Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1912-03-14
Saint Maru's Beacon

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Il am glad they didn't get Hannibal
away fr0m Yancy."
"Oh, Yancy will have his hands fsili
with that iater-so win Baden" -
added, Significantly. He studied har
out Of those deeply sunken eyes OF his
IN which no shadow Of ruth IN
asreA for men such a. he reachsd
their prime early, and It was swift
" passing Eplendor. Ferris tells me
you are going to west TennessesT
he said at length.
'res,"
Il know your halfbrcther, Tom
Waye-I know him very well"
$50 you know Tomr' she Observed
and trowned slightly. Tom was her
guardian. and her memories OF him
were not satisfactory. A burly, un-
shavon man with queer streak Cd
meanness through his character.
You've spent much Of your time
mp north3" suggested MurreH
'Tour years. rye been ct school,
you know. That's where inst Judith
Ferris"
II hope you'll like west Tennessee
It's still q bit raw compared wa
what you've been accustomed 70 IN
the north. You haven't been back In
all those four years?" Betty shook
her head. Nor seen Tom-nor any
one from out yonder" For soma rsA-
SON u little tinge OF color had orspt
into Betty's cheeks. will you let ma
renew our acquaintance at Belle
Plain3 l shall be In west Tennesses
before the summer 10 over; probably
/ shall leave here within q week." be
said, bending toward her. His glanos
dwelt on her face and on the plant
lines Of her figure, and his senses
swan.
II imagine you will be welcome al
Billie Plain. You are Toms friena
Murrell bit his lip. and then laughed
as his mind conjursd up q picture OF
the cherished Tom. Suddenly he
reached out and rested his haAd 90
hers.
''BoAty-H I might think" ~ be
gan, but his tongue stumbled. His
lovo-making was usually OF Q savage
sort, bat some quality in the girl held
him IN check. Betty drew away from
him, an angry color on her cheeks
and an angry light In her eyes. "For
give me, Bettyi" murmured Murrsll
but his heart beat against his rba
and passion sent its Burges througl
him. Don't you know what I'm try
ing to tell your" he whispered. Betty
gathered up her reins. Not yet
he cried, and again he rested a heavJ
hand on hers.
Let me go-let me go!" cried Bet
ty Indignantly.
'No-not yeti" He urged his horss
still nearer and gathered her close
You've got TO hear me. I've loved
you since the first moment / rested
my eyes on you-and, by God. yos
shall love me In return!" He felt he1
struggle to free herself from his
grasp with sense OF savage triumph
Bruce Darlington, on his way bach
TO Fayetteville from the Forks, came
aDOuh - luhh Al AhS AOods DNAeS -"
a tall, handsome fellow in the firsi
fush Of manhood; Darlington. an
angry girl struggling In . mars
grasp.
At sight OF the newcomer. MurroIi
with an oath, released Betty. WAC
striking her horse with the whip, sal
loped down the road toward In
Barony. Az she ned past Carrtngtoz
she bent low in her saddle.
Don't let him follow mel" sA'
gasped, and Darlington, striding Ter
ward, caught MurrelPs horse By tn
bit
let gol" roared MurreIl, and I
numerous light shot from his eyes.
Il don't know but / should pull yo1
out of that saddle and twist you
nsckl" said Darlington hotty. Mnr
rells face underwent a swift change
you're bold fellow to force you
way into a lovers quarrel" he aait
quietly. Carrington's arm dropped q
his side. Perhaps, after ALL II wa
thai.