The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1912-08-07

of his family low-voiced and genial
and hopelessly impotent to deal with
his five small sons; while Yancy was
again the Bob Yancy of Scratch Hill.
violence of any sort apparently had
no place in his nature. He was deep
ly absorbed in Hannibals account OF
those vicissitudes which had befallen
him during their separation. They
were now seated before a cheerful fire
that blazed on the hearth, the boy
very close to Yancy. with one hand
clasped in the Scratch Killers, while
about them were ranged the six small
Cavendishes sedately sharing in the
reunion OF uncle and nevvy, toward
which they felt they had honorably
labored.
And you want dead, Uncle Bob?'
said Hannibal with a deep breath,
viewing Yancy unmistakably in the
flesh.
Never once. l been floating peace
fully along with these here titled
friends of mine; but l was some anx.
ious about you. son."
And Mr.. Slosson, Uncle Bob-did
you smack him like you smacked
Dave Blount that day when he tried
to steal me?" asked Hannibal. whose
childish sense OF justice demanded
PREPARATION for the wrongs they had
suffered.
MIR. Yancy extended a big right
hand. the knuckle OF which was
skinned and bruised.
HE were the meanest man l ever
felt Obliged TO- to hit with my list.
Nevvy: 1t appeared like he had teeth
all over his face"
"Sho'-where's bis hide, Uncle
Bob?" cried the little Cavendishes in
an excited chorus. "Sho'-did you for.
get that" They themselves had for.
gotten the unique enterprise to which
Mr. Yancy was committed, but the
allusion to Slosson had revived their
memory of It.
We'll. he beGgsd 20 piteous to be
allowed 70 to keep his hide. 1 hadn't
the heart to strip u on" explained MIR.
Yancy pleasantly. "And the winters
comm on-at this moment I can feel
chill in the air-don't you-all reckon
he's going to need It TO- to keep the
cold out! sho;. you mustn't be bloody
minded"
What was II about Mr.. slosson's
hide. Uncle Bobf' demanded Hanni-
Lal. What was you a-goin' to do
to that?"
why. Nsvvy, after he beat me up
md throwed me In the river, l wa.
iome peevish ~ . spell In my fee.
ncs TO- him." said Yancy in q tone
II gentle regret He glanced at his
bruised hand. But I'm right pleased
10 be able to ~ that I've got over
all them ooohasitabls thoughts OF
mine"
And you sssa the Judge. Uncle
OBJ" questioned Hannibal.
Yes. I've sssa the Judge. We was
together To- part q . day. Me and
lin gets ON nnef"
Where II he now. Uncle Boby"
Il reckon he's back At Belle Plain
this time. You see We left him in
taieigh along aftsr noon to tend to
cn:e business he had on hand.
ever seen . gentleman OF his weight
% truly spry On his legs-and all
.tcut you. Nsvvy; while as to mind.
why. words flowed out OF him
J naturally - water out OF . branch"
OF Hannibal's relationship to the
-idge he said nothing. He felt thai
IS secret to be revealed by tn,
'udge himself whom he should See III
Uncle Bob. whom I going to live
nth nowf" questioned Hannibal anx
ously.
That pint's already come VI.
Nevvy-him and mes decided ill.,.
here won't b no friction. You-ai.
will just go ON living with him."
But wha. about you. Uncle Boby
'ried Hannibal, hitting . wistful iitti
ace to Yancy'A
"oh. mef-wsl. you-an will g.
right on living with me-"
And what VIII come OF Mr.. Ma
hatfyr
Il reckon you-all will go right or
living with him, too"
Uncle Bob. you mean you reckon
we all are going 70 live in one
house?"
Il low It will have to bs fixed that
a-ways." agreed Yancy.
CHAPTER xxx.
The Judge Receives q Letter.
After he had uartad with SoIomou