Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1912-03-29
before another dawn broke.

turned his team the previous night
after Betty and Hannibal had left the
carriage; the marks of the wheels
we're as plainly distinguishable as the
more recent trail left by the four men,
and as he grasped the Significance OF
that wide half circle his sense of in.
jury overwhelmed him again. He
hoped to live to see Murrell hanged!
He was so completely lost in his
bitter reflections that he had been I'M
aware Of mounted man who was
coming toward him at swift gallop,
but now he heard the steady pounding
of hoofs and. startled by the sound.
looked up. A moment later the horse
man drew rein at his side.
''Ware!" he cried.
"How are you, Carrington?" said
the planter.
"You are wanted at Belle Plain" be-
gan Darlington. and seemed to hest.
tate.
"Yes-yes, am going there at once
now" stammered Ware, and gath
cred up his reins with shaking hand.
you've heard, l take it," said Car
rington slowly.
YES" answered Ware, in a hoarse
whisper. My God. Darlington, I'm
heart sick; she has been like daugh-
ter to mel" he fell silent, mop
ping his face.
Il think understand your feeling"
said Darlington, giving him a level
glance.
Then you'll excuse me-" and the
planted clapped spurs to his horse.
Once he looked back over his Shout
der; he saw that Darlington had not
moved from the spot where they had
met.
At Belle Plain, Ware found his
neighbors in possession of the place.
They greeted him quietly and spoke
In subdued tones OF their sympathy.
The planter listened with an air OF
such abject misery that those who had
neither liked nor respected him, were
reused to sudden generous feeling
where he was concerned; they could
not question but that he was deeply
affected. After all the man might
have side to his nature with which
they had never come In contact.
When he could he shut himself in
his room. He had experienced day
Of maddening anxiety; he had not
slept at all the previous night; in
mind and body he was worn out; and
now he was plunged into the thick of
this sensation. He must keep control
Of himself. for every word he said
would be remembered. In the pres
ent there was sympathy for him, but
sooner or later people would return
ments.
He sought to forecast the happen
ings of the next few hours. Murrells
friends would break Jail for him, that
was a foregone conclusion; but the
insurrection he had planned was at
an end. Hues had dealt its death
blow Moreover, though the law
might be impotent to deal with Muir
rell. he could not hope to escape tho
vengeance Of the powerful class he
had plotted to destroy; he would have
to quit the country. Ware gloated in
this idea of craven flight. Thank
God, he had seen the last of him!
But, as always, his thoughts came
back to Betty. Slosson would wait at
Hicks place for the man Murrell had
promised him, and, falling the mes
senger, for the signal fire, but there
would be neither; and Slosson would
be left to determine his own course OF
action. Ware felt certain that he
would wait through the night, but as
sure as the morning broke. ii no word
had reached him, he would send one
Of hts men across the bayou, who must
learn Of Nurrell's arrest, escape, fight
for in Wares mind these three
events were indissolubly associated.
The planters teeth knocked together.
He was having terrible acQuaint-
ance with fear, its very depths had
swallowed him up; 1t was black pit
In which he sank from horror to hor-
ror. He had lost all faith in the Clan
which had terrorizedi half a dozen
states, which had robbed and muir
dered with apparent IMMUNITY. which
had marketed its hundreds of stolen
slaves. He had utterly collapsed at
the drst blow dealt the organization,
but he was still seeing Murrell. pallid
and shaken.
A step sounded In the hall and an
instant later Hicks entered the room
without the formality. of knocking.
Ware recognized his presence with .
glance OF indifference, but. did not
speak. Hicks slouched to his employ
4er's side and handed him note which
proved to be from Fentress. Ware
read and tossed 1t aside.
III he wants to SEQ me why don't
he come here?" he growled.
II reckon that old fellow they call
Judge Price has sprung something
sudden on the colonel" said Hicks.
HE was out here the drst thing this
morning; you'd have thought he
owned Belle Plain. There was .
couple of strangers with him. and he
had me in and fred questions at me
for half an hour; then he hiked on
up to The Oaks"
"Murrell's been arrested" said Ware
In q dull level voice. Hicks gave him
10 glance of unmixed advertisement.
moi"
YES, by God!''
who'd risk TT.
Risk It? Man. he almost tainted
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