The Hammon News. (Hammon, Okla.), Vol. 3, No. 1, Ed. 1 Thursday, September 19, 1912 Page: 3 of 8
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SYNOPSIS
The scene at the opening of the story Is
laid in the library of an old worn-out
southern plantation known as the Bar-
ony The place Is to be sold and Its
history and that of the owners the
Qulntards Is the subject of discussion by
Jonathan Crenshaw a business man a
stranger known as Bladen and Bob
Taney a farmer when Hannibal Wayne
Hazard 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
Qulntards deny any knowledge of the
boy Yancy to keep Hannibal 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 thrashing and secures
the boy Yancy appears before 8qulre
Balaam and Is discharged with costs for
the plaintiff Betty Malroy a friend of
the Ferrises 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 Yancy
and Hannibal disappear with Murrell on
their trail Hannibal arrives at the home
pf Judge Slocum Price The Judge recog-
nizes In the boy the grandson of an old
time friend Murrell arrives at Judges
home Cavendish family on raft rescue
Yancy who Is apparently dead Price
breaks Jail Betty and Carrington arrive
at Belle Plain
CHAPTER X
Belle Plain) '
"Now Tom” Bald Betty with a lit-
tle air of excitement aa she rose from
the breakfast table -that first morn-
ing at Belle Plain "I want you to
show me everything!”
"I reckon you’ll notice some
changes” remarked Tom
He went from the room and down
the ball a step or two in advance of
be r 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 bond 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! I 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 heels— he bet she'd get sick of
it all soon enough that was one com-
lort! “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 his hand
“That sort of thing looked all right
Bet” he said “but It kept five or six
of the best hands out of the fields
right at the busiest time of the year”
“Haven't I slaves enough?" she
asked
The dull color crept Into Ware’s
cheeks He hated her for that “1!
Bo she was going to come that on
him- was she?
“Don’t you want to see the crops
Bet?”
The girl shook her bead and moved
BWiftly down the path that led from
terrace to terrace to the margin of
the bayou At the first terrace she
I 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 done and we'll do It'
be said and made a hasty retreat to
his ofhee
Betty returned to the porch and
seating herself on the top step with
her elbows on her knees and her chin
Bunk In the palms of her bands gazed
about her miserably enough She was
still there when half an hour later
Charley Norton galloped up the drive
from the highroad Catching sight of
her on the porch he sprang from the
saddle and throwing his reins to a
black boy hurried to her side
“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 this?" 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 a cow
pasture out of the Garden of Eden
wouldn’t he— a beautiful practical
sordid soul he Is!"
Norton spent the day at Belle Plain
and though he was there on his good
behavior as the result 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
was out at sun-up to direct her labor-
" era She bad the advantage of Charley
Norton’s presence and advice for the
greater part of each day in the week
and Sundays be came to look over
what had been accomplished and as
Tom firmly believed to put that little
fool up to fresh nonsense He could
have booted him!
As the grounds took shape before
her delighted eyes' Betty found leis-
ure to Institute a thorough reforma-
tion Indoors A number of house serv-
ants were rescued from the quarters
and she began to Instruct them In
their new duties
Betty’s sphere of influence extend-
ed itself She soon began to have
her doubts concerning the treatment
accorded the slaves and was notlpng
In discovering that Hicks the over-
seer ran things with a heavy hand
Matters reached a crisis one ' day
when happening to ride through the
quarters she found him disciplining
a refractory black She turned sick
at the sight Here was a slave actual-
ly being whipped by another slave
while Hicks stood looking on with his
hands In his pockets and with a
brutal satisfied air
"Stop!” commanded Betty her eyes
blazing She strove to keep her voice
steady “You shall not remain at
Belle Plain another hour”
Hicks said nothing He knew It
would take more than her saying so
to get him off the place Betty turned
her horse and galloped back to the
house She felt that she was In no
condition to see Tom just at that mo-
ment and dismounting at the door
ran upstairs to her room
Meantime the overseer sought out
Ware In his office His manner of
stating his grievance was singular
He began by swearing at bis employ-
er He had been Insulted before all
the quarter — his rage fainy choked
him he could not speak
Tom seized the opportunity to
swear back
“Sent you oft 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
Hicks 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 Hicks had made his
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 (he midst of her activities Betty
occasionally found time to think of
Bruce Carrington She was sure she
did not wish to see him again! But
when three weeks had passed she be-
gan to feel incensed that be bad not
appeared She thought of him with
hot cheeks and a quickening of the
heart It was anger
Then one nay when she bad decld
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 Betty
“No Miss — he didn’t give no name
MIbs"
When Betty entered the parlor a
moment later she saw her caller
standing with his back turned toward
her as he gazed from one of the win-
dows but she Instantly recognized
those broad shoulders and the fine
poise of the shapely head that sur-
mounted them
“Ob Mr Carrington — ” and Betty
stopped short while her face grew
rather pale and then crimsoned
Then she advanced boldly and held
out a frigid hand “I didn’t know—
so you are alive — you disappeared so
suddenly that night — ”
“Yes I’m alive” he said and then
with a Bmlle “but 1 fear before you
get through with me weil both wish
I were not Betty
“Do you still hate me Betty— Miss
Malroy— is there anything I can say
or do that will make you forgive me?"
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 them
“Are you staying In the neighborhood
Mr Carrington?” Bhe asked rather
unkindly
"No I’m not staying In the neigh-
borhood When I left you I made up
my mind I’d wait at New Madrid un-
til 1 could come on down here and
say I was sorry”
“And It’s taken you all this time 7”
Carrington regarded her seriously
“I reckon I must have come for
more time Betty — Miss Malroy” In
spite of herself Betty glowed under
the caressing humor of his tone
"Really — you must have chosen
poorly then when you selected New
MadrlA It couldn’t have been 'ft good
place for your purpose”
THE
PRODIGAL
JUDGE
By Vaughan Kester
JuesTtyums BrlkMeiviix
Com—! i9h foe Ooeai Metntt Commht
‘I think If I 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 yesttrday It was more
than I could stand You see there’s
danger In a town like New Madrid of
getting too sorry I thought we’d Jbetr
ter discuss this point — ”
"Mayn’t I show you Belle Plain?”
aBked Betty quickly
But Carrington shook his head
T 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?”
’T’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 were a river-man?”
“I'm a river-man no longer I am
going to be a planter now But 1‘U
tell you why and all about It Borne
other day” Then he held out bis
hand "Good-by" he added
"Are you going?— good-by Mr Car-
rington” and Betty's fingers tingled
with hlB masterful clasp long arter he
had gone
CHAPTER XI
The 8hootlng-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 for himself
for Solomon Mahaffy and for the boy
They kept to little frequented byways
and usually It was the early hours of
the morning or the cool of late after-
noons when they took the road
A certain hot afternoon brought
them into the shaded main street of
She Instantly Recognized
a straggling village Near the door of
the principal building a frame tavern
a man was seated with his feet cn
the horse-rack There was no other
sign of human occupancy
"How do you do sir?" said the
Judge baiting before this solitary- In-
dividual whom he conjectured to be
the landlord "What’s the name of
this bustling metropolis?” continued
the judge cocking bis head on one
side
As he spoke Bruce Carrington 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 tomb?”
Inquired the judge In a tone of play-
ful sarcasm
Carrington amused sauntered to-
ward him
“That’s one for you Mr Pegloe!”
he said
“I am charmed to meet a gentleman
whose spirit of appreciation shows
bis familiarity with a literary allu-
sion” said the judge bowing
“We ain't so dead as we look” said
Pegloe “Just you keep on to Boggs'
'
race-track straight down the road
and you’ll find that out— everybody's
there to the hoss-raclng and shooting-
match I reckon you’ve missed the
hoss-raclng but you’ll be In tiqje for
the shooting Why ain’t you there
Mr Carrington?”
"I’m going now Mr Pegloe” an-
swered Carrington 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 shooting-matches
were suggestive of that
progressive spirit the absence of
which he had so much lamented at
the jail raising at Pleasantvllle Mem-
phis was their objective point but
Boggs’ became a side Issue of Im-
portance They had gained the edge
of the village when Carrington over-
took them He stepped to Hannlbal’a
side
“Here let me carry that long rifle
son!” he said Hannibal looked up
Into his face and yielded the piece
without a word Carrington balanced
It on his big palm “I reckon it can
Bhoot— these old guns are hard to
beat!" he observed
“She’s the closest shooting rifle 1
ever sighted” said Hannibal promptly-
'
Carrington laughed
There was a rusty name-plate on
the stock of the old sporting rifle
this caught Carrington’s eye
i’ What’s the name here? Oh Tur-
berville” The judge a step or two In ad-
vance wheeled In his tracks with a
startling suddenness
“What?” he faltered and his face
was ashen
“Nothing I was reading the name
the Broad Shoulders
here It Is yours sir I suppose?” said
Carrington
"No sir — no my name Is Price —
Slocum Price! Turbervllle — Turber-
vllle — " he muttered thickly staring
stupidly at Carrington
"It's not a common name you seem
to have heard It before?” said the lat-
ter A spasm of pain passed over the
judge's face
"I — I’ve heard It The name Is on
the rifle you say?”
"Here on the stock yes”
The judge took the gun and exam-
ined It In silence
"Where did you get this rifle Han-
nibal?” he at length asked brokenly
"I fetched It away from the Barony
sir Mr Crenshaw said I might have
it”
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Minor Detail
Reporter— “I have a good descrip-
tion of tfie dresses presents and your
appearance Now what shall I say
about the bridegroom?” Bride — “Oh
I suppose be must be mentioned!
Just say he was among those present!”
MWorst'
blunder
Famous DomdPiays
onMajorUagul Diamonds
£xpliiincd iylevdifig
Gascto Ptyen fo
JlUOtil fULUiTON
By MARTY O’TOOLE
Pltchdr for Whom Pittsburg Paid $22-
500 Who in His First Season Has
Proved Himself One of the
Coming Stars of the Game
The worst mistake I ever made In
a ball game taught me the best les-
son I ever learned— to obey orders I
made an awful blunder and threw
away a ball game for myself wtych I
ought to have won The only thing
I’m glad about Is that when the blame
was placed on another player I was
quick enough to admit that It was
all my fault I think the play really
was the turning point In my baseball
career
I won’t use the names of the fellows
Involved in the play because It isn’t
any use dragging them In it now It was
the second season I was out trying to
climb In the business I thought 1
was a pretty fair pitcher but I must
have made a lot of mistakes that I
didn't realize the seriousness of I
was crazy to win games Of course
every ball player Is crazy to win while
a game Is going on If he Isn't he’s
not much of a hall player But I
guess my trouble then was In wanting
to do things my own way Instead of
doing as I was told to do I was
pitching the game and had It won by
onf run but In the eighth Inning the
opposing team got two men on bases
first and second before any one was
out Our second baseman was cap-
tain of the team and he told me It
Marty O’Toole
they tried a hunt to whip the ball to
third for the force-out If the ball came
to me The hall was hunted slowly
JuBt a little to my right towards third
base and I was in on it in a second
I looked at third The runner was
coming hard and I thought he would
beat the ball I hesitated turned
and threw to first The first baseman
wasn’t within a block of the bag the
ball went on to right field two runs
scored and the batter' reached third
To make It look worse the runner
going to third tripped and fell Just as
I threw to first and if I had obeyed
orders he would have been forced out
easily I think now he would have
been forced out even If he hadn’t fall-
en The manager gave the first base-
man a stiff call down in the club-
house for not covering first base I
cut In and confessed thnt It was roy
mistake and that I had not obeyed the
captain's orders He tore into me
hard But I noticed that after that he
took new Interest In me and seemed
to like me and boost me along And
I never intentionally disobeyed an or-
der afterward The one play showed
me the value of team work and of do-
ing what every one plans to do The
lesson was cheap at the price of one
game
(Copyright 1912 by W G Chapman)
Manager Wolverton Disgusted
'Manager Wolverton of the New
York Highlanders Is thoroughly dis-
gusted with the showing made by his
men and Intends to practically build
up a new team He has some good
young blood on hand and will weed
out the veterans who do not show the
goods Hal Chase Birdie Cree and
Ed Sweeney are the only members of
the team who are sure of their jobs
New Battery System
Manager Hank O'Day has decided
to use a new battery system Pitch-
ers who prefer to work with certain
catchers will be allowed to do so Al-
most every pitcher has an lJa he can
pitch to one catcher better than to an-
l otner Part of the idea ts superstition
J and part 1b fact Manager O’Day will
I try the system anyhow
F
OR Luncheon— or picnic
sandwiches-nothing equals
Veal Loaf
with critp new lettuce
It i luty treat and economical at welL
At All Croetn
Libby M'Neill & Libby
Chicago
'SINGLE
BINDER
SM611I5CI6AR ALWAYS REUABUL
Many a dear girl remains In the
spinster class because men are looking
for something cheaper
Mrs Winslow's Soothing Syrup for Children
teething soften the gums reduces Inflamma-
tion allays pain cures wind colic S&o a bottle
The old hat on a woman's heat
hasn’t the slightest resemblance to the
new one she has on her mind
Aa a summer tonlo there la no medlolne
that quite oompares with OXIDINE It not
only builds up the system bat token reg-
ularly prevents Malaria Regular or Taste-
less formula at Druggists
Its plass
“I don’t like this chicken-raising
for a man to go into”
"Why not?”
“It's such a hen-pecking kind of
business”
Envious Perhaps
“I'm afraid our friend Scrapsley Is
k Socialist
“No You misjudge Scrapsley What
makes him sore Is the fact that In
spite of the high cost of living some
men manage to lead double lives”
Diplomacy
“Mrs Jinks always has such a good
time when she goes anywhere How
does she manage to convey the Impres-
sion she Is a widow?”
"She always makes an allusion
to her tardy husband as my lata
husband ”
Too Much of a Good Thing
"I was very happy” said the pro-
fessor “when after years of wooing
she finally said ‘Yes’”
“But why did you break the engage-
ment so soon after?” asked his
friend
“Man it was she that dissolved it”
“Really?” said his friend "How
did that happen?"
“It was due to my accursed absent-
mindedness When a few days later
I called at her home I again asked her
to marry me”
Sparrow Sets House Ablaze
An English sparrow was the cause
of three houses catching fire at Law-
renceburg Ind recently and had It
not been for the prompt work of the
neighbors and friends all would have
been destroyed The sparrow was
building a nest under the eaves of the
home of Mrs Mary Webber and It
picked up a long cotton string from a
pile of rubbish that had Just beea
burned With the burning string in
Its beak the Bparrow flew to the roof
of Mrs Sophia Shafer's house then
to Otto McCrlght’s house and then to
the roof of Emanuel Wuest's home
where It dropped the burning string
A fire started In the shingles of each
building Each was extinguished by
neighbors before much damage was
done
A Large
Package
Of Enjoyment —
Post
T oasties
Served with cream milk
or fruit — fresh or cooked
Crisp golden-brown bits
of white corn — delicious
and wholesome —
A flavour that appeals to
young and old
“The Memory Lingers
Sold by Grocers
Porfum Cereal Ctnpier limiied
Baida Crack Mch
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