Mountain advocate. (Barbourville, Ky.) 1904-1935, 1916-02-11

lust.
The crushed flower on her bosom
rose and fell under Q violent tempest
of passion. The skirt Of her evening
gown had been torn In her effort to
carry him. Somehow one silk stock
ing was snagsed above her slipper
His blood redeemed her white arms
and bosom. She drew q deep breath
and clsnohsd her hands. The dis
ciple Of peace was gone, and there
stood there in It's stead the hot
breathsd incarnation Of some valkyr
lowering over the din of battle and
urging on the fight.
Yet her voice was colder and stead.
Ter than he had ever heard II. She
pointed to the door.
Get you!" she exclaimed scorn.
fully. mo man but Havey crosses
that threshold while ! live. I'm Ha-
vey now and we live or die together.
Get you'll" Her voice broke. with
wild laugh. Let them GOMEZ"
No bitterly bred daughter of the
hills was ever so completely the
mountain woman as this transformed
and reborn girl of the cultured East.
She moved about the place with
steady, indomitable energy. With
strength borrowed of the need, she
upset the great oaken table and bar.
ricaded the door, laughing as she
heard the clatter of pedagogic vol.
h. Nv
Martyrs" fell at her feet, and she
kicked it viciously to one side.
She went and stood before her rack
of guns, and her lips curled as she
caught up a heavy-calibered repeater
with all the fierce desire of a drunkard
for his drink. She stood there loading
rifles and setting them in an orderly
line against the wall She devastated
her altar OF peace with the untamed
JOY of barbarian sacking temple.
Then she turned and saw in the
mans eyes a wild glow of admiration
that burned above his fever, and she
said to him once more, Now let EN-
come"
He shook his head, but strangely
Tough her love and awakened feroc-
i,y had strengthened and quickened
him like brandy, and he pleaded;
Drag me over where l can get just
one shot"
Then Juanita blew out the lamp and
stood silent In the hush that comes
before dawn. She did not have to
wait long, for soon she heard hoof-
beats In the road, and they stopped
just at the turn.
Hello, stranger" she shouted, and
II took all her strength to command
her voice Halt where you are
There was an instant's silence in
the first misty gray that was bringing
the yelled sunrise.
A stified murmur Of voices came
from the road, and she caught the
words, Hes in thar all right"
moment later someone called out sui
lenly from the shadows:
We gives ye three minutes ter
leave thet house. We're a-comin' in,
an we'd rather not ter harm ye. Git
out quick"
Eye can't save me, dearest. It's
TOO late. For Gods sake, 60 out"
pleaded Anse Havey tensely.
Her answer was to cry out into the
dawn in a voice that could not be mis-
understood, "Anse Havey's in here.
Come and get him." and for added en-
phasis she crouched behind the over,
turned table and fred random shot
out toward the voice that had offered
Ter amnesty.
from the earlier happenings of the
evening the men out there knew that
the school property was empty save
for the nan and the girl, and they
knew that the man was terribly wound
ed.
Their peering eyes, in the dim gray,
could just make out an empty door.
Back Of II was one woman, and they
were five men. Ordinarily they would
have moved slowly, coming up from
several sides, but now every minute
was worth an hour at another time.
1t behooved them. when full daylight
Cdiuc, w uc well away iioLh ouiS 'Sii
geance. The obvious demand of the
exigency was to rush the place.
Killing women was, even to them.
distasteful, but they had offered her
immunity. and she had declined.
At a whispered word they started
forward.
They had only fifty yards OF clear
ing to cross, and the girl, crouching
behind the overturned table, Gid not
know how strong their numbers were
She knew only that through every ar
terry ran q white fire of passion and
longing TO avenge. She meant to make
her shrine of disarmament q crater of
death under whose lava no human
life could endure. She remembered
the caution of q man with whom she
had once shot quail: Take your time
when they rise and pick out your
birds" Now Juanita Holland meant
to pick her birds.
She saw figures climbing the fence
In shadowy. almost lmpalpable shapes.
and as the FIRST dropped inside and
started on at q crouching trot she