The state herald., 1915-07-23
ously: You will have to get him. %
he will get you. Are you armedr
The Kentuckian laughed

The Kentuckian laughed
Il reckon | don't need to be armed
amongst gentlemen"
Farbish drew from his pocket Z
magazine pistol.
1T won't hurt you to slip that into
your Clothes" he insisted.
For an instant, the mountaineer
stood looking at his host and with eyes
that bored deep, but whatever was In
his mind as he made that scrutiny
he kept to himself. At last, he took
the magazine pistol, turned 1t over In
his hand. and put 1t into his pocket
"Mr Farbish," he said, i've been In
places before now where men were
drinking who had made threats against
me- think you are excited about
this thing. II anything starts, he will
start It."
At the dinner table, Samson South
and Wilfred Horton were introduced.
and acknowledged their introductions
with the briefest and most formal
mods. During the course Of the meal,
though seated side by side. each ig-
nored the presence of the other. Sam
so- was. perhaps. no more silent than
usual. Always, he was the listener ex-
cept when question was put to him
direct, but the silence which sat upon
Wilfred Horton was departure from
his ordinary custom.
He had discovered in his college
days that liquor. instead Of exhilarat-
Ing him, was an influence under which
he grew morose and sullen, and that
discovery had made him almost total
abstainer. Tonight, his glass was con-
stantly filled and emptied. and. as he
ate, he gazed ahead. and thought re-
sentfully Of the man at his side.
When the coffee had been brought,
and the cigars lighted. and the serv-
ants had withdrawn, Horton with the
manner of one who had been awaiting
an opportunity. turned slightly in his
chair, and gazed insolently at the Ken
tuckian.
Samson South still semed entirely
unconscious of the others existence.
though in reality no detail OF the brew
ing storm had escaped him. He was
studying the other faces around the
table, and what he saw in Them ap-
peared to occupy him. Wilfred Hor-
toms cheeks were burning with dull
flush, and his eyes were narrowing
with an unveiled dislike. Suddenly.
silence fell on the party. and, as
the men sat pulling their cigars. Horton
turned toward the Kentuckian. For q
moment. he glared in silence, then
with an impetuous exclamation OF dis
gust he announced:
See here, South. want you to know
that II I'D understood you were to be
here, l wouldn't have come. 1t has
pleased me to express my opinion of
you to a number OF people, and now l
mean to express 1t to you In person"
Samson looked around. and his feat
ures indicated neither surprise nor in.
terest. He caught Farbish's eye at
the same instant. and. though the plot.
ter said nothing. the glance was subtle
and expressive. II seemed to prompt
and goad him on. a. though the man
had said:
You mustn't stand that. Go after
him."
Il reckon"-Samson's voice was q
pleasant drawl-"it doesn't make any
particular difference. Mr.. Horton"
Even II what l said didn't happen
to be particularly commendatoryi" In
quired Horton. his eyes narrowing.
so long" replied the Kentuckian
"as what you said was your own opin
ion, I don't reckon It would ipteres,
me much"
in point OF fact"-Horton WAS gar
ing with steady hostility into Sam
sons eyes-'l prefer to tell you.
have rather generally expressed tn,
belief that you are damned savage
unit for decent society"
Samson's face grew rigid ana q trins
pale. His mouth set Itself In a atralgh
line. but. as wilfred Horton came I,
his feet with the last words. the noun
taineer remained seated.
And" went on the New Yorker
flushing with suddenly augmentin,
passion. what | said ! still believe I,
be true and repeat In your presence
Al another time and place. | shall b.
even more explicit shall aux you I,
explnin-certain things"
Mr.. Horton" suggested Samson II
an ominously quiet voice. Il reckoI
you're little drunk II ! were you
Id sit down"
Wilfred's face went from red u
white, and his shoulders stnened. H.
leaned forward. and for the instan
no one moved The tick OF tho clocl
was plainly audible.
South" he said. his breath cominl
in lGbored excitement. defend your
self"
Samson still sat motionlenn
Against what7' he inquired
Against that" Horton struck tn
mountain man across the face will
his open hand. Instantly. there was
commotion OF scraping chairs an,
nhufiiing feet mingled with n choru