The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1904-07-03
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BOB, SON OF BATTLE,
By ALFRED oLLIvANT
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i speed his sober gait; belied. rho two
raced bacl, together into the yard 3s.El
IA Poor lad!' said 4 SAINT gloomlly, re-
garding the newcomer. 81,
Poor i,earti" inuttered Tanras.
While the Masters face softened visibly.
Yet there looked little to pity III this
Jolly, rollicklng lad with the tousle OF
i light hair and fresh rosy countenance.
i Grornin', Mister Moore hfornn,
Tammasl Morn't1 SAINT 1.-The painted MS
he passed and ran on through tho hay
curpeted yard. round the corner OF the
stable, and into the house. 58a
In the Kitchen q long room wit i red
i tiled floor and flatticed windows q wo-
mar, wiite-aproned and ral-faced. was
4 bustllng abo,it her morning business. 10
/ her skirts clurg q sturdy. barc-legEed
| boy; while at the oak table in the CEN
ire Of the room n girl with brown eyes
and strag glingshair was seated before a
basin OF bread innd milk.
S 80 yo've COON at last, David the
/ woman cried, & as the boy entered and.
| bending, greeted him with a. tender,
1notterly| salutation, which no returned a.
affcctionately. q ~ welly thowt syo'd for-
! got us this mornin'. Moo sit yo doom
\ beside cor Maggie,5 And soon he. too
was enga ged In d task twin to the
\ girls. 81 Il 1,
The two children munched away in 81
lence, tho title l,are-le gged boy watching
Them the willie, critically. 1rritated by
this prolonged stare, David at length
turned on him
8''trWeei, littleiAndrew." he said. speak
/ ing In that paternal fashion In which
\ one small boy loves to address another
"yyeel, ma little lad yo'm coomin along
\ gradely.'' He leant back Ii, his chair
i the better to crlticise his subject But
4 Andrew, like all the Moores, slow OF
speech preserved a stolld silence, suck
Ing a chubby thumb and regarding his
patron a houghtscynically!
David resented the expression on the
/ boys coull tenance and half rose to his
1 feet II Fl.
rs "Yo' put another face on 70. A An
4 Moore."she cried threa teningly. "or I'll
4 put 1T for 3yo'.'' AZ y & "
Maggie, however interposcd opportune-
a"Did yo' feyther beat go last night?"
4 shernquired In low voice; and there
was n shade OF anxiety in the soft brown
eyes.
/ Nay the boy answered: The was
4 a-goin' to. but he never did. Drunk
i he added In explanation. IN HI 88s
4 what was he goin to beat 20 for.
| David q" asked Mrs. Moore.
y What for? Why. for the fun o't-to
+ see me squiggle," the boy replied, and
E5laughed bitterly.
.Yo' shouldna speak SO O. your dad.
! David, reproyed the other as severely
as was in herSnature.
Dad! a flne dad I'd dad him an Id
! the chance" the boy muttered beneath
his breath. Then. to turn the convcrsa-
4 ton: ji
"Iis should be startin'. Maggie he
| said, and going to the door. Bob! OVID
4 Bob, lad! Art coomln' along?" he call
| ed.
/ The gray dog came springing up like
! an antelope, and the three started OF
for school together. Nj fs j3 A
/ Mrs. Moore stood the doorway. hold
Z, ing Andrew BY the hand, and watched
the departing trio.
tts"ris a pretty pair. Master. surely"
she said softly to her husband. who came
1 up Mt the moment,
Jay. he'll be a fine lad II his feyther'll
let him. the tall man answered.
otis a shame Mr.. Madam should
| lead him such a lifc.'' the woman con-
4 tlnued indignantly She laid n hand on
her husbands arm, and looked UP at him
/ coaxingy.
Gould yo' not say summat TO I'M
| Master. think 'ce7 Happen he'd tend to
i you,' she pleaded. For Mrs Moore
| imagine that there could be no one.
/ Moore. Master OF Kenmur. might say to
him Hes not a bad I'm al bottom.
1 do believe" she continued TIC never
! took on so till his missus died. Eth, but
he was main fond O. her.
Her husband shook his head.
i Nay mother he said. rwouid
| mob but max 1t worse for t lad.
4 1tekor - F,,r mn al
4 mo-" And. Indeed, he was right; for
1 thestenant OF the Grange made no secret
7 OF hissnnimosity for his straight-going,
| Notwithstanding neghbor.
OVID Bob. IN the mean time, had escort
led the children to the larch-copse bor-
| dering on the lane which leads to the
village, Nov he crcpt stenlthly back to
llthe ward and established himself behind
! tho water butt.
/ How he played aud how he laughed;
! how he leased old NWl,ltecap TIL that
] gray gander all but expired OF apople&S
and impotence: how he ran the roam bulk
! calf, and aroused tho bitter wrath OF a
1 portly SOW, mother Of many, is OF no
faccount
misunderstanding, a stern voice arrested
iShim.
| yo%letters.
y So the business of life began for that
dog of whom the simple farmerlfolk OF
| the Daleland still love to talk-Bob. son
Of Battle. last Of the Gray Dogs OF Ken
muir
CHAPTER II.
a SON or HAGAR
1t is a lonely country. that about the
| Wastrel-dale. ~ y 5i,8
tParson Leggy Hornbut will tell Won
that his is the smallest church IN the
biggest parish north of the Derwent and
| that: his cure numbers more square niles
: than parIshoners. OF fclls and ghylls
1t consists of bccks and lakes; with here
a scattered hamlet and there a solitary
hill sheep-farm y 1t Is a country IN winch
sheep are paramount; and every other
Dalesman is engaged In that profession
I u,I,ioI, DO nc old NO Abe1! And the talk