Cleveland County Enterprise. (Norman, Okla.), Vol. 20, No. 49, Ed. 1 Thursday, June 6, 1912 Page: 3 of 8
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The scene at the opening of the story is
laid In the library of an old worn-out
(Southern plantation, known aB the Bar-
ony. The place Is to be sold, and Its
history and that of the owners, the
Qulntards, la the subject of discussion by
Jonathan Crenshaw, a business man, a
stranger known as Bladen, and "
Yancy, a farmer, when Hannibal \\ ayne
Hazard, a mysterious child of the old
Southern family, makes his appearance.
Yancy tells how he adopted the hoy. Na-
thaniel Ferris buys the Barony, but the
Qulntards deny any knowledge of tne
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 HHn*
nlbal Is kidnaped by Dave Blount, Cap-
tain Murrell's agent. Yancy overtakes
Blount, gives him a thrashing and secures
the boy. Yancy appears before Squire
Balaam, and is discharged with costs ro!!
the plaintiff. Betty Malroy, a frl''n^ "r
the Ferrlses, has an encounter with cap-
tain MurAcll, who forces his attentions on
her. and is rescued by Bruce Carrington.
Betty sets out for her Tennessee honu.
Carrington takes the same stage. \ ancy
and Hannibal disappear, with Murrell
their trail. Hannibal arrives at the home
of judge Slocum Price. The Judge recog-
nizes in the boy, the grandson of an old
time friend. Murrell arrives at Judges
home. Cavendish family un raft rescue
Yancy, who is apparently dead. 1 rue
breaks Jail. Betty and Carrington arr.ve
at Belle Plain. Hannibal's rifle discloses
some startling things to the Judge. Han-
nibal and Betty meet again. Murrell ar-
rive In Belle Plain. Is playing for big
stakes. Yancy awakes from long dream-
less sleep on board the raft. Judge t ru e
niakes startling discoveries In looking up
land titles. Charley Norton, a J'0U"K
planter, who assists the Judge, is mys-
teriously assaulted. Norton informs ' ar-
lington that Betty has promised to marry
htm.
(CHAPTER XIV—(Continued).
The stranger, his business conclud-
ed, swung about on his heel and
quitted the office. Mr. Saul, bending
above his desk, was making an entry
In one of his ledgers. The Judge shuf-
fled to his side.
"Who was that man?" he asked
thickly, resting a shaking hand on
the clerk's arm.
"That?—Oh, that was Colonel Ken-
tress I was Just telling you about"
"Has he always lived here?"
"No; he came into the county about
ten years ago, and bought a place
called The Oaks."
"Has he—a family?" The Judge ap-
peared to be having difficulty with
his speech.
"Not that anybody knows of. Some
jsay he's a widower, others again say
he's an old bachelor; but he don't
say nothing. The colonel's got his
friends, to be sure, but jie don't mix
much with the real quality. One of
his particular Intimates Is a gentle-
man by the name of Murrell."
The judge nodded.
"I've met him," he said briefly.
Acting on a sudden impulse, the
judge muttered something about re-
turning later, and hastily quitted the
office
In the hall the Judge's steps dragged
and his head was bowed. He was
busy with his memories. Then pas-
sion shook him.
"Damn him—may God—for ever
damn him!" he cried under his
breath, in a fierce whisper.
They finished supper, the dishes
were cleared away and the candles
lighted, when the Judge produced a
mysterious leather-covered case. This
he opened, and Mahaffy and Hannibal
saw that it held a handsome pair of
dueling pistols.
"Where did you get 'em, Judge?—
Oh, ain't they beautiful!" cried Han-
nibal, circling about the table In his
excitement.
"My dear lad, they were purchased
only a few hours ago," said the Judge
quietly, as he began to load them.
Norton had ridden down to Belle
Plain ostensibly to view certain of
those Improvements that went so far
toward embittering Tom Ware's ex-
istence.
"Do you think Belle Plain Is ever
going to look as It did, Charley?—as
we remember it when we were chil-
dren?" asked Hetty.
"Why of course. It is, dear, you are
doing wonders!"
Ware stalked toward them. Hav-
ing dined with Betty as recently as
the day before, he contented himself
with a nod in her direction. His
greeting to Norton was a more am-
bitious undertaking
"I understand you've a new over-
seer?"
"Then you understand wrong—Car-
rlr.gton's my guest," said Norton.
"He's talking of putting in a crop for j
himself next season, so he's willing
to help me make mine."
"Going to turn farmer, is he?"
asked Ware.
"So he says." Norton was extreme-
ly disappointed when the planter
manifested a disposition to play the
host and returned to the house with
them, where his presence was such
a hardship that Norton shortly took
his leave.
Issuing from the lane he turned his
face in the direction of home. He
was within two miles of Thicket Point
when, passing a turn in the road, he
"Now, what do you wish to say to
me?" he asked.
"We want your word that you'll
keep nway from Belle Plain."
"Well, you won't get It!" respond-
ed Norton.
In the same instant one of the men
rr.lsed his list and struck the young
planter In the back of the neck.
"You cur!" cried Norton, as he
wheeled on him.
"Damn him—let him have It!"
• •«•••• •
It was mid-afternoon of the day fol-
lowing before Betty heard of the at-
tack on Norton. She ordered her
horse saddled and was soon out on
the river road with a groom In her
wake. Betty never drew rein until
she reached Thicket Point. As she
galloped into the yard Bruce Carring-
ton came from the house.
"How is Mr. Norton?" she asked,
extending her hand.
"The doctor says he'll be up and
about Inside of a week. If you'll wait
I'll tell him you are here."
Carrington passed on Into the
house. He entered the room where
Norton lay.
"Miss Malroy is here," he said.
"Betty?—bless her dear heart!"
cried Charley weakly. "Just toss my
clothes into the closet and draw up
a chair. . . . There—thank you,
Bruce—let her come along in now."
And as Carrington quitted the room,
Norton drew himself up on the pil-
lows and faced the door. "This Is
worth several beatings, Betty!" he
exclaimed as she appeared.
He bent to kiss the hand she gave
him, but groaned with the exertion.
'I nen he looked up into her face and
saw her eyes swimming with tears.
"What—tears?" and he was much
moved.
"It's a perfect outrage!" Betty
paused Irresolutely. "Charley—"
"Yes. dear?"
"Can't you be happy without me?"
"No."
"But you don't try to be!"
"No use In my making any such
foolish effort, I'd be doomed to fail-
ure."
"Good-by, Charley—I really must
go—"
He looked up yearningly Into her
face, and yielding to a sudden Im-
pulse, she stooped and kissed him on
the forehead, then she fled from the
room.
CHAPTER XV.
"What am I to do without you?"—
his voice was almost a whisper.
"What is this thing you have done?"
Betty's heart was beating with dull
sickening throbs.
"If you had only come!" she
moaned. "Now I am going to be mar-
ried tomorrow. 1 am to meet him at
the Spring Bank church at ten
o'clock."
"How can I give you up?" he said,
his voice hoarse with emotion. He
put her from him almost roughly, and
leaning against the trunk of a tree
buried his lace In his hands. Betty
watched him for a moment in
wretched silence.
"It's good-by—" he muttered.
She went to him, and, as he bent
above her, slipped her arms about his
neck.
"KIbs me—" she breathed.
He kissed her hair, her soft cheek,
then their lips met.
. >•••••
Another hot September eun was
beating upon the earth as Betty gal-
loped down the lane and swung her
horse's head In the direction or Ka
lelgh. She would keep ber promise
to Charley and he should never know
what his happiness had cost her.
Norton Joined her before she had
covered a third of the distance .that
separated the two plantations.
"We are to go to the church. Mr
Bowen will be there; 1 arranged with
him last night; he will drive over
with his wife and daughter, who will
be our witnesses, dear."
Afterward Betty could remember
standing before the church in the
fierce morning light; she heard Mr.
Bowen's voice, she heard Charley's
voice, she heard another voice—her
own, though she scarcaly recognized
It.
"I'll tie the horses, Betty," said
Norton.
He had reached the edge of the
4aks when lrom the silent depths of
the denser woods came the Bbarp re-
port of a rifle. The shock of the bul-
let sent the young fellow staggering
back among the mossy and myrtle-
covered graves.
For a moment no one grasped what
had happened, only there was Norton
who seemed to grope strangely among
the graves. He had fallen now. Even
as the shadows deepened he was aware
that Betty was coming swiftly toward
him.
"I'm Bhot—" he said, speaking with
difficulty.
For two or three days bands of armed
men scoured tho woods and roads,
and then this activity quite unpro-
ductive of any tangible results ceased,
matters were allowed to rest with the
constituted authorities, namely Mr.
Betts, the sheriff, and his deputies.
No private citizen had shown
greater zeal than Judge Slocum Price.
One morning he found under his door
a folded paper;
You talk too much. Shut up, or
you'll go where Norton went."
A few moments later he burst Id
on Mr. Saul.
"Glance at that, my friend!" he
cried, as he tossed the paper on the
clerk's desk. "What do you make of
it, sir?"
"Well, I'd keep still."
The Judge laughed derisively as he
bowed himself out.
He established himself In his of-
fice He had scarcely done so when
Mr. Betts knocked at the door. The
sheriff came direct from Mr. Saul and
arrived out of breath, but the letter
was not mentioned by the Judge. He -
spoke of the cropB, the chance ot
rain, and the intricacies of county
politics. The sheriff withdrew mysti-
fied, wondering why it was ho had
not felt at liberty to broach the sub-
ject which was uppermost in hi*
mind.
His place was taken by Mr. Pegloa
and on the heels of the tavern-keeper
came Mr. Bowen. Judge Price re-
ceived them with condescension, but
back of the condescension was an air
of reserve that did not invite ques-
tions. The judge discussed the exten-
sion of the national roads with Mr.
Pegloe, and the religion of the Per-
sian fire-worshipers with Mr. ISowen;
he permited never a pause and they
retired as the sheriff had done with-
out sight of the letter.
The judge's office became a per-
fect Mecca for the Idle and the curi-
ous, and while he overflowed with
high-bred courtesy he had never
seemed so unapproachable—never so
remote from matters of local and con-
temporary Interest.
"Why don't you show 'em the let-
ter?" demanded Mr. Mahaffy, when
they were alone. "Can't you see they
are Buffering for a sight of it?"
"All In good time, Solomon." He
became thoughtful. "Solomon, I am
thinking of offering a reward for any
information that will lead to the dis-
covery of my anonymous correspond-
ent," he at length observed with a
finely casual air, as if the idea had
Satisfies
There never was a
thirst that Coca-Cola
couldn't satisfy.
It goes, straight as an ar-
row, to tne dry spot
And besides this,
v. nrv'T
At the Church Door.
Tom found Betty at supper.
"You were over to see Norton,
weren't you, Bet? How did you flnd
blm?"
"The doctor says he will Boon be
about again."
"Betty, I wish you wouldn't go
there again—that's a good girl!" he
said tactfully, and as he conceived it,
affectionately. Betty glanced up
quickly.
"Why, Tom, why shouldn't I go
there?"
"It might set people gossiping. 1
reckon there's been pretty near
enough talk about you and Charley
Norton." The planter's tone was con-
ciliatory in the extreme, he dared not
risk a break by any open show or
authority.
"You needn't distress yourself, Tom.
I don't know that 1 shall go there
again," said Betty Indifferently.
At Thicket Point Charley Norton,
greatly excited, hobbled Into the li-
brary in search of Carrington. He
found him reading by the open win-
dow.
"Look here, Bruce!" he cried. "It's
settled; she's going to marry me!
Can't you wish me joy?"
Carrington held out his hand.
"You are not going to take any
risks now, you have too much to live
for," he said haltingly.
"No, I'm to keep away from Belle |
Plain," said Norton happily. "She in-
sists on that. Everything is to be
kept a secret until we are actually
married; It's her wish—"
"It's to be soon, then?" Carrington
asked, still haltingly.
"Very soon."
There was a brief silence. Carring-
ton, with face averted, looked from
the window.
"I am going to stay here as long as
you need me," he presently said.
"Miss Malroy asked me to, and then
1 am going back to the river, where 1
belong."
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ECONOMICAL SOUL WAS THIS
Hebrew's Attempt to Save Fare Prob-
ably Went Astray, but the Idea
Was a Brilliant One.
Arthur W. Marks of Washington
tells this story to illustrate the talent
of the Hebrew race for economy.
A little Hebrew got on a train In
New York to go to Philadelphia, but
had no ticket. In the car with him
were the members of several the-
atrical companies and he noticed that,
when the conductor asked them for
their tickets they would reply:
"Company."
"What company?" the conductor
would ask; and the actors would re-
ply by announcing the title of the
theatrical company under whose name
all their transportation had been paid
for.
"Give me your ticket," the con-
ductor finally reached the Hebrew.
"Comp'ny," said the little fellow,
looking carelessly out of the window.
"What company?" asked the con-
ductor.
Said the Hebrew: "The Pittsburgh
Cloding company."—Popular Maga-
zine.
Proof of Precaution.
Mr. Latisbury'a concern, as ex-
pressed in the house over the mili-
tary drilling going on in the north of
Ireland reminds one of a story of how
Ireland was occasionally taught to
shoot in the past. The war office onca
sent a famous officer over to inspect
the militia regiments, and the officer,
after inspecting, asked for a few
words with the drill sergeant.
"These men of yours," he said,
couldn't hit a target as big as the
Tower of London. You can't have tak-
en much pains to teach them."
"Tache thlm to shoot," gasped the
sergeant. "Of course I did not tacha
thlm to shoot, her honor; for, bedad,
if I did there wouldn't be a landlord
left In Munster."—London Chronicle.
In an Epigram.
Mrs. J. G. Phelps Stokes (Rose Pas-
tor) stated epigrammatically at a din-
ner in New York the value of an edu-
cation.
"Many poor people," she said, "are
spending their second childhood in
the almshouse because they spent
their first In earning Instead of learn-
ing."
Archie Finds a Sacrilege.
The last time President Taft was !n
! Chicago he was invited to the inevit-
able banquet. Accompanying him were
his secretary. Mr. Hilles, and his mili-
| tary aid. Major Archibald Butt. In
the course of the dinner the Chicago
I men sang a parody of Dixie.
Butt, who is from Georgia, had his
whole evening spoiled right there.
] Somebody, noticing his pained expres-
l Bion, asked him what the trouble was.
"Oh, that song!" he exclaimed, sad-
! ly. "You might as well parody the
Lord's prayer."—Popular Magazine.
Her Advantage.
"I should thing Buggs made things
very uncomfortable for his wife when
he has a habit of storming all over
the house."
"What need she care how he storms,
as long as she is reigning in it?"
The man with an imagination Iw
always on the ragged edge of making
his mark.
The woman \yho cares for a clean,
wholesome mouth, and sweet breath,
will liud Paxtine Antiseptic a joy for-
ever. At druggists, 25c a box or sent
postpaid on receipt of price by The
1'axton Toilet Co., Boston, Mass.
Economy In Atchison.
An Atchison man Is so economical
he won't go to a ball game unless ha
j gets a pass to a double-header.—
j Atchison Globe.
Pessimists may be men who are dis-
appointed in themselves
DIFFERENT NOW.
Since the Slugger, Coffee, Was Aban-,
doned.
Garfield Tea helps humanity the world
over. Taken for liver and kidney
troubles, billlousness and constipation.
A long oration goes lame on the
stretch.
Make the Liver
Do its Duty
Nine times in ten when the liver Is
right the stomach and bowels are right.
CARTERS
ITTLE
PIlLS.
"Charley—Charley!" She Moaned.
j
Betty ate supper with big Steve
standing behind her chair and little
Steve balancing himself first on one
foot and then on the other near the
door.
The long French windows, their
curtains drawn, stood open. She
wnndered down to the terrace. There
was the sound of a step on the path.
Betty turned. It'was Carrington who
found himself confronted by three I stood before her, his face haggard,
men One ol them seized his horBe j Without a word he stepped to her
by the bit. Norton had not even a i side and took her hands rather rough-
rldlng-whip, I ly.
"Charley—Charley—" she moaned,
slipping ber arms about him and
gathering him to her breast.
He looked up into her face.
"It's all over—" he said, but as
much in wonder as in fear. "But 1
knew you could come to me—dear—"
he added in a whisper.
She felt a shudder pass through
him. He did not speak again.
CHAPTER XVI.
The Judge Offers a Reward.
The news of Charley Norton's mur-
der spread quickly over the county.
just occurred to him, and had not
been Beethlng in his brain all day.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Her Own Recommendation.
"Lady can recommend good laun-
dress," was what the advertisement
tt ld, but the investigator in need of
that rare specimen could find nobody
st the given address but the laundress
herself.
"Who is the lady that recommends
you?" was asked.
"Me," was the reply. "Don't I know
better than anybody else what kind of
work I can do?"
Coffee probably causes more bilious-
ness and so-called malaria than any
one other thing—even bad climate.
(Tea is just as harmful as coffee !"■- CARTER'S LITTLE
cause it contains caffeine, the drug in LIVER PILLS
cofFfel gently butfirmly com
Alt. Worth man says. pe| ja7y ]jver to
"I have always been of a bilious tem- jJq duty.
perament, subject to malaria and up Cures Con
to one year ago a perf< ct slave to cof- stipation, ln-
fee. At times 1 would he covered with digestion,
boils and full of malarial poison, was
very nervous and h:.d swimming in
the head
"I don't know how It happened, but
I finally became convinced that my <
sickness was duo to the use of coffee.
and a little less than a year ago I
stopped coff e and began drinking
Postum.
"From that time I have not had a QJ^JahoniQ Directory
boil, not had malaria at all, have
gained 15 pounds good solid weight j—a D | |~*| A
and know b<->ond all doubt this is due ^ At ^—J M ■—* * *
to the uso of Postum in place of cof- MsbEm? SSKnTflSoS
fee. as I have taken no medicine at trari e«r off isms gn.ni..i, iii.'wi.n. .-i.-iirlntftBO
' tull&U |.T fu-r>- frinii Itmin an.l vriiutablw. Ideal
all. i r uimu>—tbn natural rneuiy ufcatatrli rheumatism,
'Postum has certainly made healthy,
Sick
Headache,
and Di tre« After Eating.
SMALL PILL, SMALL DOSE, SMALL PRICE.
Genuine must bear Signature
rod blood for me in place of the blood
Jhat coffee drinking impoverishes und
made unhealthy." Name given by
Postum Co.. Battle Creek, Mich.
Postum makes red blood.
"There's h reason," and it Is er
plained in tho little book, "The Road
to Wellvllle," In pkss.
Ever ren<l the nhnvf letterT
one nppenrw from time to ti
nrr genuine, true, and full
Interest.
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