The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1900-05-25
The World Against Him
By WILL N. HARDEN.
Copyright. 100, by
AN. Kellogg Newspaper Company.
CHAPTFe TTl.-CoNrINrEp.

BE had put all the things back into
the basket, when he noticed for the
first time the awful white look OF Ron
aids face.
why, what's the natter" he asked
Did il hurt you?"
Ronald was slowly rubbing a bleed
ing hruise on the back Of his hand, but
be seemed not to be thinking of H.
He drove against me on purpose" he
said, the words seeming 10 come from
far down in his deliberately
Cd purpose, tell you"
DO you reckon so. ROM
Il know it,"
David gazed at him steadily for a
moment, then he remarked:
TO tell you the truth, Ron, I thought
so myself. You see, / was behind; he
kept the bosses squar in the road til
he passed me, an then i seed I'm pull
like all possessed on the left rein. But
why don't you come on? You know it's
late an the old man fuses when we are
late
Still our hero stood rubbing his hand
and staring in front Of him. When he
finally spoke, his voice quivered and
sounded unnatural.
Il shall never rest till have resent
ed it," he said, as If communing with
himself. Il could not live and take that
of any man alive"
~Oh. come of" said his companion,
You don't really mean you viii take
i'm 10 taw about IT,"
Il certainly mean nothing else"
David laughed. Hen you is differ
ent IN sech things, Ron. Now eff fe,
ler o my own sort gets on the back
o my neck an pulls hair TO blow lis
nose on, 1 politely invite i'm down TO
see which has the most grit, me or
him, an ef q man who amt my equal
"a buck niger for instance-dares to
give me any o mis- lip, jest knock m
down an wash nv hans. but law met
i hain't no han 10 pick difficulties
with the big rich. / never knOwed no.
body 10 do il that didn't come out at
the little end o the horn with their
clothes drug of. A Teller like that
souint-eyed dude will Jest set up in
court an look tired when he elrs
out q case agin you fur assault an
battery, an all the good lawyers in
town viii huddle round him like a
passle o ants round a dead doodle
bug. The court viii have obliged TO
appoint some new beginner TO defend
you an thar you are-the laughin'
stock O. the whole layout No. I'll
take a lot Off'n one O. that sort fore
IN git up a scrap with m"
They were moving on now. and Ron
aid made 10 comment on what his
brother was saying. The fire OF his
augrv heart still burned in his ewes and
his chin was quivering helplessly- That
night he sat only for a moment at the
supper table, and then. unnoticed by
the others, he went up 10 his little room
under the sloping roof and lighted his
lamp. Four or five new magazines lay
unopened on his table, but he did not
look at them.
About ten O'clock. when the house
was still. Dave crept up the rickety
stairs softly. so as not TO disturb his
father. who was a light sleeper, and
was about 10 turn into his own room
when he bethought himself of Ronald,
whose door was slightly ajar.
well, I'll be DANCED. he cried. look
log into the lighted room, and finding
his brother up. -shOrely, you hain't
sfiu frettin' over that business.
wouldn't let little thing ike that
bother me a minute"
Il was just going 10 bed said Ron
ale, looking mp. Il am going now.
Don't worry about me-"
Dave laughed Significantly. and
pointed 10 a revolver which. like pa
Per-weight, rested on a pile Of loose
papers.
I'll bet that pup has got its stom-
a<b full for the first time senee you
bought it five yeer ago. Whewi" The
speaker whistled In low surprise as be
noticed another revolver protrudine
from a newspaper on the table. "Ain't
that my thirty-eight caliber?"
Ronald avoided his glance.
Il got II in your room just now"
Dave stood perfectly still for a mo-
ERrt, a great look Of wonder on his