Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1912-04-03
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CHAPTER 4.
The Boy at the Barony.

CHAPTER /. 81 & I.
The Boy at the Barony.
,S4s The Qufntards had not prospered
on the barren lands OF the pine woods
whittier they had emigrated to es.l
cape the malaria OF the low coast, but
!: this no longer mattered. for the last
of his name and race, old General
Quintard. was dead In the great house
his father had built almost century
I before and the thin acres OF the
|: Barony, where he had made bis last
stand against age and poverty. were
Z to claim him. now that he had given
UP the struggle In their midst. 53s.
N IS Though he had lived continuously
! ct the Barony for almost a quarter OF
q century. there was none among his
neighbors who could say he had
L looked on that thin, aquiline face in
/ all that time. Yet they had known
much Sof him, for the gossip OF, the
4 slaves. who had been his only friends
y In those years he had chosen to deny
himself to other friends, had gone FAR
and wide over the county BIZ \: ~
That notable man OF business. Jonac
than Crenshaw, was closeted in the
/: llbrary with q stranger to whom
1 rumor fixed the name Of Bladen. sup
posing him to be the legal repre-.
sentative OF certain remote connec'
lions OF the old generals.
Il Crenshaw sat before the tiat-topped
mahogany desk with several account;
i books before him. Baden stood by
the window. Ell
I; 7 suppos you viii buy in the prop.
35erty when it comes up for sale?" the
\ latter was saying. n.
Crenshaw nodded. h
He lived entirely alone. saw no
one, understand" said Bladen.
.'4AIlAone with his two or three old
y slaves sir. He wouldn't even
see me. = E;3
There was a brief pause, then Cren-
shaw spoke again. II reckon. sir. II
you know anything about the old gen
tleman's private affairs you don't feel
I no call to speak on that point? he
observed. 3iss \. ss II
\ .'All 4 know is this: General GUM
tard was conspicuous man In these
parts fifty years ago; he married a
Beaufort" 5 3s.. s$s :s
H so he did, said Crenshaw. land
there was one child. a, daughter: she
married a South Carolinian5 BY the
name Of Turberville. Great folks,
those Turbervilles, rolling rich"
.''And what became OF the daughter
who married Turberyille ?"
Died years ago" said Crenshaw.
They were interrupted by a knock
at the door. s Il
Come In said Crenshaw. The
door opened and a small boy entered
the room dragging after: him a long
rifle. Suddenly overcome by 9 shy
ness. be paused on the; threshold 70
stare with round, wondering eyes at
the two men. well, sonny, what do
& you want 2? asked Mr. Crenshaw In
diligently. &
Please. sir, l want this here old
spo' tim rife" said the child. ta3 b
II reckon you may~keep tat least
I've no objection Crenshaw glanced
at Bladen. .s-.si Isl II
"a "Oh, by all means" said the latter.
v Spasms Of delight shook the small
4 figure. With q murmur that was meant
for thanks he backed from the room,
closing the door. Bladen glanced In.
{ auivingly &at Crenshaw. ..,..a..
"You want to know about him, sir?
Well. that's Hannibal Wayne Hazard.
But who Hannibal Wayne Hazard is
just wait q minute. sir'-and quit
B ding his chair Mr.. Crenshaw hurried
4 from the room to- return almost I'M
4 Eediately with tall countryman.
u SIR. Rladen. this is Bob Yancy. Bob,
tho gentleman wants to hear about
& the woman and the child; that's your
story SCI n s (, IL y,
.Howdy, SIR said Mr.. Yancy. He
v appeared to mediate on the mental
effort that was required OF him.
3 ut was four years ago come next
n Christmas, said Crenshaw.
''Old Christmas" corrected Mr..
Z ancy. 1T he evening befo', It. was.
and IL gone to Fayetteville to get my
/ Christmas fxin's. Just at shutdown |
& hooksd up that blind mule of mine to
the cnrts and started TO- home. A mile
& out OF town heard some one slosh-
a ing through the rain after me. i
4 pullesi up and waited, and then / made
+ out II was a woman. She spoke when
I she Wis alongside the cart and says,
Can yDu drive me on to the Barony?'
WherSI got down to help her into the
s cart j saw she was toting child in
+ her arms. Well, sir, she hardly spoke
4 until We came to the red gate, when
she ssys. Stop, II you please; III
walk the rest OF the way. The last
III seen ct her & she was hurrying
through Che rain toting the child in
4 her arms. 55ss5t
St5 Mr. Csehshaw took up the narrative.
..lVheH morning come she was
gone. /; but the child done stayed be-
i hind. Il,s heard Aunt Alsidia tell as
how the Md general said that morn
+ ing, pale snd shaking like. You'll find
d boy asloep in the red room; he's to
4 be fed ara cared TO-, but keep him
put OF my sight. HIS name is Hanni-
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