Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1911-10-24

ImprGSHlCLl prevailed, lut1e luS'F CdSS " IS
going against Yancy, and more than
one face was turned scowlingly on the
fat little Justice.
,,..Can body drap word here?" It
was Uncle Sammys thin voice that
cut into the silence.
"Certainly. Uncle Sammy. This here
cot will always admire to listen to
you"
well, I'D like to say that consider
that Fayetteville cot mighty offlcious
with it's orders. This part Of the coun.
tylwon't take nothin' OF Fayetteville!
We don't interfere with Fayetteville,
and blamed If we'll let Fayetteville
interfere with us!" There was Q
murmur OF approval. Scratch Hill
remembered the rifles in its hands and
took comfort.
"The Fayetteville cot air higher
cot than this, Uncle Sammy" explain
ed the squire indulgently.
"I'm aweer Of that snapped the
patriarch. 1--WE seen hits steeple."
"Air you finished, Uncles Sammy2
asked the squire deferentially.
II low am. But I low that II this
here case is goin' agin Bob Yancy 10
recommend him to 60 home ard not
listen to no mo- foolishness."
"Mr. Yancy will oblige this cot by
setting still while finish this CASE
said the squire with dignity. AS I've
already p'inted out, the question OF
veracity presents itself strongly to the
mind Of this here cot. Mr.. Yancy has
sworn to one thing, Mr.. Blount to an
other. Now the Yancy's air an old
family in these parts; Mr.. Blount's
folks air strangers, but we don't know
nothing agin them"
"And we don't know nothing In their
favor Uncle Sammy interjected.
Dawes grandfather came here from
Virginia about fifty years back and
settled near Scratch Hill"
I'VE never knowed why he left Vir.
ginia or why he came here, 'said Uncle
Sammy, and knowing what local feel
ing was, was sure he had shot q tell
ing bolt.
Dawes father pulled UP and went to
Fayetteville. Nobody ever knowed
why-and I don't remember that he
ever offered any explanation" con-
tinued the squire.
"He didn't-he just left" said Uncle
Sammy.
consequently" pursued the squire.
somewhat vindictively, we amt had
any time in which to form an opinion
OF the Blounts; but for myself, I'm
suspicious of folks that keep movin'
about and who don't seem able to get
located permanent nowheres, who air
here today and away tomorrow. But
you can't say that of the Yancy's They
air an old family in the country. and
naturally this cot feels Obliged to &C.
cept Yancy's word before the word
Of a stranger. And, in view OF tho
fact that the defendant did not seek
but was perfectly satisfied
to let matters rest where they was.
it is right and just that all costs should
fall on the plaintiff
CHAPTER ".
Betty Malroy had ridden into the
squire's yard during the progress OF
the trial and when Yancy and Hanni-
bal came from the house she beckoned
the Scratch Hitler to her. She was
aware that Mr.. Yancy moving along
the line of least Industrial resistance.
might be counted of little worth in
any broad scheme of life. Nat Ferris
had strongly insisted on this point, as
had Judith, who shared her husbands
convictions; consequently, the rumors
of his present difficulty had merely
excited them to adverse criticism,
They had been sure the best thing
that could happen for the boy would
be his removal from Yancy's guardian
ship, but this was not at all her con.
clusion She considered Mr. Bladen
heartless and his course without justi.
fcation, and she regarded Yancys
affection for the boy as in itself con.
stituting benefit that quite outweigh
ed his unprogressive example.
"You aren't going to lose your neph-
ew, are you. Mr.. Yancy?' p she asked
eagerly, when Yancy stood at her side.
mo. ma'am." But his sense Of ella.
ton was plainly tempered by the
knowledge that for him the future held
more than one knotty problem.
II am very glad! / know Hannibal
will be much happier with you than
any one else,'' and she smiled brightly
at the boy, whose sunburned face waa
upturned to hers.
IT think that-a-ways myself, Miss
Betty. but this trial was only for my
hacking Dave Blount, who was trying
to steal my nevvy," explained Yancy.
II hope you smacked him we'll an !
hard!" said the girl, whose mood was
warlike.
q amt got no cause to complain,
thank you," returned Mr.. Yancy pleas
antly.
II rode out to the Hill to say good
by to Hannibal and to you, but they
said you were here and that the trial
was today"
Captain Murrell, with Crenshaw and
the squire, came from the house, and
Murrell's swarthy face lit up at sight
OF the girl. Yancy, sensible of the
gulf that yawned between himself and
what was known as the quality
would have yielded his place, but Bet.
ty detained him.
Are you going away, ma'am?" he
asked with concern.
"Yes-to my home in west Tennes
see" and cloud crossed her smooth
brow.
THAT surely is a right big distance
for you to travel, ma am said Yancy,
his mind opening to this fresh impress
SIGN. II reckon it's rising hundred
villas mr. mo- ha conn1,ld<sd at a von-