Owingsville outlook. [volume] (Owingsville, Ky.) 1879-192?, 1896-07-30

my han shake that thar time. Ididn't
aim to break his arm"
81 s'pect hits sort o. lucky We didn't
aim no better" replied Jed. THAR was
n heap o talk about gettin' We for what
ye did do
The talk was Interrupted ny their
arrival at the farmhouse in the cove,
but il was resumed again at the supper
table which julie and Bud were told OF
The Threatened resumption of work in
the McNabb tunnel.
That's some more a. Latimcr's do
ms, We can Jest chalk that up ph the
doI" exclaimed thu Numnn, Sndictivc-
ly. "Tharll new he no peace for VIC.
all 5 long as thar's AIRY one of en- left!"
"Bhar's like To We one more of 'cm
fore they's any less, | RECKON" said
JEFF, making a harpoon of his fork and
spearihE another corn pouc from the
dish on the other side of the table.
"llow dye make that out2" inquired
Bud.
81 done saw q young Teller n-ridin'
round with the colonel this cvenin',
an when asked Jim Dobles bout him
he said he was mighty thick with the
Latimcrs lowed maybe he's a-shinin'
up to the gal"
IL didn't see him." said jed. "What
for kind q lookin' fcllcr wns hep"
sort o bigCity-lookin'. like hu
mouGht We jest got out of ban'-box;
has a middlin' heavy musstachc. an
wears his beard whitfield down to n
pint. That's about all notice. 'ccptin'
that he looks at We mighty hard, sort o.
like a catfish. Seem like done met up
with him somewhars afore, but cayn't
ric'lcct when + whar."
CITY Teller, | reckon" said jed, with
contempt in his tone.
"Oh. sure; don't believe he ever did II
lick o. work in his life; don't look as {
he ever did, nohow."
II don't see what a gal like Hester
Latimer lows to find in Teller O. that
sort" said Jed. passing his cup for more
coffee.
What do you-all know bout Hester
Iatimer's likes an dislikes?" demand
ell his sister, pausing with the cup AMI
coffce-pot suspended.
~ good deal less N nothin', s'posc;
but I've got eyes. an reckon can use
'cm samc's anybody"
well. don't We go an forgit that they
amt no Sleeps eyes" retorted julie, an
grily. You amt got no call to be th'ow-
in 'em round at anybody that's kin to
the Latimcr tribe"
4 rnvcnous silence followed this re-
mark, and when Bud left the table he
said to JEFF: Want &c pee We bime-Ey:
come outside when We get thee"
JEFF lighted his pipe a moa-est later
and followed his younger brother 20 the
barn. What was We wantin', Buddy?"
he asked.
Bout that thar city feller-don't
We reckon veal could give him a sort
of scare that a run him back whar he
come FROM"
81 dunno. Why?"
"0h, jest rcckoned hit d be better.
II veal ever do what We was talkin
bout n spell back, hit'll be some easier
IL they amt so many of EN-"
YOU'RE plum right about that; but
then thar amt nothin' shore bout what
Jim Dobles was a-sayin; he only lowed
maybe that's what was a-goin' on"
''rhat don't make no difference. no.
how" argued Bud. "If he's got any
fight in him, he'll stand up for his
frien's. an IL we can run him out fore
han we're lest that much ahead.
You're plum shore he amt q revenuer?'
"0h, / reckon not; from what could
pick up down at the settlement, lowed
he's some Teller that Tom Ludlow d
knowcd back in the north; he's a-stop-
PIN at Ludlow's now. Talkip' about
revenuers, though, hit moughtn't be-
SIGH had idee to let on like the boys
done took him for one; hit d sort o
make the scare come more natehel
like"
The brothers smoked in silence for n
few moments. and then began TO dis,
cuss plan suggested by the younger
While they talked the stars came on;
one by one and the shadows deepened
in the cove until they lay black AMI
brooding over the thickets on the side
Of the mountain. With the drawing
Of the curtain of darkness the noise
of the night hcgap-the drone of tn,
jar fly passing with the fading ligh,
into the chirping of the cricket and tn,
shrill song of the trec-toads. Thread.
ing the irregular voices of nature will
the measured pulse of human effort.
the rhythmic beat of the blowing en-
gines Ht the Trcgarthen furnace Vi.
bratcd upon the still air; and at inter
walls n dull red glare appearing above
the shoulder of the mountain an
nounccd the feeding time of the fiery
monster of the valley.
The brothers talked on in low tones.
I'ausing only once, when n shadow
passed the door-yard and glided toward
the forest.
"Who's that?" queried JEFF, peerinC
intently into the darkness.
Hits only Jed, | reckon" was the
reply.
"whar's he goin' at this time O.
night?"
II dunno: goin' TO soak his haid in
the creek. maybe. Imore n half believe,
sometimes. that he's gettin' foolish
bout the Latimer gal; he new did have
much sense, nohow. But, as l was
a-sayin'-" And the talk dropped
back into the channel from which Jed's
appearance had diverted it.
The two men sat on log behind the
barn, facing the cliff at the head of the
cove. Had they been gifted with the
visual powers of the owl which hooted
dismally from the top of blasted oak
standing in the adjacent corn-field,
they might have discerned, half an hour
later, a black speck zigzagging up the
bace of the apparently inaccessible
cliff. 1t was Jed, and when he reached
the summit just under the shadow of
the tree that years before had borne
such CHASTITY fruit, he turned his face
southwark and walked rapidly toward
THE Laurels."
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