The Springdale news., 1912-08-16

held. Ills lame W1dened With the sue ceeding suns; he had offers Of help which impressed him as so entirely creditabe to human nature that he quite lacked the heart to refuse them. especially as he felt that in the tm- provement Of his own condition the world had bettered itself and was moving nearer those sound and right eous ideals of morality and patriotism which had never lacked his indorse- ment, no matter how inexpedient it had seemed for him to put them into practice. But he was not diverted from his ultimate purpose by the glamour of d present popularity he was able to keep his bleared eyes resoIutely fixed on the main chance. namely the Fentress estate and the Quintard lands. It was highly i'm. portant that he should go east to South Carolina to secure documentary evidence that would establish his own and Fentress' identity; to Kentucky. where Fentress had lived prior to his coming to Tennessee.
 Early in November the judge set out by stage on his journey east. he was accompanied by Yancy and Han nibal, from neither of whom could he bring himself to be separated and as the woods, flaming now with the torch of frost, engulfed the little town. he turned in his seat and looked back. He had entered 1t by that very road, began on foot and in rags; he was leaving it in broadcloth and fine linen, visible tokens of his altered fortunes. More than this. he could trust his hands deep down into hfs once empty pockets and hear the clthk of gold and silver The judge slowly withdrew his eyes from The last gray roof that showed among the trees, and faced the east and the fa- tare with d serenely confident ex- pression
 Betty Malroy and Darlington had ridden into Raleigh to take leave ot thelr friends They had watched tae s59ge from sight, had answered the last majestic salute the judge had giv- eA them across the swaying top of the coach before the first turn of the road hid t from sight. and then they had turned their horses heads in the direction Of Belle Plain.
 Bruce do you think Judge Price will yer be able to accomplish all he hopes to- Betty asked when they had left the town behind She drew fn har horza o.s eh, arCIy. .,,l .E=.. vent forward at walk under the splendid arch os the forest and over q carpet O. vivid leaves.
 'I reckon he viii, Betty respond ed Darlington EnfayorabIe as had been his original estimate ot the JAases character, events had greatly modified |.
 He reatiy seems quite sure, doesn't he" sad Betty
 There's not doubt in his mind . agreed eaHrington
 He was sti!l at# Belle Plain, living ta what had been Wares office. whtfe the CaTendishes were domicIed at the big house. He had arranged With the judge Q crop q part of that hope fal gentleman's land the very neAt season; The iact that lawsuit inter. Yeaed between the judge and posses. sion seemed a trifiing matter. for Gar. riugton had become infected With the judges point of View, which did not admit of the possibility of failure but he had not yet told Betty et his plans Time enough for that when he left Belle Plain
 His silence concerning the future had caused Betty much thought She wondered 1T he still intended going south into the Purchase; she was not sure but 1t was the dignitied thing for him to do She was thinking ot this now as they went forward over the rustling leaves, and at length she turned in the saddle and faced him.
 am going to miss Hannibal dreadfully-yes, and the judge, and MT Yaney,' she began
 Il am to be missed. too, am 1, Bet ty2" he inquired leaning toward her.
 You. Bruce Oh, shall miss you. too. dreadfully-but then. per haps in five years, when you come back
 Five years" cried Darlington. but he understood something of what was passing iu her Wind, and laughed shortly. Five years, Betty?" he re. peated, dwelling on the nameraI
 Betty hesitated and looked thought ful Presently she stole surrepu- ttous glance at Darlington from under her long iashes and went on slowly as though she were making careful. choice of her words.
 When you come hack in three years, Bruce
 Darlington still regarded her fixed ly There was a light in his black eyes that seemed to penetrate to the most secret recesses of her heart and soul
 Three years. Betty" he repeated again.
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