The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1896-06-10
u.-CoNTINUED.
Copyright 1895. by J. B. LlppIneot Col

Your surroundings are q perpetual
inspiration, Miss Hester" said Ring
brand, feasting his eyes with the keen
appreciation Of an artist upon the mag
nifcent panorama of the mountains
and valleys and forests stretching away
to the westward.
81 am glad you like Tennessee" re-
piled the girl, with touch of pathos in
her voice. 80 many people-especial-
ly northerners-seem to think it an I'M
profitable wilderness"
"Who could bc so unappreciative as to
say that?"
"Miss Bradfern, for one. She is from
Boston, and she visited friends in Dun
bar last summer. She was continually
pining for New England in general and
Boston in particular. I'm sure can't
understand how she will be able to live
here"
us she coming here to live?"
"Yes; as the wife of our rector in
Tregarthen. l tell him he's setting q
bad example by going so far from
home"
"Then I presume he is southerncr?"
"Heis; he's a Georgian; but believe
he was educated in the north"
Am to understand that you think
one ought not to marry out of his sec
tion?" he asked, making the rector's
case "a possible opportunity for ascer-
tanning his own standing.
"0h! / wouldn't say anything so
radical as that" she replied, stroking
her horses name; only, it seems to
me, there are many reasons against It,
You don't understand-you can't I'M
derstand-how much sectional feeling
there is in the south"
II know there used to be, but /
thought it was thing of the past
since the war;"
1T is. in some senses, suppose, and
in others think 1t is as strong as ever.
My father fought for the south; and If
you could know how strongly my sym
pathies are enlisted upon the side Of
some of the things which you think are
dead issues, there would be only one
word in your vocabulary that would fit
mean ugly little word of five letters"
81 hope am broad enough not to ap-
ply it, Miss Latimer. / think / can put
myself in your place sufficiently to un-.
derstand that there may be many and
honest differences Of opinion"
"Its right kind of you to say that
especially as your side has the better of
the argument; though I'm not so sure
about that, either. It's one thing to
starve people into submission and quite
another to subjugate them"
II believe l can appreciate that, too"
Neither of them spoke again for a
few moments, and then Hester called
his attention to jutting crag project
ing far out from the cliff-line at their
feet. do you see that point over yonder
to the right?" she asked.
"Yes; and was going to ask you if
1 it has name."
ut has; it is called Toms Jump
It's not a very poetic name, and it could
hardly be called Lovers Leap al
though the story is dreadful enough"
"Tell me about it,"
TITS short and quite prosaic. There
used to be moonshiner's still some
where in this neighborhood, and one Of
the men was young Tom Cragin, the son
of the mountaineer who owned the still.
One day the revenue men were trying to
arrest the party, and they chased young
Cragin out into this road. He ran
down that way, and two more officers
came out into the road ahead of him.
When he saw he was surrounded, he
Iclimbed out to the point of that rock
and flung himself down."
Ringbrand looked dsurprised. Il didn't
IIlknow the penalties were severe enough
Ito warrant man in doing that" he
lIsaid.
"Pm not sure that they are" replied
the girl though long term in the
l|penitentiary is hard enough after the
tree life of the mountain. But in Cra-
gins case l think there were other
khings; there was long story of blood
shed and violence leading up to the
Hagedy, and perhaps he had reason to
fear something worse than q prison.
IKoudon't l know anything about the saw
4 hge history of these mountains, Mr..
Ringbrand," she added, turning her
4 horses head homeward. Nearly
bgery family in the neighborhood is or
Ias been mixed up in some dreadful
v rouble; even our own has not escapfi.'
She did not Offer any further explana-
/ lions as they rode bacl to ''Thc
aurels," and Ringbrand felt instinct
A Nelly that II was matter about which