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first, but there are enough white men
in the southwest to handle heap bet
ter organized Instruction than We'll
be able to set going. Our fellows will
have to use their heads as we'll as
their hands or they are likely to help
the niger swallow his medicine.
look for nothing else than considerable
of shakeup along the Mississippi
/. what with lynchers and reg
ulators a man will have to show a
clean bill of health to be allowed to
live, no matter what his cOlOr-just
being white won't help him any!"
mo, you're right, it WON'T" and
again Hues gave way to easy laughter
when you've done your work you
strike south as l tell you and join me.
I'm going to keep New Orleans for
myself-it's my ambition to destroy
the city Old Hickory saved!"
"And then it's change your name
and strike out for Texas with what
you've picked up"
"No, it isn't! I'll have my choice
of men-a river full of ships. Look
here, there's South America, or some
of those islands in the gulf with a
black-and-tan population and a few
white mongrels holding on to civiliza-
ton by their eye teeth; what's to
hinder our setting up shop for our
selves? Two or three hundred Amer
leans could walk off with an island
like Hayti, for instance-and it's black
with niggers. What we'd done here
would be just so much capital down
there. We'd make it stamping
ground for the clan. In the next two
l. years we could bring in a couple OF
thousand Americans and then we'd be
ready to take over their government,
whether they liked it or not, and run
lit at a profit, We'd put the niggers
back in slavery where they belong,
and set them at work raising sugar
and tobacco for their new bosses. Man,
Its the richest land in the world, l
tell you-the mountains are full of
|gold!"
Hues had kindled with ready en-
thusiasm while Murrell was speaking.
"That sounds right, Captain-We'd
have country and flag of our own
and look at those free niggers as
Just so much boot"
IT shall take only picked men with
mel can't give ship room to any
|other-but I want you. You'll join me
in New Orleans?" said Murrell.
when do you start south?" asked
Hues quickly.
Inside of two days. I've got some
private business to settle before !
leave. I'll hang round here until it is
attended to-"
CHAPTER XIII
The Judge Extends His Credit.
That afternoon Judge Price walked
out to Belle Plain. Solomon Mahaffy
had know that this was civility Bet
ty Malroy could by no means escape
He had been conscious of the judges
purpose from the moment it existed
lin the germ state, and he had striven
to divert him, but his striving had
been in vain for though the judge
valued Mr.. Mahaffy because of certain
sterling qualities which he protested
to discern beneath the hard crust
that made up the external man, he
was not disposed to accept him as his
mentor in nice matters OF taste and
lgentlemanly feeling. He owed it to
himself personally to tender his SYM
pathy. Miss Malroy must have heard
something of the honorable part he
had played; surely she could not be
in ignorance of the fact that the law
less element, dreading his further
activities, had threatened him. She
must know, too. about that reward OF
five thousand dollars. Certainly her
grief could not blind her to the fact
that he had met the situation with a
largeness of public spirit that was an
impressive lesson to the entire com
munity.
These were all points over which he
felt that his friend. in seeking to keeT
him away from Belle Plain was stand
ing squarely in his light. He really
could not understand Solomon or his
objections. He pointed out that Nor
ton had probably left will-no one
knew yet-probably his estate would
go to his intended wife-what more
likely? He understood Norton hat
cousins somewhere in middle Tennes
see-there was the attractive possibil
ity of extended litigation. Miss Nal
roy needed a strong, clear brain tc
guide her past those difficulties his
|agile fancy assembled in her path. He
lbeamed on his friend with wide sun
ny smile.
You mean she needs a lawyer
lPrice?' insinuated Mahaffy.
THAT slap at me, Solomon, is un
worthy of you. Just name some one
will you, who has shown an interest
|comparable to mine? may say have
devoted my entire energy to her at
fairs, and with disinterestedness.
have made myself felt. Will you men
ton who else these cutthroats have
tried to browbeat and brighten? They
know hat my theories and conclusions
are a menace to them. l got 'em in {
panic. sir-presently some fellow will
lose his nerve and light out for the
tall timber-and it will be just Judge
ISlocum Price who's done the trick
mo one else!"
Are you looking for some one tt
take pot shot at you?' inquired Ma
haffy sourly.
"Your remark uncovers my fondes
hope. Solomon-Td give five years O.
my life just to be shot at-that woult
round out the episode of the letter
nicely" again the judge beamed or
Mahaffy with that wide and sunny