The Forrest City times., 1892-04-15
mXPTER II.
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 It was harely daylight when v5da wrar- ped ia a fEF-lined cloak, came down into tae hall. where some of tle lower donestics were engaged ia Gg.-ing and cleaning.
 She g,auced from one to the other quickly. and sirEling ous a strong bEown-1aeed c0un- try lass, asked f size e9ali take a message for her.
 ~If yOu please, miss" replied the girl, cozrtssying-
 Then tell Pises5e tilas I an going out for g walk said Vida, -throEzh the village and If Mes Moore is coming out she had bet ter take the road past the 0ld milL-"
 .sYes, miss"
 T n4nss have no tunxilng," Vida mutter- cd. as she veutured ont, no chance inter rur:ion. And nOw for my zipsy-.oYer-ny dark-eyed audzelous scoundrel of the tents. who has h0nored ne with a confession in looks he dared not put in words"
 Among other amiable qualities which dis s.nguished MT. Moore. he was yevy tolerant with nonadic people. and his estate was a veritable happy hgntiHg-grOund for the gipsiss-
 There was always one or more Of their czmps pitched in some seqEesteyed spot in the woods, and just then there was body of them known as ~Hecate's tribe located in ihe BlueoeIl Dell
 At tise head of them was an old woman who claimed 10 have enjoyed a hundred years' existence. and was probably near that age, and she was tl-e Heeate from which tie tribe took its name
 Several men with wives. well on in years, were her sons, and their children in turn had mar ,e-,l. and had sons and daughters, and there was fourth generation Of little ones.
 One of the elder men, the youngest son of Heca.e. was known as J "a the snowman. he having by industry and thrift arrived as the dignity of possessing traye,ing-v2H-
 He was a man about Mr. MO0Ee's age and he had a wife. who in her style, was as handsome a. Mrs Moore. with the same ad- vantage of lingering youth in appeAranee-
 These two were inc aTist0cIAfie portion of the tribe, and the objects of Hecate's uE- bounded lowe.
 My daring Jim and SabiuA7 she called them.
 There had been daring younger daugh- ter once, but she had lain for score years CT more under the gTeensward fifty miles away. Her story vas a sad one
 She had given her heart to 2 -hoase-dwell- CT" a man of rank and wealth who had wooed her selhshly and left her oaseiy.
 When he had been gone six months lit- tie baby came into the world, and his moth CT called him Bardo!ph.
 She died. and he became old Hecate's care. The old woman dofed on him, and he Erew uD to handsome manhood.
 Ere thIs. however. he had wheeled out of the old girsy the story Of his birth, and he boldly took upon himself his father , name.
 While Randolph Dimsey wasted his sub stance in riotous living among the rich and great. Bzrd0,ph Dimsey. his unreccgnised son, developed into the seapesEacs of tsle Hecate tTihe.
 He WIS a daring boy and a reckless man but he had done nothing more daring than his falling in love with Vida Moore. and let. ting her know by his looks that he admired her.
 He had done as much when she with RutA had visited the camp, and she, w0manlise, had read his face. but her pride would not allow her to resent t.
 She simply ignored him as if he had been adog.
 He felt the sting of hescontempt. and fed his passion by br00ding. He took 10 haunt ing her fAyOrite resorts. bur never dared 10 speak to her. At last she had learnt to look upon his aud2cious love with amusement
 But now it suddenly occurred to her that hewas man who might be made usefal.and her object in going out early tn the morning was 70 meet him and mould him to her will
 Experience told her that he was watching for her coming. and ere she lad traversed the snrubbery she heard rustling behind E Al. t. na4f f % to the village. but bent her way to an ad- joining wood. and eAt~Ted | by nzfTo'' path