Tombstone epitaph., 1917-02-11

 solve and for the first time came through the gate of the school. She saw him come with a pleased little sense of having broken down his re- serve and a feeling of feminine vic tory.
 A moment later the mountaineer was standing on the steps and shaking hands with Roger Malcolm. whom he greeted briefly and with mountain re- serve
 "I was down at Peril with a couple of teams" he said. turning to Juanita. "an' l found a lot of boxes at the sta ! ton for ye. l lowed yeaidn't hardly have any teams handy, so I fetched 'em back to my house. I'll send them I'd ride over tonight an tell ye."
 She had been wondering how. at a time of mired roads. she was to have those books. which she would soon need. brought across the ridge. Now he had solved the problem for her. Anse Havey stood leaning against a porch post his broad shoulders and | moonlight as he studied the Philadel phian. Suddenly he asked abruptly:
 Have ye found anything that inter ests ye in the coal an timber line?" Roger Malcolm glanced up and knocked the ash from his pipe against the rail of the porch. He had not sus | pected that his rambles about the hills with set of maps and a geologists hammer had been noted. But he showed no surprise as he an swered with perfect frankness: Yes and no. came primarily to see how Miss Holland was progressing with 1 her work It's true l have thought something of investing in mountain resources. but that lies in the future"
 Havey nodded and said quietly: T hope ye decides to invest elsewhere. |"
 '.So far as casual inspection shows. this country looks pretty good to me" reioiued Malcolm easily. ''l may buy provided. of course. the price is right"
 This country's mighty pore" said the head of the Haveys slowly. About all 1t can raise is little corn an a heap of hell, but down underneath the rocks there's wealth"
 Then the man who can unlock the hills and get 1t out ought to be wei come as a benefactor, ought he not?" inquked the Fastener with a smile.
 He won't be-" was the short re- sponse.
 Why"
 "The men from outside always aim to get the benefit of that wealth an then to move us oil our mountains. an there aint- nowheres else on earth a mountain man can live. Developin' seems pretty much like plunderin' to us. We gen'rally ask benefactors like that to go away"
 And do they usually go?" | "No; not usually. They always goes"
 Do you expect me to believe that, Mir Havey?" Queried Malcolm. still smiling.
 T don't neither ask ye to believe it nor to disbelieve it," was the cool re. toinder. I'm just tellin' it to ye. that's all"
 Malcolm reflled his pipe and offered the tobacco pouch to Havey. Anse shook his head with a curt Much obleeged," and the visitor said casual ly: Well, we needn't have any argu' mert on that score yet. Mir. Hayey. My activities, if they eventuate, belong to the future. and when that time comes perhaps we shall be able to agree after all"
 T reckon we won't hardly agree on TO proposition for despoilin' my peo pie, Mir. Malcolm"
 Then we can disagree. when the time comes," remarked the other man with a trace of tartness in his voice.
 Then ye don't aim to develop us just now?"
 Malcolm shook his head. the glow ol his pipe bowl for a moment lighting up a face upon which fingered an amused smile.
 Not this time. Another time. per haps"
 "All right. then" Havey's voice car rfed a very masked and courteous but very unmistakable warning When ever yet get good an ready-we1l ar gae that"
 He bowed to the girl and turned into the path which led down to the gate