The Spectator., 1915-12-14
CHAPTER xiV-Continued.

Again Jebs face had become ashen and his muscles were twitching Anse laid hand on his shoulder, but the boy jerked away and again confronted his elder, while his voice broke from his lips in an excess of passion. Tell me his name. By God, he blongs ter mel"
 No, ain't goin' to tell ye his name just yet, Jeb.' Anse calmly announced He aint in these parts now. He's left the mountains, an it wouldn't do ye much good to know his name-yet Two days after he comes back I'll tell ye all ye wants to know, an 1 won't try ter hinder ye, but ye must let the children stay over there at the school Dawn's hearts set on it. an it wouldn't be fair to break her heart"
 The boy stood trembling in wrath and indecision. Finally his voice came dubiously. "Ye done give me wore hand once before thet es soon es ye knowed ye'd tell mean ye lied ter me"
 Anse havey shook his head N;,;::. ,.4. IuilSu pdlleuCe.
 No, l didn't lie to ye, son. I wasn't sure till after he left. I aint never lied to no man."
 long silence fell on the room. Through the open window came the silvery call of quail in some distant thicket After a while the boy raised his head and nodded. I'll give ye my hand" he said.
 When he left the room Juanita rose from her chair
 There is no way to thank you, Mir. Havey." she said with a touch of diff. dence. "I don't believe that two wrongs ever made one right. don't believe that you can win out to law by law lessness. But I do believe you are sincere, and I know that you're a man."
 And. for my part" he answered slowly. 'I think ye're just tryin' to grow an oak tree in a flower pot, an it can't be done. think that all ye can do is to breed discontent-an' in these hills discontent Is dangerous But I aint hinderin' your school an don't low to. Yell find out for your. self that it's failure an quit at your own behest."
 ''l shant quit" she assured him. but this time she smiled as she said it. T am going ahead, and in the end am going to undermine the regime of feud and illiteracy; that is, l and others like me. But cant we fight the thing out as if it were a clean game? Cant we be friendly adversaries? You've been very generous, and I've been a bigoted little fool, but cant you forgive me and be friends?"
 He strengthened and his face hard ened again, and slowly he shook his head. His voice was very grave and uncompromising. though without dis. courtesy. I'm afraid it's little too late for that"
 Juanita slowly drew back the hand she had extended and her cheeks flushed crimson. 1t was the first time Tn her life that she had made an un- solicited proffer of friendship-and it had been rebuffed.
 "Oh' she murmured in a dazed, hurt voice in which was no anger. Then she smiled. Then there's noth. ing else to say, except to thank you a thousand times"
 "Ye needn't have no uneasiness about my tryin to hinder ye" he as sured her slowly. "l ain't your enc. my an l aint your friend. I'm just lookin on. an l don't have no faith in your success"
 Don't you feel that changes must come! she questioned little timidly They have come everywhere else"
 They will come" His voice again rose vehemently. But they'll be made my way--our way not yours These hills sha'n't always be a reproach 70 the state of Kentucky. They're goin to be Der pride some day"
 That's all" exclaimed the girl.