The Montgomery tribune. (Montgomery City, Mo.) 1892-1910, 1901-12-27
Sells Sacrifice
in Home pun
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1898 Sa&fsaa SssiasSi aS,aa
Copyrighted by Dsry st.y Put. Coz

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The young mau stood leaning upon
bis mulzlr.londing rife. with his wide
hat pushed hack. Hi white forehead
was wrinklcd and there was n pain In
his eyes. Around him rose the
Scared prccipiious cliffs OF the Cum
bertrand mountains OF southern Ten
nrssce. lie was OF the angular. ne
tive mountaincer iype. sun.browncd
and muscular. bir-fuoted aud big
handed, ~nbstemious. religious aud
fierce.
Two hundred feet below him
stretched u narrow. smiling valley, or
cove He was u "Coyitc.' So was
the girl with him. She sat on n rock
near him and her blu. calico sun.bon.
net was thrown cnrrlcssly upon the
ground. Down her plump shoulders
cell masses of tnwny hair. In her
checks the red blood flowed andebbrd.
In one moment she was florid. In the
next smoothly pale. Her brown eyes
glanced NJ the man furtively now aud
then, hut mostly they were turHcd to
the rocky ground. They had been
lovers for three years. these two.
Their marriage had becn delayed until
the man WIS able Ia stock q small
farm that had come to him from his
father. lie had done 80 aud the we'd
ding day had been set. Then the
trouble came.
Them agints hey bin mos boda-
/ .lussAIs Ap..uf..f Rn.sVs h.ul o.. .....s..
a week." he said IN reference to the
government revenue men. "rhcy's
three On 'cm an they en- git 'uough
help ter patch he'll "a mile In Tracy
City. ] nachully knows they mean Ter
To make a raid right away. Now.
what We uns goin' ter do? rhet gifts
me-"
The girl shifted uncasily upon the
rock, clnsped aud unclnspcd her fin.
gers and then looked nj him squarrly.
"you amt got nothin' ter do with
II. Bill," she q, nnNiously. "lt's dads
stlll. IknoV. they'd ketch him some.
time. You en- stan out In tn ynhd
an smell tn stun a-cookin'. Don't
20 nn' git inter no fgh, bout IL. We
uns has waited u long time"
"as-." he answered slowly, 'but
he's yo' dad. He's a mighty Of man
ter he locked up. An you mammy's
oil, too. We uns JUS couldn't he
peaceful, with him In tn pcn'tcn-
shyry. 'raln't no use ter think bout
fight. It's a one-man still. an folks
roun' hyah amt goin' ter git shot M
ter keep oil Anse out'n trouble. Tn
orf'ccrs IL sho' comm ter-night. IN
be ter yo' place, but what good I'm
goin' ter do the Lord Go(sHe only
knows. II gifts me-"
/ They walked down the pcrilous de.
cli,ity with free assured strides
Young Carr did not extend to the girl
n helping hand. She did not need IL
Born amid the mountains, her tread
WAS the tread OF the wild goat. light
and sure. They entered the door of a
o~nc-storied. three-roomcd log house
set with its back against a small
precipicr. In the bare front yard un,
calmly chickens scratched aud clucked
There were no flowers about thi,
, house, nor any green sod, though II
was spring time and the scent Of
wild flowers VAS strong on tn,
I breeze. In the kitchen n woman, vel
low and careworn. was preparing din
ner, for II was nearly Don Old Ans,
Grisom, proprietor, was not to b,
seen. The woman smiled souriy.
"Bin sparkin' all mornin'?" sh,
I asked, with heavy play~fulness. "Itr
he n big load of'n my min when yo,
uns gifts hitchcd, s%'manthy,"
The girl did not answer, but busie,
= herself In making the table ready
Carr placed his gun in n corner, sa
down and said:
"It1l he n big load of'n our Minis
TOO. nanny. but ! dunno when H.
coin' ter be lifted. Tn agints is com
in. sho'."
The old woman slammed the stow
door vigorously, as she replied. witt
some n%sperhy;
swell, they bin hyah befo' an the
went again. They amt foun' moth
iu'."
"This hyah time Carr said, grave
ly. "they know som'p'n. Thet's wha
n man tibet knows one on 'em toll m,
] reckon he's right"
Old Anse, huge and gnunt, with re
hair and beard liberaily sprinkle
with white. entered through q rea