Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1915-10-11

tAO oIm uBnt Suo 8SvO No sign That 40
had recognized the presence Of the
Turin" woman.
The boy 1erked his head toward the
hearth and said In . strained, hard
voice: "Set ye cheer, Anse.' and
after that no one spoke. Jeb's thin
but muscular chest rose and fell to
the swell Of heavy breathing and his
face was wrapped black in scowl
that made his eyes smolder and his
lips snarl. Juanita had dropped back
to one of the beds with Dawn's face
buried In her lap.
Then % II rousing from q long
dream, Mrs. McNash looked up, and
for the first time appeared to realize
that her son and his companion had
entered the place.
The dead blankness left, her pupils.
and into them leaped hateful fire.
Her voice came In shrill and high
pitched questioning: wall, Jeb, hev
70 got him yit?'
Tho boy only shook his head and
glowered at the, wall. while his moth
er's voice rose almost to = scream.
"Hain't ye goin' ter, do nothin'?
Thar lays yors pap what nuver harmed
no man. shot down cold.blooded. Don't
ye hear him a-callin' on yer ter settle
his blood score! Air ye skeered? Thor
spirit Of him tibet fathered yes q.
pleadin' with ye-an' ye sets still In
yore cheer!"
Juanita felt the slender figure in her
Ia hSv,~ {v~
tive that fell from the mothers lips.
She saw the boys face whiten; saw
him rise and turn to Bad Anse HaveyS
half in ferocity. half in pleading.
"Maw's right. Anse," he doggedly
declared. II KANT tarry hyar NO
longer. He b1ongs ter me. I've got
ter 60 out an kill him. Thar hain't
but one thing a-stoppin' me now" he
added helplessly. Il don't know who
did it; I hain't got no notion"
He stood before the clan chief. and
tho latter rose and laid one hand on
tho shoulder which had begun to trem.
BILE. Man and boy looked at each
other. eye to eye. then the elder OF the
two began to speak.
"Jeb. don't want 70 to think ]
don't feel for ye, but 70 don't know
who the Teller Is, an ye can't hardly
go shootin' permiscuous. Ye've got
to bide your time"
But" interrupted the boy tensely,
"you knows. You knows everything
hyarabouts. In heavens name. Anse,
/ hain't askin' nothin' out Of ye but
jest one word. Jest speak one name.
thet's all l needs"
The mother had dropped back into
her stupor again, and her son stood
there, his broganed feet wide apart
and his whole body rigid and tense
with passion.
Anse Havey once moro shook his
head.
mo, Jeb." he said quietly; II don't
know-not yet. The McBriars acted
on suspicion-an' they killed the
wrong man. Ye ain't seekin' to do
likewise, be ye! Ye amt quite twenty.
one, Jeb, an I'm the head Of the fam
lily. l reckon ye'd better take counsel
Of me, boy. l amt bent on deludin'
ye, an ye can trust me. Ye've got to
give me your hand. Jeb, that until
ye're plumb, everlastingly sartain
who got your pa. ye won't raise your
gun against any man."
The boy sank down into his chair
and bowed his head in his hands.
while his dnger-nails bit into his tenn
pies. Even Juanita Holland had felt
the effect Of Havey's wonderfully
quieting voice. Finally Jeb McNash
raised his face.
"An' will We give mo yore hand.
Anse Havey, tibet II We finds hit out
afore do, yell tell me thet mans
name?'
II amt never turned my back on
kinsman yet, Jeb." said Anse grave
~.
The boy nodded his acquiescence
and hurriedly left the room. Juanlta
gently lifted Dawn's head from her
lap and went forward to the hearth.
She had listened in silence, out
ragged at this callous talk and this
private usurpation Of powers OF life
and death Now 1t seemed TO her
that to remain silent longer was a.
| most to become an accomplish.
Something in her grew rigid she
! saw the bent and lethargic figure OF
the bereaved wife ana the stark, sheet
ed body of the feud's last victim. Be
fore her stood the man more than
anyone else responsible for such con
ditions.
"Mr. Havey," she said. as her voice
! grew coldly purposeful with the rina
Of challenge, 81 have been told that
| you did not mean to let me stay here;
that you did not intend to give these
poor children the chance to grow
straight and decent"
She paused. because so much was
struggling Indignantly for utterance
that she found composure very dim
| cult. And az she paused she heard
him inquire in an ironically quiet
voice: "Who told We that?"
"Never mind who told mo. hayend
come here to answer your questions
! I came too these feud-cursed hills Il
fight conditions for which you stand
a. sponsor and patron. saint. came
here to try to give tho children re
lease from ignorance-becauss is
norance makes them easy tools AMI
dunes for murder lords--like you.
(To Be Continued.)
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