The Mobridge news. [volume] (Mobridge, Walworth Co., S.D.) 190?-1917, 1914-04-10

centah oh de yerf, dat Watah. En- dab s
folks say de centah of de yerf Is al
fab. Yo' reck'n dey's right, Mars
Chahmahs?'
Now, how the devil do you know
who | am, Anthony?" The Judge set
down his cup on the w%ell-curb. Il
haven't been by here for a year
The ebony head moved slowly from
side to side. "OF Ant'ny don need
no eyes" he said, touching his hand
to his brow. He see ev'ything heah.'
The Judge beckoned to the others
and they trooped inside the paling.
I've brought some other folks with
me, Anthony; can you tell who they
are?"
The signtless look wavered over
them and the white head shook slow
ly. Don know young mars" said
the gentle voice. How many yuddahs
wild yo'? One, two? No, don know
young mistis, eidah."
II reckon you don't need any eyes"
Judge Chalmers laughed. as he passed
the sweet cold water to the rest. zone
" lItot SOunB ldultS Ndulo YOU " ltli
her fortune"
The old negro dropped his head,
waving his gaunt hands restlessly.
The judge beckoned to Betty Page,
but she shook her head with a little
grimace and drew back.
You go, Shirley" she whispered,
and with "a laughing glance at the
others, Shirley came and sat down on
the lowest step.
Mad Anthony put out a wavering
hand and touched the young body.
His fingers strayed over the habit and
went up to the curling bronze under
the hat-brim. Dis de III mistis," he
muttered, ain afeahd oh OF Ant'ny.
Dah's fab en- she ain afeahd, en- dah's
watah en- she ain afeahd. Wondah
whut All gwine tell huh? Whut de
coloh OBJ yo' hath, honey?"
Black put in Chilly Lusk, with a
wink at the others. BLACK as a crow"
Old Anthony's hand fell back to his
knee. Young mars laugh at de OIL
man." he said, but he don know. Dat
de coloh dat buhn NAH han's-de coloh
OBJ gol. IN eyes blue like er cat-bird's
aig. Dah's or man gwine look in dem
eyes. honey, en- gwine make 'em cry
en- cry" He raised his head sharply,
his lids shut tight, and swung his arm
toward the North. "Dah's whah he
come f'om," he said, zen heah"-his
arm veered and he pointed straight
toward the ragged hill behind them
he stay"
Lusk laughed noiselessly. Hes
pointing to Damory Court" he whis-
pered to Nancy Chalmers, the only
uninhabited place within ten miles.
That's as near as he often hits it, |
fancy"
"Heah's whah he stay" repeated the
old man. Heap OBJ trouble wait heah
TO him too, honey.-heap oh trouble,
heah whah III mistis fin him"
Come, Anthony" said Judge Chal-
mers, laying his hand on the old mans
shoulder. That's much too mourn
full! Give her something nice to top
Off with, at least"
But Anthony paid no heed. "Gr'et
trouble. Dah's fab en- she ain afeahd.
en- dah's watah en- she ain afeahd. En
All sees yo' gwine ter him, honey. All
heah's de co'ot-house clock a-strikin' in
de night-en yo' gwine. Don wait,
don wait, III mistis, er de trouble
cloud gwine kyah him erway f'om yo'
" When de clock strike thuh-
teen-when de clock strike thuh-
teen"
The d~roning voice ceased. The
gaunt form became rigid. Then he
started and turned his eyes slowly
about him, a vague look Of anxiety on
his face. For a moment no one
moved. When he spoke again 1t was
once more in his gentle quavering
voice:
"Watah? Vas, Mars, good watah.
Hep yo'se'f."
The judge set a dollar bill on the
step and weighted it with a stone, as
the rest remounted. We'll, good-b by,
Anthony he said. We're nightly
obliged"
He sprang into the saddle and the
quartette cantered away. MY expert
ment wasn't a great success, I'm
afraid, Shirley" he said ruefully.
"Oh, | think 1t was splendid" cried
Nancy. DO you suppose he really be-
lieves those spooky things? ! declare,
at the time | almost did myself. What
an odd idea-'when the clock strikes
thirteen which, of course, 1t never
does"
Don't mind. Shirley" bantered
Lusk. When you see all dem trou-
bles' coming. sound the alarm and
we'll fly In a body to your rescue"
They let their horses out for a
pounding gallop which pulled down
suddenly at a mufiled shrek from Bet
ty Page, as her horse went into the
air at sight Of an automobile by the
roadside.
Now, whose under the canopy is
that?" exclaimed Lusk.
Its stalled" said Shirley. 81
passed here this afternoon when the
owner was trying to start 1t, and / sent
Unc' Jefferson as frst aid 70 the In.
Iured."
Il wonder who he can be-" said
Nancy. I've seen that car be-