Lincoln County times. (Jerome, Idaho) 1911-1919, 1913-03-20
CHAPTER xl-(ContInued).

The judge gave great start. and
hoarse. inarticulate murmur stole
from between his twitching lips.
What do you know OF the Barony.
Hannibal"
Il lived at the Barony once. until
Uncle Bob took me to Scratch Hill
TO be with him." said Hannibal.
"You-you lived at the Baronyy"
repeated the Judge. and dull wonder
struck through his tone. How long
ago-when?" he continued.
Il don't know how long 1t were
but until Uncle Bob carried me away
after the old general died
The Judge slipped hand under the
childs chin and tilted his face back
so that he might look into It. For
long moment he studied closely those
small features. then with shake OF
the head he handed the rifle to Car
rington. and without a word strobe
forward. Darlington had been regard
ing Hannibal with a Quickened inter
est"
Hello" he said. as the Judge moved
OF You're the boy saw at Scratch
HIM"
Hannibal gave him frightened
glance. and edged to Mr.. Maharys
side. but did not answer
The judge plodded forward. his
shoulders dropped. and his head
bowed. For once silence had fixed
its seal upon his lips. no inspiring
speech fell from them. He had been
suddenly swept back into a past he
had striven these twenty years and
more to forget and his memories
shaped themselves Enthusiastically. Sure
ly il ever a man had quilted the world
that knew him. he was that man, lie
had died and yet he lived-lived hor-
ribly. without soul or heart. the empty
shell OF man.
turn in the road brought them
within sight OF ,Boggs' race-track. a
| wide. level meadow. The judge
4 paused irresolutely. and turned his
bleared face on his friend.
Wen stop here. Solomon" he said
rather YEARLY. for the spirit of boast
and Jest was quite gone out of him.
lie glanced toward Darlington. Are
you resident OF these parts. sir?" he
asked.
i've been in Raleigh three days al
together" answered Darlington. and
they continued on across the meadow
in silence.
Here were men from the small
clearings in homespun and butternut
or fringed hunting shirts. with their
women folk trailing after them Here
too. in lesser numbers. were the lords
Of the soil. the men who counted their
acres by the thousand and their
slaves by the score. There was the
fiutter of skirts among the moving
groups. the nodding of gay parasols
that shaded fresh young faces. while
occasionally n comfortable family car
riage with some planters wife OF
daughter rolled silently over the turf
The judges dull eye kndled. the
haggard lines that streaked his face
erased themselves This was life. opu
lent and full. These swift-rolling car
riages with their handsome women
these well-dressed men on foot, anC
splendidly mounted, all did their par
A cry from Hannibal drew hts at
tention. Turning. he was in time t,
see the boy bound away An instant
later. to his establishment. he saw
young girl who was seated with two
men In an open carriage. spring to tn,
ground. and dropping to her kneel
put her arms about the tattered littl,
figure.
why. Hannibal" cried Betty Nal
roy.
Miss Betty. Miss Betty" an,
Hannibal buried his head on he
shoulder.
What is II. Hannibal: what is II
dear?"
Nothing. only I'm so glad to flint
you"
Il am glad to see you. tool" sal,
Petty. as she wiped his tears away
When did you get here. dearr"