Perth Amboy evening news., 1912-03-07
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Betty Leaves 66Ile Pidtns
Hannibal had devoted himself 10y
ally to the judges glorification, and
Betty heard all about the letter, the
snuffing of the candles and the re-
ward OF five thousand dollars. 1t vast
1y increased the chiid's sense OF Inn
portance and satisfaction when hs
discovered she had known nothing OF
these matters until he told or OF
them.
why. where would Judge Price
get SO much money, Hannibal7' she
asked, greatly astonished.
He won't have to get 1t, Miss Bet
ty; Mr.. Mahaffy say be don't reckon
no one Will aver tell who wrote the
letter-he lows the man who done
that will keep pretty mum-he just
dissent tell" the, boy explained.
NO. suppose not" and Betty
saw that perhaps. after all, the Judge
had not assumed any very great Imam
ctal responsibility.
He can't be = coward. though, Han
nibali" she added. for she UNDER
stood that the risk OF personal yio-
lence which he ran was genuine. She
had formed her own unsympathetic
estimate OF him that day at Boggs'
race-track; -Mahatfy In his blacklist
hour could have added nothing to 1t.
Twice since then she had met him In
Raleigh, which had only served to nx
that first impression.
Miss Betty, he's Just like nay Uncle
Bob was--he amt afraid OF nothingi
He totes them pistols OF h~is--ioaded
iii you notice good you can see
where they bulge out his coats" Han
nibal's eyes. very round and big,
looked up into hers.
rs he as poor IS no seems, Han
nibal7" inquired Betty.
HE never has no money. Miss Bet
~. but / don't reckon he's what =
body would call pore"
It might have bafiled . far more
mature intelligence than HannibaI's
o comprehend those peculiar process
70 by which the Judge sustained him.
'elf ana his intimate fellowship with
Adversity-that nxae his nssnin-
1s@ssx Mih6v made the
49, Of his daily ne seem msfely4
passing phase-but the boy had
managed to point i delicate dfstincr
lon, and Betty gr4sped something OF
be hope and faith which never quite
led cut In sIocum Prices indomlta-
lie breast.
but you always have enough TO
mt, deAr7" she questioned anxiously.
Hannibal promptly treasured her on
.his point. "You wouldn't let me
think anything that Wa not true, Ham
nibal-you are quite sure you have
never been hungvvfr
Never, Miss Betty: honssti"
Betty gave ! sigh OF relief. Hhe
had been reproaching herself for her
neglect Of ths child: she had meant
to do so much Tor him and had done
nothing! Now 1t was too late for her
personally to interest herself In his
behalf. yet before Ehe left for the east
she would provide for him. II she
had felt 1t was possible to trust the
Judge she would have made him her
agent, but even In his best aspect no
,eemed q dubious dependence Tom.
Tor quito Inherent reasons, wal equal
ly out OF the question. She thought
OF Mi. Mahafy.
What kind of q man Is Mr.. Ma
haffy, Hannibal2s
Hes an awful nice man. Miss Bet
ty, only he never lets on; a body's
S0t 70 ind 1t out Tor Mis- own nelf--
he amt like the Judge"
"Does h~e-drink, too, Hsnntnai7-
questioned Betty.
"Oh, yes; when he can get the
ticker, he does" 1t was evident that
Hannibal was ~cheerfuily tolerant OF
this weakness on the part OF the
austere Mahaffy. BY this tima Betty
was ready to weep oyer the child,
with his knowledge OF shabby vice,
and his fresh young faith In those old
tatterdemalions.
"Rut, NO matter what they do. they
are very. very kind to your" she con-
tinued TREMENDOUSLY.
Yes, ma'am-why, Miss Betty
they're lovely menI"
And do you ever hear the things
spoken Of you learned about at Mrs.
Ferris sunday-school5"
When the judge is drunk he talks
a heap about 'em. It's beautiful 70
hear him then: you'd love it. Mas