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

SO. But you see my home Is not here.
She turned to Yancy, $50 1t 10 settled
that he is to remain with you?' s.
mot exactly, Miss Betty. You Sec
there's an order from the Fayettoville
cot TO- me to give him up to this man
Baden
"But Uncle Bob says" began Han
nibal. who considered his Uncle Bob's
remarks on this point worth quoting.
Never mind what yo' Uncle Bob
said" interrupted Yancy hastily.
"Oh, Mr., Yancy, you are not going
to surrender him-no matter what the
courts, says!" cried Betty. The ex-
preston on Yancy's face was 30 grim
and determined on the instant with
the latent fire that was In him flashing
from his eyes that she added quickly.
you know the law Is for you as we'll
as for Mr.. Baden" aa
II reckon I4won't bother the law
none" responded Yancy briefly. Me
and my nevvy will so back to Scratch
Hill and there won't be no trouble 30
Fayetteville folks want to keep
away The fierce light slowly died
out of his eyes. It'll be all right.
ma'am, and It's mighty good and kind
of you TO- to feel the way you do. I'm
obliged to you."
But Betty was by no means sure OF
the outcome Yancy seemed to predict
with such confidence. Unless Bladen
abandoned his purpose which he was
not likely to do, q tragedy was clearly
pending for Scratch Hill. She saw the
boy left friendless. she saw Yancy the
victim OF his own primitive concep.
ton OF Justice. Therefore she said:
II wonder you don't leave the Hill.
Mr.. Yancy. You could 30 easily go
where Mr.. Baden would never find
you Haven't you thought OF this?"
THAT are q pint" agreed Yancy
slowly. Might ask what parts you'd
specially recommend p" lifting his
grave eyes to hers.
Tt would really be the sensible
thing to dol! said Betty. II am sure
you would like West Tennessee they
say you are q great hunter" Yancy
smiled almost guiltiily.
II like little spot now and then
yes, ma'am, do hunt some, he adj
nitted. III
''Miss Betty. Uncle Bob's the best
shot We got! You ought to see him
shoot" said Hannibal.
"Mr. Yancy, IL you should cross the
mountains, remember live near Mem
phis, Belle Plain is the name of the
plantation Its not hard to find; Just
don't forget-Belle Plain
Il won't forget, and mebby you will
see us there one of these days. Sho'
I've seen mighty little OF the world
about as far as q dog can trot in q
! couple OF hours!''
Just think what II will mean to
Hannibal IL you become involved fur
Their with Mr. Bladen." Betty spoke
earnestly, bending toward him, and
Yancy understood the meaning that
lay back Of her words.
I've thought Of that. too,,'' the
Scratch Hitler answered seriously.
Betty glanced toward the squire and
Mr.. Crenshaw. They were standing
near the bars that gave entrance to
the lane. Murrell had left them and
WAS walking briskly down the road
howard CrenshaW's store where his
horse was tied. She bent down and
gave Yancy her slim white hand.
i "Good-by, Mr.. Yancy-lift Hannibal
SO that can kiss hint" Yancy swung
the child aloft. II think you are such
nice little boy, Hannibal--you mustn't
forget mel" And touching her horse
lightly with the whip she rode away
at a gallop.
"She sho'ly is q LADY," said Yancy,
staring after her. And We mustn't
forget Memphis or Belle Plain. Newly"
Crenshaw and the squire approach.
ed
Bob said the merchant, 'Bladen's
going to have the boy--but he made
q mistake in putting this business In
the hands OF fool like Dave Blount.
reckon he knows that now"
Ito be Continued.)