Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1909-11-09

rough trail that led devious course
over the hills. At their head rode the
guide of the exDedition--a long silent
man on a mule. GrisWold and Haber-
sham followed Immediately behind him
on horseback. Their plans had been
carefully arranged before they left
their rendezvous, and save for an oc-
casional brief interchange between the
prosecuting attorney and the COVER
nor's special representative, the party
| logged on in silence. Understands re-
Icruits were, it may be said, farmers of
the border, who had awaited for years
Just such an opportunity as now offer
ed to avenge themselves upon the
insolent Appleweights. Nearly every
man of the party had some private
score to settle, but they had all been
sworn as special constables and were
sobered by the knowledge that the
power of the state of South Carolina
was back of them.
Thus, at the very hour that Mr.. Ard
more and his lieutenants rode away
from the lonely anchorage of the ca
boose, Professor Griswold and his
cavalcade set out for Mount Nebo
church. While the master of Ardsley
was revenging himself upon he Duke
OF Baliywinkle, his dearest friend,
against whom he had closed the doors
OF his house, was losing no time in set
ting forth upon mission which. ii
successful, would seriously interfere
with all Mr.. Ardmore's hopes and
plans. Ardmore's scarlet fever tele-
gram no longer ranked in the breast
OF the associate professor of admiralty
OF the University of Virginia, for Girls
void knew that no matter wha: might
be the outcome of his effc-t to uphold
the dignity of the sovereign state of
South Carolina, his participation in
any such adventure would so cover his
friend with envy that he would have
him forever at his mercy. Thomas
Ardsley deserved punishment-there
was no doubt of that, and as Professor
Griswold was not more or less than a
human being, he took comfort of the
reflection
The guide of the expedition pushed
his mule forward at a fast walk, MAX
ing no excuses to Griswold and Hab-
ersham for the roughness of the trails
he chose, nor troubling to give warn
ing of sharp turns where horse. being
less wise than mule, tobosganed
madly before finding foothold. Oc-
casionally low hanging limb switch
ed the associate professor sharply
across the face, but his temper con-
tlnued serene where the trail was
darkest and steepest, and he found
himself ignoring Understands occas-
lonal polite questions about the uni
Versity in his effort to summon up in
memory certain ways of Barbara Os-
borne which baffled him. He deplor-
ed the time he had given to the study
or stupid profession like tho law,
when, if he had applied himself with
equal diligence to poetry, he might
have made himself a place at least as
high in belles-lettres. In his college
days he had sometimes thrummed a
guitar, and there was little song in
his heart, half formed, and with only
line or two as yet tangible, which he
felt sure he could write down on pa
per if it were not that the bugles
summoned him to war; it was song
OF white rose which lover wore in
his heart, through winter and sum-
mer, and it never changed, and the
fight of the seasons had no manner
of effect on it.
Check up, CANT you?" snarled the
man on the mule, laying hold of Girls
wold's rein; and thus halted, Griswold
found that they had been circling
round curiously symmetrical, thickly
wooded hill, and had finally come to a
clearing whence they were able to
gaze far off toward the north.
I'VE are almost out of bounds
said Habersham, pointing. "Over there
somewhere. across the hills, lies North
Carolina. am as thoroughly lost as