Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1909-11-02

from the hills. Ardmore had rarely in
his life been abroad SO early, and he
kicked the dew from the grass in the
cheerfullest spirit imaginable. Within
few days he had reared a pyramid
of noble resolutions. Life at last en-
tertained him. The way of men of &C
tion had been as fabulous to him as
the dew that now twinkled before him.
Griswold knew books, but here at his
side strobe man who knew far more
amazing things than were written in
any book Cooke had not been in this
region for seven years, and yet he
never hesitated, but walked steadily
on. following the little brook. Present
ly he bent over the bank and gathered
up brownish substance that f1oated
on the water, lifted little of it in
his paine and shifted it.
THAT" said Cooke, holding it to
Ardmore's nose, lis corn mash. That's
what they make their liquor out of.
The still is probably away UP there on
| thai hillside. 1t seems to me that we
smashed one there once when I was
in the service; and over there. about a
mile beyond that pine tree, where you
see the hawk circling, three of us got
into mix-up, and one of our boys was
killed"
He crossed the stream on log,
climbed the bank on the opposite
shore. and scanned the near landscape
fora few minutes. Then he pointed to
an old stump over which vines had
grown in wild profusion.
eff you will walk to that stump, Mr..
Ardmore. and feel under the vines on
the right-hand side. your fingers will
very likely touch something smooth
and COOL
Ardmore obeyed instructions. He
thrust his han1 into the stump as
Cooke directed, thrust again little
deeper and laughed aloud as he drew
out little brown jug.
| Cooke nodded approvingly.
"We're all right The revenue men
come in here occasionally and smash
/ the stills and arrest a few men, but
the little brown jug continues to do
business at the old stand. They don't
even change the hiding places And
while we stand here you may be pref
tv sure that freckle-faced, tow-head
ed boy or girl is watching us off yon.
de-. and that the word will pass all
through the hills before noon that
| there are strangers abroad in old Dill
well. If you have dollar handy. slip
it under the stump, so they'll know
we're not stingy."
Ardmore was scrutinizing the jug
critically
They're all alike" said Cooke, "bui
that piece of calico is a new one
+. Just a fancy touch for an extra fine
article of liquor"
"I'll be shot if haven't seen thai
calico before" said Ardmore. and he
sat down on boulder and drew out
the stopper, while Cooke watched hin
with interest.
The hit of Irvine was indutiably the
same that he had unwound in hi:
room at the Guilford House, and the
cob parted in his fingers exactly as
4 before On a piece of brown paper thai
had been pars of tobacco wrapper
YVES schawled:
This amt yore fight. Mr.. Ardmore
Wher's the guxnor of North Caro-
/ lina2
That's a new one on me-" laughed
thing. Mind-reading isn't in it will
l. lltCli. L HSs huOW VIII VIC al q illt
what we have come for What's thu
point about the governor?'
( ooh the governors all right" re
piled Ardmore, earelessly. H
7. wouldn't bother his head about littl
matter like this. The powers reserved
to the states by the constitution Civ
a governor plenty Of work without act
ing as policemen of the jungle. That
the reason I said to Governor Danger
field. Governor I said, don't worr,
about this Appleweight business. Tim
is heavy on my hands I said. 'Yo
} stay in Raleigh and uphold the dignit
, of your office and l will take care o
the trouble in Dilwell And you can
} understand, Cooke, how his fac
frightened at my words. Being tn
brave man he is, you would natural
expect him to come down here in pei
son and seize these scoundrels wit
his own hands. ! had the hardest tim
of my life to get him to stay at hons