The Detroit times., 1911-10-09

the old generals
Crenshaw sat before the fat-topped
mahogany desk with several account
books before him. Bladen stood by
the window.
Il suppose you will buy In the prop
crty when Il comes Up for sale?" the
latter was saying.
Crenshaw nodded.
He lived entirely alone. saw no
one. I understand" said Bladen.
"Alone with his two or three old
elaves-yes, sir. He wouldn't even
6oe me-"
There was brief pause, then Cren-
&haw spoke again. Il reckon, sir, II
tou know anything about the old gen
Remains private affairs you don't feel
20 call to speak on that point?" he
8bseffeA.
rAll know e this: General Quin-
(ard was q conspicuous man In these
parts nifty years ago; he married a
Beaufort"
so he did," said Crenshaw, and
there was one child, daughter; she
married a South Carolinian by the
hame of Turberville. Great folks,
those Turbervfi1es, rolling rich"
And what became OF the daughter
Who married Turberville?'
.Died years ago." said Crenshaw.
They were interrupted by a knock
n the door
Come In" said Crenshaw. The
door opened and small boy entered
The room dragging after him long
rife. Suddenly overcome by a shy
ness he paused on the threshold TO
ttare with round, wondering eyes at
The two men. We'll, sonny, what do
You want" asked Mr.. Crenshaw In
[ulgently.
Please, sir, | want this here old
$po'tin' rifle. said the child.
III reckon you may keep it--at least
I've no objection" Crenshaw glanced
n Bladen.
oh, by all means" said the latter.
Spasms OF delight shook the small
1Eure; with a murmur that was
meant for thanks he backed from the
room, closing the door. Bladen glanc-
cd inquiringly at Crenshaw.
You want to know about him, sirf
Well, that's Hannibal Wayne Hazard.
But who Hannibal Wayne Hazard is--
just walt a minute, sir"-and quitting
his chair Mr. Crenshhw hurried from
the room to Eeturn almost immediate
~ with a tail countryman. mr..
bladen, this is Bob Yancy. Bob, the
gentleman wants to hear about the
woman and the child: that's your
Story
~Howdy, sir" said Mr.. Yancy. He
appeared TO meditate on the mental
enort that was required OF him.
'it was four years ago come next
Ihristmas," said Crenshaw.
Old Christmas corrected Mr..
1ancy. The evening befo'. IL was.
and I'D gone to Fayetteville to get
my Christmas fixin's. Just at sun
down hooked up that blind mule OF
mine TO the cart and started TO- home.
A mile out Of town | heard some one
eIoshing through the rain after me-
pulled up and waited. and then
made out II was a woman. She spoke
when she was alongside the cart and
says, Can you drive me on to the
BnronyT When | go down 20 help
her into the cart 7 saw she was tot
Ing a child In her arms. Well, sir,
she hardly spoke until we came TO the
red gate. when she says. Stop. n you
Dleasc: I'll walk the rest OF the way.
Tho last seen OF her she was hur-
rEing through the rain toting the child
IN her arms ...
Mr. Crenshaw took up the uarra-
tive.
when morning como she was
gone, but the child done stayed be-
hind I've heard Aunt Alsidia tell as
how the old general said that morn.
ing. pale and shaking Nke, You'll
md q boy asleep In tire red room;
he's 70 be fed and cared 70, but keep
LIN out OF my sight. Ills name is
Hannibal Wayne Hazard That is
1Il the general ever SAID on the mat
. The old general was borne acroso
#hat Ind once been the west lawn
|o his resting-place In the neglected
acre whore the dead and gone Of his
|ace lay, and the record of the family
HAS complete, as far az any man
new. Then Crenshaw, assisted by
Dob Yancy, proceeded to secure the
.reat house against intrusion.
They passed from room 10 room se-
<1fing doors and windows, and az
|01t stepped out upon the back porch.
'fIulIo!" said Yancy, pointing
There on a bench by the kitchen
.oor was Hannibal Wayne Hazard
sleep, with his spo'tin' rife across
||6 knees.
well. I declare to goodnessl" said
.rfnshaw
n reckon you'd rather drop word
Iifh yo' missus before you toted him
1n,naf' suggested Yancy. who knew
.1nefhine OF the nature OF his
|IIands domestic thraldom.
"a woman ought TO be boss In her
.4n house" said Crensbaw.
eFeelin' the truth OF that, I've never
.afrIcd. Mr.. John. But I was going
|1 cay. what's 10 hinder me from tot.
|&< hat boy 60 my homeg"
IN you'll take the boy. Bob you
|&&1't lose BY A."
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