Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1916-02-25
CHAPTER XIv-continued.

Again jobs face had become ashen
and his muscles were twitching. Anse
laid a 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 b'longs ter
mel"
mo, / amt goin' to tell ye his name
just yet, Jeb," Anse calmly announced.
"He amt 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
We all We wants to know, an I won't
try ter hinder We, but ye must let the
children stay over there at the school.
Dawn's hearts set on 1t, an it wouldn't
be fair to break her heart"
The boy stood trembling in wrath
and i~ndecision. Finally his voice came
obviously. Eye done give me yore
hand once before tibet es O es We
knowed ye'd tell mean ye lied ter
me-"
Anse Havey shook his head with I'm.
rufled patience.
mo, l didn't lie to We, son. l wasn't
sure till after he left. I amt never
lied to no man."
A long silence fell on the room.
Through the open window came the
silvery call Of a quail in some distant
thicket. After a while the boy raised
his head and nodded. "I1l give We
my hand" he said.
When he left the room Juanita rose
from her chair.
There is no way to thank you. Mr..
Havey," she said with a touch of diff.
dence. Il don't believe that two wrongs
ever made one right. l don't believe
that you car win out to law by law.
.lessness. But l do believe you are
sincere, and I know that you're q
man."
And, for my part" he answered
slowly, Il think ye're just tryin' to
grow an oak tree in a flower pot, an
it can't be done. l think that all ye
can do is to breed discontent-an' in
these hills discomfort is dangerous
But l amt hinderin' your school an
don't low to. Yell find out for your
self that it's a failure an quit at YOU
own behest."
Il shan't quit" she assured him, bu'
this time she smiled as she said 1t
81 am going ahead, and In the end
am going to undermine the regime o
feud and illiteracy; that is, l ant
Others like me. But can't we fight tn
thing out as II 1t were a clean game
Can't we be friendly a~dversaries
You've been very generous. and w
been a bigoted little fool, but can't yol
forgive me and be friends?"
He Strengthened and his face hard
ened again, and slowly he shook hi
head. His voice was very grave an
Incorporating, though without dis
courtesy. I'm afraid it's a little to-
late for that"
Juanita slowly drew back the han
she had extended and her cheek
flushed crimson. 1t was the first tim
in her life that she had made an III
solicited prefer OF friendship-and
had been rebuffed.
"Oh!" she murmured in a dazet
hurt voice in which was no ange
Then she smiled. Then there's notl
ing else to say, except to thank you
thousand times"
"Yc needn't have no uneasines
about my tryin' to hinder ye," he a
sured her slowly. II amt your en-
my an | amt your friend. I'm ju,
lookin' on. an l don't have no fat
in your success"
Don't you feel that changes mu
Gomez" she questioned a little timidl
"They have come everywhere else."
They will come" His voice aga.
rose vehemently. But they'll be mat
my way-our way. not yours. The
hills sha'n't always be a reproach
the state of Kentucky. They're goi
TO be her pride some day"
That's ALI" exclaimed the gil