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Juanlttt Holland a Philadelphia young
woman of wealth on licr Journey with
her guide Uood Anse Talbolt Into the
heart of the Cumbenands to becomp a
teacher of tho mountain children faints
at the door of Kletch McNash's cabin.
Bhe overhears a talk between Had Anse
Ilavey and one of hln henchmen that ac-
quaints lier with tho Havey-Mcllrlar feud.
Talk with him and they become antag-
onists. Cal Douglas of the Haver clan Is
on trial In Peril for tho murder of Noah
Wyatt a McUrlnr. Juanlta nnd Dawn
McNash become friends. Cal Douglas Is
acquitted. Nash Wyatt attempts to kill
him but Is himself killed by the Havers.
Milt McUrlnr meets Had Anse and dis-
claims resKnslblllty for Wyatt'a attempt
to kill Douglas. They declare a truce.
Ilnaf nrnMi.fA frnm flnrl Anl TfllbOtt.
Juanlta thinks sho finds thnt Dad Anse I
Is opposing her elTorts to buy lana nnu
build o school. Mill McUrlar breaks the
truce by having Kletch McNash mur-
Jered. Job McNash begs Dad Anse to UJl
Mm who killed his father but Is not told.
Juanlta nnd Had Aiwe Jurther misunder-
stand each other. Had Anso tells Juanlta
he does not right women and Juanlta sets
her land and cabin. Jeb refrains from
killing Youiik Milt McUrlar n he Is not
ure Young Mill Is Mio murderer. Young
Milt and Dawn meet seveiul times re-
sulting In a riomand from Had Anso that
Dawn leovo Juanlta's cabin. Juifhlta end
Good Anso go to see Had Anse. who again
Bays that the school will rail because It
has been .started by Juanlta In the wrong
way. Juanlta begins to understand Had
Ansc's dream of regeneration for hla peo-
ple. Taung Milt and Had Ansa lay aside
the feud for the time to prevent the
burning of the now schoolhouso. Dawn
ramalns with Juanlta. Had Anse rinds
himself drifting dangerously near Juanlta.
. CHAPTER XVI Continued.
Tho girl from Philadelphia had for
Bomo days been watching the road
which led In tortuous twists from Peril
to the gap. Sho hcrsolf hardly realized
how expectantly she bad watched It
She was thinking of tho man bIio
had sent away and wondering what
their meeting would bo like. And tho
gl of tho hill sitting near by would
look on her fingers gripping them-
selves tightly together nnd an acho In
her own heart. Diep In Dawn's nature
which" had been coming of late Into a
sweetly fragrant bloom crept tho ran-
cor of a flerco Jealousy for the man
from "down below" whom sho had
nover seen but whoso letter could
make Juanlta forget present things
nnd drift away Into a world of other
days and other scenes a world In
which Dawn herself had no part.
Juanlta was wondering If after all
Ehe had not misjudged Roger Malcolm.
6ho wanted to think she had because
her heart was hungry for lovo. Sho
had written tc him sternly forbidding
his coming and It ho obeyed that man-
date ho would of course provo himself
weak and lacking In Initiative. So she
was waiting with a iluttertng heart
But on tho day that he camo she
was not wntcblng. Ho had pushed
on at a rato of speed which mountain
patience wo'uld not have counttuianced
and had arrived in two hours less than
tho Journey should logically have re-
quired. Tho.heavlng sides of bis tired
horse told almost as much of the eag-
erness that had driven him as did tho
frank worship of his face.
At tho front fence ho hitched his
mount and walked noiselessly up to
tho larger house. Two feminine fig-
ures sat sewing In tho hall as he Btlcnt-
ly opened tho unlatched door and let
lilmseit In. Ono of them was a llgurn
ho knew even with Its back turned a
figure which because of something
distinctively subtle and wondrous
could belong to no one else. The other
was a mountain girl of undeniable
beauty but to him; of no Interest
It was Dawn who saw him llrst and.
with a glanco that brought a resentful
flash to her eyes sho roso silently and
slipped out through a side door Then
us Juanlta came to her feet with a
little gasp and held out both hands
' tho man's heart began to hammer wild-
ly and he knew that the lingers ho
held were trombllng.
Ho would havo taken her at once In
Ills arms but she held him oft and
ehook her head.
"I told you not to come" she re-
buked him In a voice that lacked con-
vlctlon. "And I flagrantly disobeyed you" he
Answered. "As I mean henceforth to
disobey you. Unce I lost you because
I played a weak game. You want a
conqueror and I have always been a
'suppliant Now I have changed my
method.''
"Oh I" said Juanlta faintly. For Just
an Instant she felt a leap nt her heart
Perhaps otter all bo had grown to
hor standard. That was how she must
bo won it ever won and she wanted
to be won.
She saw him draw out of his pocket
a small box which sho had onco given
back to him and tako from it a ring she
had onco worn but again sho shook
tier head.
"Not yet dear" she said very softly.
"You haven't proved yourself a con-
queror yet you know. You've Just
called yourself one."
Then her heart misgave her for
after gazing into her eyes with a hurt
look tho man masked bis disappoint-
ment behind a smile of deference and
repllod; "Very well I can wait but
that's how it must bo in tho end."
In the end! Juanlta knew that after
all be had not changed.
He was still the man of brave in-
tents and words still the man who
Btood hesitant at tho moment tor
blow.
J vas wbil6 Malcolm was -luanlU's
guest that Anso Havcy broko his re-
solvo and for tho first time camo
through tho gato of tho school. Sho
saw htm come with a pleased little
sense of having broken down his re-
sorvo and a feeling of feminine vic-
tory. A moment later the. mountaineer was
standing on tho steps and shaking
hand? with Roger Mnlcolm. whom be
greeted" briefly and with mountain re-
serve. "I was down nt Peril with a couple
of teams" ho said turning to Juanlta
"an' I found a lot of boxes at the sta
tion for yo. I 'lowed yo didn't hardly
havo any teams bandy so I fotched
'em back to my houso. I'll send them
over In ho morning' but ' thought
I'd ride over tonight on' tell e."
Sho had been wondering how nt a
tlmo of mired roads sho was to have
thoso books which sho would soon
need brought across tho ridge. Now
ho had solved the problem for her.
Anso Hnvcy stood leaning against a
porch post his broad-shoulders and
clearcut profile etched against the
moonlight as ho studied tho Phlladel-
phlan. Suddenly ho asked abruptly:
"Have ye found nnything that Inter-
eats ye In the coal an' timber line?"
Roger Malcolm glanced up and
knocked the ash from his pipe against
tho rail of tho porch. Ho had not sus-
pected that his rambles about tho hills
with a set ot maps and a geologist's
hammer had been noted.
Hut he showed no surprise as he an
swered with perfect frankness: "Yes
and no. I camo primarily to see how
Miss Holland wob progressing with
her work it's true I havo thought
something ot investing In mountain
resources but that lies in tho future."
Havey nodded and said quietly: "I
hopo ye decides to invest elsowhere."
"So far as a casual inspection shows
this country looks pretty good to me"
rejoined Malcolm easily. "I may buy
hero provided of course tho price Is
right"
"This country's mighty pore" said
tho head of tho HaveyB slowly. "About
all it can ralso Is a '.Ittlo corn an' a
heap of hell but down underneath the
rocks thero's wealth."
"Then tbo man who can unlock the
hills and get it out ought to bo wel-
come as a benefactor ought ho not?"
Inquired the Easterner with a smile.
"Ho won't be" was tho short re
sponse.
"Why?"
"The men from outside always aim
to get tho benefit of that wealth an
then to movo us off our mountains an'
there ain't nowheres else on earth a
mountain man can live. Developln'
seems pretty much like plunderln' to
us. We gen'rally ask benefactors liko
that to go away."
"And do they usually go?" t
"No; not usually. They always
goes"
"Do you expect mo to believe that
Mr. Havey?" queried Malcolm still
smiling.
"I don't neither ask ye to bellevo It
nor to dlsbeltovo It" was the cool re-
Joinder. "I'm Just tellin' it to ye that's
nil."
Malcolm refilled his pipe and offered
tho tobacco pouch to Havey Anso
shook his head with a curt "Much
bbleeged" and tho visitor said casual-
ly: "Well wo needn't have any argu-
ment on that scorn yet Mr. Havey. My
activities if they eventuate belong to
the future and when that time comes
perhaps we shall be .ablo to agree
after all."
"I reckon wo won't hardly agree on
no proposition for despollln' my peo-
ple Mr Malcolm."
"Then wo can disagree when tho
tlmo comes" remarked tho other man
with a trace of tartness In his voice.
"Then yo don't aim to develop us
Just now?"
Malcolm shook his head the glow ot
his pipe bowl tor a moment lighting
up a face upon which lingered an
amused smile.
"Not this time. Another time per-
haps." "All right then." Havey's voice car-
ried a very masked and courteous but
very unmistakablo warning. "When-
over yet get good an' ready we'll ar-
gue that.""
He bowed to the girl and turned Into
tbo path which led down to the gate.
say "Daiv do ye know why I don't
come over thar no more?"
Tho girl lad only nodded and the
boy went on!
"Well some day when yo'ro at Job's
cabin I'm a-comln' thar I hain't a-
goln' tcr como sllppln' but I'm comln'
open an' upstnndln' on' Jeb an' me are
goln' tcr talk nbout this business."
"No! No!" sho had exclaimed genu-
inely frightened and In a volco full
ot quick dissent "Yo mustn't do It
Milt; yo mustn't Ef yo does I won't
bco ye."
"We'll settle that when 1 gits thar.
I Jest 'lowed I'd tell ye" persisted tho
boy stubbornly "I reckon I mustn't
talk tor yo now I'm pledged" and
without another word bo shook up tho
reins on his horso's neck and rodo
away
So tonight while tho moon wns
weaving Its spell over several hearts
tho son ot the McUrlnr leader wns rid-
ing with a set face ever Into tho heart
of the Havey country openly to visit
the daughter ot Klctch McNash.
Job wns sitting before the lira with
a pipe between his teeth nnd Dawn
plunked on n banjo not the old folk-
loro tune that had once been her reper-
toire but a nower nnd sweeter thing
that sho had teamed from Juanltn Hol
land.
Then ns a confident voice sang out
from tho darkness "I'm Milt McUrlar
Jeb had never gono nrmed before ' bryonlc affiliations with tho pcoplo of
"Dont Jeb" She Screamed In a Trans-
port of Alarm.
nn' I'm a-comln' in" the banjo fell
from the "girl's bands and her fingers
clutched In panic at her breast
Sho saw her brother rlso from 'his
chair and heard his voice demand truc-
ulently: "What ther hell does you
want hyar?"
Though Anse Havey strode up the
steep trull to the crest that night with
long elastic strides seeking to burn
up the restlessness which obsessed
him he found himself nt tho top with
no wish to sleep nnd no patience with
tho idea of conDnlng his thoughts be-
tween walls.
Anse Havey felt that something was
missing from his Ilfo; something of
tho barbarian order had becomo sud-
denly hateful to him. Into tho gray
eyes crept a suffering and tbo brows
camo together In helpless perplexity.
Juanlta was a woman of an exotic
raco who choso to think that ilfo comes
to perfection only under glass. He
was n leader of a brier-tangled and
shaggy clan men who were akin to
tho eagles. No menace or threat of
death had ever made him devlato from
his loyalty to that people. Rut now a
Torclgn woman had como nnd ho was
comparing himself with the well-
dressed soft-voiced man who was her
visitor jind feeling himself a creature
of uncouthnens.
Ho found himself wishing that he.
too was smoother. Then ho flung
the thought from him with bitter self-
contempt and a low oath broke from
his lips. Was he growing ashamed of
bis life? Was he wishing that his
eagle's talons might bo manicured and
his pinions combed?
"It yo'vo dono come down to that
Ansa Havey" ho said aloud "It's abuut
tlmo yo kilt yourself."
No ho protested to his soul he had
disliked Roger Malcolm because Roger
Malcolm had spoken ot a project of
plunder and Btood for his enemies ot
tbo future; but bis soul answered that
he thought little of that and that It
was because ot the obvious understand-
ing between this man and Juanlta Hol-
land that a now hatred bad been born
In his heart
CHAPTER XVII.
It was one of those nights under
whoso brooding wings vague things
and influences aro astir and In the
making. Dawn had gone back for a
few days to her brother's lonely cabin
on Tribulation to set his house In or-
der and to do his slraplo mending. Per-
haps in ber own heart there was an-
other reason an unconfessed unwil
lingness to stay at the bungalow while
she must feel so far away from Jua-
nlta and Bee Roger Malcolm seemingly
so near.
In hor heart vague things were stir-
ring too and in another heart The
fact that she bad not been allowed to
see young Milt McUrlar bad given him
un augmented Importance which had
kept the boy In ber mind despite ber
denunciations. Once she had met blm
nn the road and ha had stopped hw to
At tho scant welcome of his greeting
young Milt McUrlar stiffened a little
from head to foot though he bad not
anticipated any great degree ot cordial'
Ity.
He climbed tho stile and walked
across tho moonlit patch of trampled
clay to whero the girl stood leaning
weak-kneed with fright against the
lighted frame of the door.
"Jeb" he said slowly to the boy
who had stepped down into the yard
"how air yo?" Then turning to Dawn
with bis bat In bis band he greeted
her gravely.
Uut tbo son of tbo murdered man
stood still and rigid and repeated In a
bard voice: "What tber hell does ye
want hyar?"
"I como over hyar ter see Dawn"
was the calm response and then as
tbo gill convulsively molatenod her
dry lips with her tongue she saw ber
brother's hand sweep under bis coat
aqd come out gripping a heavy revolver.
thnt night when Kletch fell. Now ho
was never unarmed
"Don't Job!" sho screamed In a
transport of alarm as nlio braced her-
self and summoned strength to seize
the hand that held tho weapon.
Jeb shook her roughly oft and
wheeled again to face the visitor with
the precaution of a sldewlso leap. He
had expected thnt tho other boy would
uso that moment ot interference to
draw his own weapon but tho young
McUrlar was standing In the samo at
tlttide holding his hat in cno hand
whllo ho reassured tho girl.
"Don't fret Dawn; thar hain't noth-
In' tcr worry nbout" ho said; then
facing tho brother ho went on In a
voice of cold and almost scornful com-
posure: "Thct hain't ther first time ye'vo seed
me ncrost tho sights ot a gun Is It
Jeb?"
"Whnt docs yo mean?" Tho other
boy's faco went brick-red nnd ho low-
ered his muzzle with a sensoot sudden
shame.
"Oh 1 hecred about how old Hob
McOrcegor told yo a pasnel of lies
nbout me nn' how ye come ncrost ther
rldgo ono day. I reckon 1 kin guess
tho rest"
"Well whnt of hit?" Job stood with
his pistol now hanging nt his side
but' In his eyes still glowed tho flro of
hatred.
"Jest this." young McRrlar went on1
"I ain't got no gun on me. I ain't oven
got a Jackknlfe. I 'lowed that yo
mought ho right smart Incensed nt
my comln' hynr nn I como without no
weapon on purpose. Ef yo hain't
skecred of mo when I'm unarmed. 1
reckon yo kin put your own gun back
in ther holster."
Jeb McNash slowly followed tho
suggestion and ttien coming forward
until tho two boys stood eyo to eye
ho said in deliberate accents: "I reck
on yo don't 'low I'm skecred of ye."
"I reckon not." Young Milt's tone
wns nlmost cheerful. "I reckon ye nlr
Jest nbouW ns much skecred of mo es
I nm of you an' that nln't none."
"What does yo want hyar?" persist-
ed Jeb
"I wants first to tell ye an' I hnln't
never lied ter no feller yit thct I
don't know nothin' more about who
kilt Kletch than you does If 1 did
so help mo God Almighty I'd tell yo.
I hain't tryln tcr shield no murder-
ers." There waB a ring of sincerity In the
lad's voice that carried weight even
Into the bitter skepticism of Job's
heart a skepticism which had refused
to believe that honor or truth dwelt
cast of tho ridge.
"I reckon cf that's true" sneered
the older boy "thnr's them In yore
house thct docs know."
At that Insult It wns Young Milt
whose fnce went flrBt red nnd then
very white.
"Thet calls ter a light Jeb." ho said
with forced calm. "1 can't hnrken ter
things liko thet. Uut first I wants tcr
say this: I come over hyar ter telfyo
thct I knowed how yo felt ap' thet I
didn't see no reason why you on' mo
had ter quarrel. I como over hyar.ter
scb Dawn because I promised I
wouldn't try ter see her whilst sho
dtuyed down at tho school an' be-
cause I wants ter boo her an 'lows
fer do hit Now will ye lay aside yoro
gun an' go out thar in ther road whar
hit hain't on yoro own ground an' let
me tell ye thet yo lied when ye slurred
my folks?"
The two boys stripped off their
coats In guaranty that neither had
hidden a wenpon. Then while the girl
who wns really no longer n girl turned
back into the flrellt cnbln nnd threw
herself fnce downwnrd on her fenther
bed they silently crossed the stile into
tho road aifd Mill turned to repeat!
"Jeb thet war a llo ye spoke an' I
wants yo tcr light mo fa'r list an'
skull nn' when we gits through cf ye
feels liko hit we'll shake hnnds. You
nn' mo nln't got no cause tcr qunrrel."
And so the boy in ench of them
which was tho manlier part of each
camo to tho surface and Into a bitter
and long-fought battlo of lists and
wrestling In which both of them rolled
In tho dust; and each ot them obsti i
nately refused to say "onough" they
submitted their long-fostered hostility
to ono fierce debate. At last as the
two lay panting andtbloodlcd there In
tho road It was Jeb who rose and held
out bis band.
"So fur es tho two ot us goes Milt"
ho said "unless tber war busts loose
ergln I reckon wo kin bo friendly"
Together they rose and recrossed
tho stile and washed their grimed
faces. Dawn looked from ono to the
other and Jeb said: "Milt sot yore-
self a cheer I reckon ye'd bolter stay
all night It's most too fur tcr ride
back."
And so though they did not realize
It tbo two youths who were to stand
some day near tho heads of tho two
factions had set a new precedent and
had fought without guns as men had
fought before the feud began
Job kicked off his shoes and lay
down and beforo the flaming logs sat
the Havey girl and the McUrlar boy
talking.
his enemy
Young Milt had visited Dawn? he
hod matched with Anso Havey Tho
father had always taken n natural
prldo in Oio honesty that gleamed
from his son's alert eyes nnd tho ono
person from whom ho had concealed
his own ways of gullo and deceit most
Btudlotisly was the lad who would
somo day be leader In his stead. There
wore tow -things that tills old Intriguer
feared but ono there wns nnd now It
was tracing lines of enro nnd nnxlcty
In tho vlsago that had nlwnys been bo
mnskllku and Imperturbable. If his
son should ever look past ills outward
self nnd catch a glltnpso ot tho lni.er
man tho father know that ho would
not bo nblo to sustain the scorn of
thoso younger eyeB. So whllo tho
lad who had gone back to collcgo in
Lexington conned his bookB his fath-
er sat beforo tho blazo of his hearth
his pipe tight clamped between his
teeth his ticar.t festering In his breast
nnd his mind dangerously actlvo.
Tho beginnings of all tho things
which ho deplored and meant to pun
ish went back to tho establishment of
n school with a '"fotched-on" teacher.
Hod Dawn McNash not como thcro
his boy's feet would not havo gono
wandering westward over tho rldgo
straying out of partlzan paths. Thu
sllmness ot her body the luro of her
violet eyes and the dusky meshes of
her dark hair had led his own son to
guard tho roof thnt sheltered hor
ngalnst tho hand of nrsou tho father
hnd hired.
Hut most of nil Anso Hnvcy wns re-
sponsible: Anso Havcy who had per-
suaded his son to mnko common causo
with tho enemy. For that Anso Havcy
must die.
Heretofore Old Milt had struck only
at lessor men. fearing the retribution
ot too audacious a crime but now his
venom waB acutu nnd even such grnvo
considerations as tho danger ot a holo-
caust must not hnlt Its appeasement.
Still tho mind of Milt McUrlar. the
elder had worked long In Intrigue and
even now it could not follow a direct
lino. Had Anse must not bo shot down
In tho road. Ills taking off must bo
accomplished by a shrewder method
and ono not directly traccablo to bo
palpable a motive as his own hatred
Such a plan his brain was working
out but for its execution ho needed a
hand of craft and force such a hand
as only I-uko Thlxton could supply
and I.uku wns out West
It was not his intention to rush hast-
ily Into action. Somo day he would go
down to Lexington nnd Luko should
como East to meet him. There a hun
dred and thirty miles from the hills
tho two of them would arrango mat-
ters to his own satisfaction.
Roger Malcolm had gono back and
he had not after all gono back with a
conqueror's triumph. Ho wbb now dis-
cussing In directors' meetings planB
looking to a titanic grouping ot Inter-
ests which were to focalize on thoso
hills and later to bring developments.
The girl's school was gradually mak-
ing itself felt and each day saw smutl
classes at the desk and blackboard-
small classes that were growing larger
Now that Milt had laid tho ground-
work of his plans he was making tho
field fallow by a seeming of general
beneficence. His word had gone out
along the creeks and branches and In-
to the remoto coves of his territory
thnt it "wouldn't hurt folks nono ter
glvo their children n little 1'arnln'."
Jn response to that hint they trooped
in from tho cast wherever tbo roads
could bo traveled. Auiong those who
"hitched nn' lighted" nt tho fence wore
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CHAPTER XVIII.
When winter has come and settled
down for Its long siege in the Cumber-
lands human life shrinks and shrivels
into a shivering wretchedness and a
spirit of dreariness steals Into the hu
man heart
The houso ot old Milt McUrlar waB
not so dark and cheerless a hovel as
the bouses of his lesser neighbors but
as that winter. closed In bis heart was
bitter and bis thoughts were black
In a roundabout way be bad learned of
Young Milt's visit to tbe McNash cab-
In. Hla son was the apple of bis eye
aad now be was seeing blm form em-
His Pipe Clamped Between Hli Teeth
His Heart Festering In His Breast
He shook his head and gazed away..
Into his eyes came that troubled look;
which nowadays they sometimes woro.
"1 reckon it wouldn't hardly be hon-
est for me to como. l'vo told yo I
don't think the thing will do no good."
Ho wns looking at hor and his hands
slowly clenched. Her beauty with tho
enthusiasm lighting her eyes mado
him feel liko a man wboso thirst was
killing him and who gazed at n clear
spring beyond his reach or like th
caravan driver whoso sight Is torturstf
by n mirage Ho drew a long breath
then added:
"l'vo got nnothor renson an' a
stronger ono for not comln' over thcro
very often. Any tlmo yo wnnts mo for
anything 1 reckon yo knows I'll come."
"What Is your reason?" sho demand-
ed. "I nln't never been much Interested
In nny womnn." Ho held her eyes bo
directly Hint n wnrm color suddenly
flooded her chocks then he went on
wltli nnked honesty nnd nn uncon-
ccntcd bitterness of henrt: "When I
puts myself In tho wny of hnvln' to
lovo one I'll pick it womnn that won't
hnvo to bo nshamed of me some
mountain woman."
Por nn Instant sho stnrcd nt him In
astonishment then sho exclaimed:
"Ashamed of youl 1 don't think any
womnn would bo nBhnmod ot you Mr
Hnvoy" but recognizing that her volco
hnd been ovcrserlous sho laughed and
onco moro her eyes danced with gar
mischief.
"Don't bo afraid of me I'll promise
not to mnko lovo to you."
"I'm oblregcd" ho said slowly.
"That ain't what I'm skecred of. I'm
afraid yo couldn't hardly stop mo from
makln' lovo to you."
Ho paused and tho badinage left
her eyes
"Mr. Havey" she snld with grent
seriousness "I'm glad you said that.
It gives us n clianco to Btnrt honestly
ns nil truo friendship should stnrt In
some things nny womnn Is wiser than
any man. You won't fall In lovo with
mo. You thought you wcro going to
hate mo but. you don't"
"God knows I don't" ho fiercely In-
terrupted her.
"Neither will you fall In lovo with
mo. You told mo onco ot your superior
ago and wisdom but In somo things
you are still a boy. You aro a very
lonely boy too a boy with a heart
hungry for compnnlonBhlp. You have
had friends only In books comrade-
ship only In dreams. You have lived
down thcro In that old prison ot a
houso with a sword of Damocles hang-
ing always over your head Because
wo havo been in a way congenial you
aro mistaking our friendship for dan-
ger of lovo."
Danger of lovol Ho knew that It
had gone past a mero danger and bis
oyes for a moment must have shown
that ho realized Its hopelessness but
Juanlta shook her head and went on:
"Don't do It. It would be a pity. I'm
rather hungry too for a friend; I
don't mean for a friend In my work
but n friend In ray life. Can't wo be
friends liko that?"
Sho stood'looklng Into his eyes and
slowly tho drawn look of gravity left
his face.
Ho had always thought quickly and
dared to face realities. Ho was now
facing ills hardest reality. Ho loved
her with utter hopelessness. Her eyes
told him that it must always bo Just
that way and yet she had appealed to
him sho had said sho needed bis
friendship. To call it lovo would make
It necessary for her to decline It
Henceforth Ilfo for Anso Havey was
to mean a heartache but if sho want-
ed his allegiance she might call It
what she would. It was hers.
Swiftly ho vowed In his heart to sot
a seal on bis lips and play tbe part she
had assigned to him.
"I'm right glad yo Bald that" ho an-
surcd her. "I reckon yo're right I
reckon wo can go on llghtln' and bein'
friends. Yo see as 1 said I dldn'tf-know
much about womenfolks an' because I.
liked yo I was worried."
She nodded undorstandlngly.
Suddenly he bent forward and bis
words broko impetuously from bis
lips.
"Do yo low to marry that man Mal-
colm?"' Ho camo a step toward her
then raising his hajid swiftly he add-
ed: "No don't answer that question!
That's your business I didn't have no
llcenBO to ask. Resides. I don't want
ye to answer it"
"It's a bargain isn't it?" she smiled.
"Whenever you get lonely over there
by yourself and find that Hamlet isn't
as lively a companion as you want
or that Alexander tho Great Is a little
too fond of himself or Napoleon Is
overmoody come ovor here aud we'll
try to cheer each other up."
"I reckon" be said with n answer-
ing smile "I'm liable to feel that war
tonight but I ain't comln' to lemn civi-
lization. I'm JuBt comln' to see you.'
(TO HE CONTINUED.)
not only parents who brought their
children but thoBe who came Impelled
by that curiosity which lurks In lonely
lives There woro men In Jeans and
hickory shirts; women In gay shawls
and linsey-woolsey aud calico; people
from "buck of boyond"nnd Juanlta
felt her heart beat faster with thu hopo
of success.
"I hear yo've got a right plentiful
gatherln' of young barbarians over
there at tho college these dajB" said
Anso Havey one afternoon when they
met up on tho ridge.
Her chin came up prldefully and her
eyes sparkled.
"It has been wonderful." she told
blm "Only one thing baB marred If
"What's that?" ho asked
"Your aloofness Just because I'm
going to smash your wicked regime"
she laughed "Is no reason why you
should remain peeved about It and
sulk In your tent"
Fashionable Ills Disappear.
Somo of tho most fashionable Lon-
don physicians have been badly hit
by the war. This Is mainly caused by
tho sbrinkago in the number of Imag-
inary aliments. Those pcoplo who
used to swell the fashionable physi-
cians' bank balance prodigiously with
their fancied maladies have now sim-
ply no tlmo to Imagine themselves
111 or rather tho war ha& distracted
their attention. One never seems to
meet a hypochondriac or neurotic in
these days Tbo war has also been
tho causo of the termination ot many
family feuds.
Roosevelt's Idea.
A man who is good enough to abed
his blood tor his country Is good
cnougt to bo given a square deal.
More ttiMi that no man la entitled to
and led than that no man shall hart
Thoodira ftnoseraU. '
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