The Arkansaw traveler., 1889-05-04

the narrowness of your escape. They recognize as Bacon did, sort of wild justice in revenge, and to many of them vengeance, instead of cleanliness should stand next to godliness, for have they not been taught that the Worshipful Master of all creation Himself the God of vengeance? The vio- lent man is also forgiving man the easy man. nered hypocrite bears malice.
 "Father wrote an article for our county paper and afterward delivered address to a large con- gregation of our citizens He spoke of the gentle ness Of your nature, your love of the woods and your admiration of the beautiful. This received quiet sanction, but when he shrewdly declared that you were a supreme judge of fine horse, our fel- low citizens broke out in rapturous applause That did the work, for the coroner's jury exonerated you.
 "There is a bitter feeling against Boyd Savely, for it has been shown that he the nstigator of the trouble; and, the relatives of a man who was shot and killed, declare that Boyd shall never return to Shellcutt I could never wholly understand why father thought so much of Boyd, for neither one can have a link that would chain the other to him. know that father and the elder Savely were devoted friends, but this should not have SO strongly influenced father toward the son but after all, don't know but this trait in father Is to be admired than to be condemned. However, do not possess 1t. l cannot like a sour apple simply because it grew upon shapely tree that has afforded me pleasant shade.
 "Now, my dear boy, return at once. Uncle Buck (whose flute has been repaired), will welcome you with tremulous sounds and Luzele " i'll touch the
 
 charged Jack Gap yesterday, and upon reporting this exercise of his authority, he exclaimed Rem ington, l won't stay here and work like nigger and be abused.' Gap has not taken his departure. l enclose a letter from Fred.
 "Your friend,
 "HENRY OSRURr." The letter from Fred enclosed in a small, pink envelope, was addressed to me- and was written on the day of the fight in Emryville.
 "MY DEAR MIR BURwoop: have something to tell you and don't want you to say a word-not single word about it. Here in San Bernardino, there is the prettiest girl ever Her name is MOllie Fry, and you bet in looks she just knock Ella Mayhew silly. l am in love with her but haven't told her yet. thought loved before but didn't. Why, when 1 married l didn't know what love was. Strange that teller will be so mistaken. This girls hair is as black as a crow, and she's got the puttiest little hands you ever did see. can eat. Don't you say a word about it. If she'll have me Pll marry her, but Ill write home first. She's the smartest creature l ever saw, and sing-she sings like an angel. believe she loves me but l ain't sure, but she smiles at me. That's pretty good sign, aint it2 Pll write again after awhile ard let you know how things rocking along. "Yours
 FIRED OsBuRY." had put the letters into the large envelope and had given myself to a state of musing-now anx- ious, now delighted and now thrlled-when Miss Hatton entered the room.
 "Well, have got rid of that old bore," she said, seating herself near the window. "He is quite enough to turn the pleasant broth of a saint into the disagreeabe vinegar of cynic. Did your let ter bring good news2"
 "Yes very and shall leave this place soon as am able to ride"
 "You have permission then, to return" pecu- liar smile lighted up her face. "If you have per- mission to return," she added, "you no longer have need of an assumed name Why do you stare so? There is need of surprise and surely necessity of excitement. Why, recognized you the moment set my eyes on you. Why, were you 30 foolish as tn hSnkt hat lk that was 50 %e bed in Oaoe tbat out all possible light of recognition? This is an out-of-the-way place, but Nashville paper that happened to receive the very day you arrived gave an account of the fight in Emry vile. The out break of Kentucky feud, you know, is pretty well teleQranhed. and Nashxille is onlx sixty miles