Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1911-10-21
he Bobbs- Aerrih Co01sAy
Copyright, I9sis Al
CHAPTER I1.-continued.)

(CHAPTER II.-Continued.)
4 Mrs. Ferris gave her q reproachful
look and turned to the children.
.'You will all be here next Sunday
won't you ?-and at the same hour?'
she said, rising.
There was a sudden clatter of hoofs
beyond the door. A man, we'll dressed
and well mounted had ridden into the
yard. AS Mrs. Ferris came from the
cabin he flung himself out OF the sad
die and, hat in hand, approached her.
81 am hunting place called the
Barony; can you tell me il am on the
right road 2" he asked. He was q
man in the early thirties, graceful
and powerful of build, with q hand
some face.
1T is my husband you wish to see;
l am Mrs. Ferris
Then General Quintard is dead?'
His tone was one of surprise.
His death occurred over veal
ago. and my husband now owns the
Barony; were you friend Of tht
generaIs?"
NO, madam; he was my fathers
friend, but / had hoped to meet him.
His manner was adroit and plausible
Mrs Ferris hesitated. The strang
er's dress and bearing was that Of 9
gentleman, and he could boast OF his
fathers friendship with General Quin
tard. Any doubts she may have had
she put aside.
"Will you ride ON with us to the
Barony and meet my husband Mr.
Pr she paused.
''Murrell- Captain Murrell Thanl
you; l should like to see the ole
place. l should highly value the priv
ilege," then his eyes rested on Miss
Malroy.
.Betty, let me present Captain
Murrell.''
The captain bowed, giving her 8
glance of bold admiration.
BY this time the children had strag
g!ed off into the pine woods as sill
emily as they had assembled; only
Yancy and Hannibal remained. Mrs
Ferris turned to the former.
IF you will close the cabin door MT
Yancy, everything will be ready FOL
next Sunday she said, and moved
toward the horses, followed by Muir
rell Betty Malroy fingered for 9
moment at Hannibal's side.
"Good-by, little boy; you must ask
your Uncle Bob to bring you up to the
big house to see me- and STOPPING
she kissed him. "Good-by. Mr.. Yancy
/ liked your, story
Hannibal and Yancy watched then
mount and ride away, then the boy
said:
Uncle Bob, now them ladies have
gone, won't you please show me then
dints you made in the door-jamb p
CHAPTER III.
Captain Murrell had established him
self at Balaam's Cross Roads. He
was supposed to be interested in the
purchase of a plantation, and in com
pany with Crenshaw visited the mum
erous tracts of land which the mer
chant owned; but though he professet
delight with the country, he was plain
ly in no haste to become committed
to any one Of the several propositions
Crenshaw was eager. to submit Lat
err, and still in the guise of pros
pectiye purchaser, he met Bladen, who
also dealt extensively in land, and ap
parently If anything could have pleas
ed him more than the region abou,
the Cross Roads it was the countr,
adjacent to Fayetteville.
From the firsts he had assiduousl!
cultivated his acquaintance with the
owners of the Barony. He was nov
on the best of terms with Nat Ferris
and it was at the Barony that ne
lounged away his evenings. gossipint
and smoking with the planter on the
wide veranda.
THE Barony would have suited me,
he told Bladen one day. They had JUS
returned from an excursion into the
country and were seated in tie law
yers office.
You say your father was frient
taken together may help to explain
why she braves the dangers of he,
present undertaking.
The other day the Chicago White
Sox were chased off the field by rair
when they had a three-run lead in tht
deciding game of the city champion
ship series. This drove an Inter Ocea1
scribe to poetry with the following re
sult:f"J Pluvius hears with all his ear'
the SoX fans cheers. Then down ht
peers-to see Sox sneers, TO see Sol
|leers. The Cubs. his dears, are beat
he fears. So up he rears and sets hi:
gears The wind he veers. The cloud:
he steers. The game he queers. Cub!
fans: Three cheers for j. Pluv''
tears!
George Fitch contributes the follow
ing On football and why it is played
Football is played mostly by col
legians because by the time mall i
out of college he has sense enough
not to play it. An old playe
can be, told by the quiet wa!
in which he doesn't dodge stree
cars. automobiles. hoodlums ant
lightning. If they hit him it is thei
own fault. and he does not hold him
self responsible for the consequences.
NJ. o. Leighton in the Worlds Worl
says that the sum of all the unre
claimed land in the various states il
"a, 100000 acres. Swamp land tina
will NOT make a gross return OF $50 pc