The Detroit times., 1911-10-27

Judge had not assumed any very
great financial responsibility.
HE cant be a coward. though,
Hannibal" she added. for she under
stood that the risk OF personal VIC
lence which he ran was genuine.
She had formed her own unsympa-
thetic estimate of him that day at
Boggs' Tace-track; Mahaffy i'm his
blacklist hour could have added moth
ing 20 IL. Twice since then she had
met him in Raleigh. which had only
served 10 fix that first impression.
Miss Betty, he's just like my
Uncle Bob waS-he Ttu't afraid of
nothing! He totes them pistols of
you notice good you
can see where they bulge out his
coat" Hannibal's eyes, very round
and big; looked up into hers.
lis he as poor as he seems, Hanni-
BALI" inquired Betty.
lie never has no money. Miss
Betty, but ] don't reckon he's what
a body would call pore"
II might have baffied a far more
mature intelligence than Hanniba1s
to comprehend those peculiar pro-
cesses by which the Judge sustained
himself and his intimate fellowship
with adversity-that IL was his mag
nificence of mind which made the
squalor of his daily life seem merely
passing phase-but the boy had
managed to point delicate distinc-
ton. and Betty grasped something of
the hope and faith which never quite
died out in Slocum Prices indomita-
BILE breast
But you always have enough to
eat, dear?" she questioned anxiously.
Hannibal promptly treasured her on
this point You wouldn't let me
think anything that was not true,
Hannibal-you are quite sure you
have never been hungry"
Never, Miss Betty honest"
Betty gave a sigh of relief She
had been reproaching herself for her
neglect OF the child; she had meant
to do so much for him and had done
nothing! Now II was too late for
her personally to interest herself in
his behalf. yet before she left for the
East she would provide for him. IL
she had felt II was possible to trust
the Judge she would have made him
her agent, but even In his best as
pect he seemed a dubious depend
ence. Tom, for quite different rea-
sons, was equally out OF the question.
She thought of Mr. -Mahaffy.
What kind of a man is Mr.. Ma
haffy. Hannibal?"
He's an awful nice man, Miss
Betty, only he never let's on; a body s
got to find it out for his own self
he amt like the Judge
Does he-drink, too, Hannibal?"
questioned Betty.
"Oh. yes; when he can get the
Ticker, he does" IL was evident that
Hannibal was cheerfully tolerant Of
this weakness on the part OF the
austere Mahaffy. BY this time Betty
was ready to weep over the child
with his knowledge of shabby vice,
and his fresh young faith in those old
But, no matter what they do,
they are very. very kind to you?"
she continued TREMENDOUSLY.
Yes. ma 'am-why, Miss Betty,
they're lovely men,
And do you ever hear the things
spoken OF you learned about at Mrs.
Ferris Sunday-school?
When the Judge is drunk he
talks heap about EN-. It's beauti-
ful to hear him then; YOU love II.
Miss Betty" and Hannibal smiled up
sweetly into her face.
Does he have you go to Sunday
school in Raleigh"
The boy shook his head.
II amt got no clothes that's fit
ten TO wear nor no pennies to give.
but the judge, he lows that as soon
as he can make a raise got to go.
and he's learning me my letters-but
we amt a book Miss Betty.
reckon it'd stump you some to guess
how he's fixed 1t for me to learn 2"
He's drawn the letters for YOU
is that the way?" In spite of her
self Betty was experiencing a GER
tain revulsion OF feeling where the
Judge and Mahaffy were concerned
They were doubtless bad enough. but
they could have been worse.
NO ma'am; he done soaked the