The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, 1908-05-08

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murmur I
Ill upon thu
their lives and naz-
nrd of the hills, ought
| 1t right.
We've made f1gnt, whether
we win or lose eVnls S<said DeXtry.
Roy replied, "My is made and
Won" -
What does that n
| "Afy hardest bait nothing to
do with the Midas,pi mines Of An
vii. fought and, 4. d myself"
Awful wet night for philosophy"
the first remarked. "Its az 70 sour on
you like milk in tn frstorm.
S'pose you put overalls an a boots
on some Of them Boston ideas tn lead
'em out where l can look 'em ger an
| find out what they're up to-"
81 mean that | was saw
| met Helen Chester and she
man of me- 1t took sixty d
think she did good job. l
| wild things just as much as eve..
| I've learned that there are duties fel-
low owes to himself and to other peo-
pie, II he'll only stop and think them
| out. I've found out, too. that the right
thing Is usually the hardest to do. Oh,
I've improved a lot"
Gee, but you're popular with your
self. don't see as 1t helps your looks
any. You're as homely as ever-an'
what good does 1t do you, after all?
She'll marry that big guy"
81 know. That's what rankles. for
he's no more worthy Of her than am.
She'll do what's right, however, you
may depend upon that and perhaps
she'll change him the way she did me-
Why, she worked a miracle In my at
titude toward life-my manner
"Oh, your manners are good enough
% they lay" interrupted the other.
"You never did eat with your knife
~ don't believe in harakiri." Glen
lister laughed.
"No, when 1t comes to intimacies
with decorum. you're light on the JOB
along with any Of them easterners. l
watched you close at them Frisco
hotels last winter and. say, you know
as much as a horse. Why, you was
wise to them tablewares and pickle
forks equal to head waiter. and II
give me confidence Just to be with you.
I remember putting milk and sugar IN
nv consomme the first time. 1t was
pale and in a cup and looked like tea.
but not you. No, sir! You savvied
plenty and squeezed lemon Into
yours, to clean your fingers. reckon.
Roy slapped his partners wet back,
for he was buoyant and elated. The
sense of nearing danger pulsed through
him like wine.
THAT wasn't just what meant, but
it goes. Say, If we win back our mine,
We'll hit for New York next, eh"
"No, l don't aim to mingle with no
higher civilization than got In
Frisco. I use that word higher like
It was applied to meat. Not that
wouldn't seem apropos. I'm stylish
enough for Fifth avenue or anywheres.
| but like the west Speakin' Of modes
an STYLES, when l get all lit up In that
gray woosted suit Of mine, guess /
make the jaded sightseers set up an
take notice, eh? Somethin' doin' every
minute In the cranin' Of necks, what?
Nothin' gaudy, but the acme OF neat
ness an form, as the feller said who
sold 1t to me-
Their common peril brought the
friends together again, into that close
bond which had been theirs without
interruption until this recent change
in the younger had led him to choose
paths at variance with the old mans
ideas; and now they spoke, heart to
heart, in the half serious, half jeSting
ways Of old, while beneath each whim-
sical irony was that mutual love ana
understanding which had consecrated
their partnership.
Arriving at the end Of the road, the
vigilantes debouched and went into the
darkness of the canyon behind their
leader, to whom the trails were famii-
lar. He bade them pause finally ara
gave his last instructions.
"They are on the alert, SO you want
to be careful Divide into two parties
and close in from both sides, creeping
as near to the picketS as possible with
out discovery Remember to wait for
| the last blast. When it comes, cut
loose and charge like Sioux. Don't
shoot to kill at first, for they're only
soldiers and under orders, but If they
stand-well, every man must do his
work"
Dextry appealed to the dim figures
| forming the circle.
81 leave it to you, gents, If it amt
better for me to go inside than for
the boy. I've had more experience
! with giant poyder, an I'm SO blamed
used I'D an near gone it wouldn't hurt
IL they did get me, while he's right in