The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1915-04-29


Ecape FAINTER, unconscious, and after re-
NivthB him. goes for assistance.
CHAPTER v-The bloodhounds lose the
trail at Spicer South's door. Lescott dis
overs artistic ability In Samson. While
tketching with Lescott ON the mountain,
l'amarack discovers Samson to jeertng
crowd Of mountaineers. Samson thrashes
him and denounces him as the truce
buBter'' who shot Purvy.
CHAPTER vIII-In New York Samson
Etudies art and learns much of city ways
J)rennie Lescott persuades Wilfred Hor-
ton, her dilettante lover, to do a mans
work in the world.
CHAPTER X-Prompted by her love-
Fally teaches herself to write. Horton
throws himself into the business world
ind becomes well hated by predatory
financiers and politicians. At Bohemian
Iesort Samson meets William Farbish,
sporty social parasite, and Horizons enc
NY.
CHAPTER X-Farbish sees Samson and
lrennie dining together unchaperoned at
the Wigwam roadhouSe- He conspires
with others to make Horton Jealous and
Bucceeds.
CHAPTER xI-Farbish brings Norton
and Samson together at the Kenmore
clubs shooting lodge, and forces an open
and 30 rid the political and financial thugs
Of the crusader. Samson exposes the plot
and thrashes the conspirators.
CHAPTER xII-Samson is advised by
his teachers to turn to portrait painting
Drennie commissions him to paint her
portrait. Sally goes to school Samson
goes to Paris to study Drennie finds in
his studio pictured evidence Of his loyalty
to Sally.
CHAPTER XIII-Tamarack kills Jim
Asberry, Is surrendered to the militia and
shot from ambush by Holman. The
feud is on again and the law helpless in
the face of murder. Sally sends for Sam
son.
she said. Then, suddenly, she added.
Importantly: Il wear shoes and stock
ings now, and I've been to school lit
tie. I'm awfully-awfully ignorant,
Samson, but I've started, and l reckon
you can teach me-"
His voice choked Then, her hands
strayed up, and clasped themselves
about his head.
ooh, Samson" she cried, as though
someone had struck her, you've cut
yore ha'r."
at will grow again." he laughed.
But he wished that he had not. had to
make that excuse. Then, being hon.
est, he told her all about Adrienne Les
cott-even about how, after he be-
lieved that he had been outcast by his
uncle and herself, he had had his mo-
ments of doubt Now that it was all so
clear, now that there could never be
doubt, he wanted the woman who had
been so true a friend to know the girl |
whom he loved. He loved them both, |
but was in love with only one. He |
wanted to present to Sally the friend !
who had made him, and to the friend |
who had made him the Sally of whom
he was proud. He wanted to tell
Adrienne that now he could answer
her question-that each of them meant
to the other exactly the same thing; |
they were friends of the rarer sort,
who had for little time been in dan
ger of mistaking their comradeship for
passion.
AS they talked, sitting on the stile,
Sally held the rife across her knees.
Except for their own voices and the
soft chorus of night sounds, the hills
were wrapped in silence-a silence as
soft as velvet. Suddenly, in a pause,
there came to the girls ears the crack
ing of twig in the woods. With the
Did, instructive training of the noun
tains she leaped noiselessly down, and
for an instant stood listening with
intent ears. Then, in low, tense
as she thrust the gun into
he mans hands, she cautioned:
cit out of sight Maybe they've
lone found out we've come back
maybe they're trailin' vel"
With an instant shock she remem-
)ered what mission had brought him
pack, and what was his peril; and he,
90, for whom the happiness of the
had swallowed up other
Kings, came back to a recognition of
acts. Dropping into the old wood.
raft, he melted out of sight into the I
hadow, thrusting the girl behind him,
md crouched against the fence, throw ,
ng the rifle forward and peering into
he shadows. AS he stood there, bal
.ncing the gun once more in his
lands, old instincts began to stir, old
'attle hunger to rise, and old realiza-
ions of primitive things to assault
i'm. Then, when they had waited {
With bated breath until they were both '
eassured, he rose and swung the
took to his shoulder several times
With something like sigh of con. I
eminent, he said half to himself:
Hit feels mighty natural ter throw
his old ritie-gun up. l reckon maybe
kin still shoot hit" I
II learned some things down there
t school, Samson" said the girl, slow. t
?, land wish-I wish you didn't have
D use this"
Jim Asberry is dead" said the man
ravely. Q
YES" she echoed, "Jim Asberry's t
cad" She stopped there. Yet, her {
ign completed the sentence as though n
he had added. "but he was only one of S
eyeral Your VOW went farther" b