Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1911-11-11

demanded Betty severely. && f
He looked. at her with great sweet
ness of expression.
''I didn't advise that boat for speed,
only for safety. Betty, doesn't 1t mean
anything to you that | love you? l
admit that I wish it had been twice as
slow!" he added reflectively, as an
after-thought. He looked at her
steadily, and Betty's dark lashes
dropped as the color mounted to her
face. wa
II DON'T" she said quickly. She
rose from her chair, and Darlington
followed her example with 1.-the
movement that bespoke muscles In
good training. She led the way
through the wide hall and out to the
porch. Sc.
'''Now l am going to show you all
over the place." she announced reso-
lutely. She stood on the top step,
looking of into the flaming west where
the sun rode low in the heavens. isn't
it lovely, Mr.. Carrington-isn't it beau
tiful?" H-- -
Every beautiful" Carrington's
glance was fixed on her face.
IF you don't care to see Belle
Plain" began Betty, rather indignant
ly.
mo, l don't, Betty. This is enough
for me. I'll come for that some. other
time ii you'll be good enough to let
me?"
Then you expect to remain in the
neighborhood?" r.
"I've given up the rivtr, and I'm 60
ing to get hold of some land"
."Land?' said Betty, with a rising
infection.
Eyes, land" .. .,n-
II thought you We're river man." .,
I'm a river man no longer. I am
going to be a planter now. But I'll
tell you why, and all about some 9TH
err day" Then he held out his hand.
"Good-by," he added. ,
Are you going-good-by, Mr.. Car
rington," and Betty's fingers tingled
with his masterful clasp long after he
had gone.
Darlington sauntered slowly down
the path to the highroad.
"She didn't ask me to come back
An oversight he told himself cheer
fully.
Just beyond the gates he met the
same young fellow he had seen at New
Madrid. Norton nodded good natur-
eddy as he passed, and Darlington,
glancing back, saw that he turned in
at Belle Plain. He shrugged his
shoulders, and went on his way not
rejoicing.
CHAPTER XIV.
The judges faith in the reasonable
ness of mankind having received a
staggering blow, there began some
what furtive existence for himself. for
Solomon Mahaffy. and for the, boy.
They kept to little frequented byways.
and usually 1t was the early hours OF
morning, or the cool Of late after
moons when they took the road.
The heat of silent middays found
them Longing beside shady pools.
where the ripple Of fretted waters fill
ed the pauses in their talk. 1t was
then that the judge and Mahaffy ex-
changed views on literature and poll
tics, on the public debt and politics, on
canals and national roads and more
politics. They could and did honestly
dtfer at great length and with un-
tagging energy on these vital topics.
far apart mentally as they were close
together morally.
Mahaffy, morose and embittered, re-
unmixed hardship. The Judge entered
upon it with infinite zest. He display
ed astonishing adaptability, while he
brought all the resources of a calm
and modest knowledge to bear on the
vexed problem of procuring susten-
ance for himself and for his two COM
panions. 80
ITO an old campaigner like me, moth
IL IN oil 0h II
holiday, coming as it does on the
heels of grinding professional activ-.
ity," he observed to Mahaffy. This
is the way our first parents lived
close to nature. in touch with her
gracious beneflcence! Sir, this 'ex-
perience Is singularly refreshing after
twenty years OF Shaving at the desk.
II any man can grasp the possibilities
Of likely looking truck patch at a
glance am that man, and as for get
ting around in the dark and keeping
the lay of the land-well, l suppose
it's my military training. Jackson al.
ways placed the highest value on such
data as l furnished him. He leaned
on me more than any other man, Sol
ONION"
'I've heard he stood up pretty
judges abandoned conduct distressed
him not a little, but his circumstances
bad been in vain.
'T' consider that when society sub
jected me to the indignity of arrest,
was relieved of all responsibility.
Injustice must bear it's own fruit the
Judge had answered him sternly
His beginnings had been modest
enough; few ears of corn, few hills
of potatoes, and the like, had satisfied
him; then one night he appeared i'll
camp with two streaks of scarlet down
the side OF his face.
Are you hurt. Price?" demanded
Mahaffy, betraying an anxiety of which
he was instantly ashamed. ",'
Let me relieve your apprehension,
Solomon; it's only trickle Of stewed
fruit. I folded couple of pies and
put them in the crown of my hat" ex-
planned the Judge.
you mean you've been in some
body's spring house?" t..
ut was unlocked, Solomon. This
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