Richmond planet. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1883-1938, 1904-02-20

80 ~ gu ohNts hAS OOOhS Tau DSbC re-
purchased and be had become the re.
portoria! stat of the Carlow County
Herald: also he was TO write various
treatises for the paper For the FRS:
few evenings when be started home
from the Office his chief walked With
him. chatting cheerfully. until they
had passed the Palace bar. But Fis
bees redemption was complete
The editor Of the Herald kept stead
lily at his work. arH as time went on
the bitterness bis predecessors swindie
bad left IN him passed away. But. bis
loneliness aud seuse OF, defeat grew
and 7deepen~lse When The vistas OF the
world had opened 10 his first youth he
had not thought to spend his life in
such place as Plattvilie, but he found
himself doing il, aud it was 10 great
happiness to him that the Hon. Hedge
Holloway of Amo. whom the Herald's
opposition TO Mcclure had sent to
Washington. me TO depend on his in
nuence Tor denomination, nor did the
realization that the editor of the Car
lnw County Herald had come to be
McCune's successor as political dicta-
feet upon the young man. The years
orifted very slowly, and to him it seem
ed that they went by while he stood far
aside and could not even see them
move. He did not consider the life he
led an exciting one, but the other citi-
zens Of Carlow did when he undertook
war against the White Caps. deni-
zens of Six Crossroads, seven miles
west Of Plattville. The natives were
much more afraid of the White Cans
than he was. They knew more about
them and understood them better than
be did.
There was no thought Of the people
or the Crossroads in his mind as he sat
on the snake fence staring at the little
smoky shadow dance on the white road
In the June sunshine. On the contrary.
he was occupied with the realization
that there had been a man In his class
at college whose ambition needed no
restraint, his promise was SO great-in
the strong belief OF the university, a be-
lief he could not help knowing-and
that seven years to day from his com.
mencement this man was sitting on a
fence rail in Indiana.
Down the pike buggy came creak.
Ing toward him. gray with dust. Old
and frayed like the fat, shaggy gray
mare that drew 1t, her unchecked do
spoDdent head lowering before her
whlle her incongruous tail waved in.
cessantly, like the banner of a storming
party. The editor did not hear the
hop of the mares boots nor the sound
or the wheels, SO deep was his rev.
erie. till the vehicle was nearly opno.
site him. Tie rel faced and persrir-
Ing driver drew rein. and tie journal.
list looked up and waved lobg white
hand to him in greeting.
"Howdy' do, Mr.. Harklessp" called
the man In the buggy "Soakln' in the
weather." He spoke in shouts, though
neither was hard of hearing.
Yes. just soaking" answered IJark-
less IT'S such gypsy day. How is
MIR. BowlderT'
I'm givin' good satisfaction, thank
you, and all at home, She's i'm town."
Give Mrs. Bowlder my regards"
said the Journalist. compromising the
symbolism. How Is Hartley?"
The farmers honest face shaded over
for second. He's ben steady ever
sence the night you brought him home
six weeks straight. I'm kind of both
ered about tomorrow-be wants to come
In for show day, and seems if hadn't
any cal! tn say no. | reckon he'll have
10 take bis chance-and us too. Seems
more ike we'd have to let him. long rs
we got him not TO come in last night
for Hedge Halloways lecture at the
courthouse. Say. how'd that lecture
strike YOU? You give Hedge q mighty
me send-on TO the audience In your in
PRODUCTION, but | noticed you spoke %
him as "A thinker without sayin' what
kind. l didn't know you was as Gnu.
tious man as that! or course know
Hedge is honest
Harkless sighed. "oh, he's the best
we've got. Bowlder."
Yes, presume so, but Mr.. Bowl
ner broke off suddenly as his eyes
opened in surprise. and be exclaimed:
Law. I'd never OF expected to see yon
actin here today! Why amt you out
at Judge Briscoe's" This speech seem
ed TO be intended with some humor for
Bowlder accompanied it with the loud
laughter Of sylvan timidity risking
joke.
"Why? What's going on at the
judge'S?"
Coin on! Didn't you see that
strange lady at the lecture with Minnie
Briscoe and the judge and old Fisbee?'
I'm afraid not. Bowlder."
They couldn't talk about anything
else at the postoffice this Enoruin' and
at Tom Martins, She come yesterday
On the afternoon accommodation. You
ought TO know ali about II because
when Minnie and her father went 10
the deepoe they had old Fisbee with
'em. and when the blackboard come
through town ne was settin' on the
back seat with her. That's what stir
REQ the town up go. Nobody could fig
ger II out any way. and nobody got
much of a good look at her then except
Judd Bennett. He said she had kind OF
q Dew look 10 her. That's all any OF
'em could git out of Judd. he was in a
sort OF dreamy state. But Mildly Up
ton You know Mildly? She works out