in view. Yet their pos- ( nihilities are Infinitesimal as com- j pared with those of the average baby. J And we sit calmly by and enjoy the i "humor" of childhood and Insist that the child is enjoying Itself also, even though Its little soul may be thirsting j for information which Is laughingly j denied it And we continue to put { ofT the Inevitable day when the child ! will have to take life seriously and hence, according tp our tradition, ; sadly. One Important point which ?s quit* ! overlooked by the upholders of the j brainless child Is the fact that non- j sense and silliness are Just as taxing to tKe Infantmlnd as useful Informa- | tlon would be. It requires no more mental effort to reallzo that A Is A than to grasp the extraordinary fact ■ that a mass of brownish softness Is ; a "fuzzy lttle Teddy boar, yes It Is." j In fact, the letter A has a distinct ad vantage. And at a more advanced age It Is certainly less puzzling to be told that Ave and five make ten than to have one's own respectable pink toes described as a series of pigs go ing to market or entering Into the va rious other activities of life.—Slg rnund Spaeth In Hamper's Weekly. Graceful East Indians. Describing the women of India, a writer says: "Even the most withered toll worn hag has a dignity of carriage and a grnce of motion that the west- j em woman might envy. The 'sari' Is draped In on easy flowing style and adjusted ns It slips back with a grace ful turn of the silver bangled arm, the skinny legs move rythinleajly, and the small feet fall with a silent and pantherlike tread. It Is the beauty of natural and untrammeled motion, and says much In favor of the aboli tion of the corset, for the Indian wo men retain their uprightness and sup pleness of figure till bowed with age. j "The commonest type Is the coolie ! woman, who undertakes all sorts of rough work, carrying heavy burdens on her head, and she Is, perhaps, the least attractive, for her workaday garments are usually faded and dirty; yet, even nmong this poor class of burden bearers, we see many with handsome straight features and Bupple well proportioned figures. "No matter how poor their gar ments, Jewelry of some Bort 13 worn; necklaces of gold or beads, colored glass or silver bangles and heavy sil ver anklets." Poor Nobles of Italy. Lecturing In on an out-of* the-way tour In Central Italy, Alexarx der Kelghley said he learned on good authority that a fine medieval cast!* In good Italian hill towns had-been sold to an Englishman for $195. The poverty of the nobles In Italy was sometimes pitiful. He found one majestic pile Inhabited by an tfld woman of aristocratic frtmlly but mis erably poor. Showing outwardly as much as possible, of Its ancient state, the only furniture within It was a deal table, a chair and a battered ; candlestick. Ijn the town of Asisl, while he was talking to a priest, some poor little children persisted in bntfglng, and th« priest told him they were the chtV dren of a count. ** —" * —_____ » Youthful Grandmother. Probably the youngest grandmXher in the world is Mdme. Knnl Medzu. kaml, the wife cl a farmer l»v the pri> vince of Idza, Japan. The womaa, who is now 28 years oKI, was married' when she was 13. 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