Tombstone epitaph., 1917-01-14
CHAPTER VIII.

As days grew into weeks Bad Anse Havey heard nothing of the establish Ing of school at the head of Tribula- don. though all the gossip of the coun- tryside which might interest @ dicta- tor filtered through the valleys to his house.
 He smiled . little over the copy of Plutarch's s Lives" which was the com panion of his leisure moments. and held his counsel. While he thought of Juanita herself with a resentment which sprang from hurt pride. he felt for her. as a menace to his power. only contempt
 But Juanita's resolve had in no wise weakened. She had seen that her original ideas had all been chaotic and born Of ignorance. so she occupied her self, like a good and patient general. in pulling all the pins out of her little war map and drafting a completely new plan of campaign.
 With Good Anse Talbott she lode up dwindling watercourses to the novels of the "branch-water folks and across hills wheresoever the cry of sickness or distress called him. and since his introduction was an open sesa oe. she found welcomes where she wenl
 And soon this figure, that walked with an almost lyric grace, yet with a boyish strength and litheness. besaine familiar along the roads and trails.
 Instead of asking. Who thought thet be?" mountaineers nodded and said "Thet's her" and some women added. God bless thet child"
 She had been into many gloomy cabins that repelled the brightness of the summer sun, and she had been more like sunlight than anything that had ever come through their narrow doors before.
 She sometimes rode over to the cabin of Fletch McNash and brought little Dawn back with her to spend a day or two The "furrin" girl and the mountain girl wandered together in the woods, and Dawn's diffidence gave way and her adoration grew. Twice Juanita found another visitor at the McNash cabin-Bad Anse Havey. He  nod, like that of an Indian chief, and ehe gave him in return slight incli- hation of her head. accompanied by a glance of starry contempt in her violet eyes. Yet. in the attitude of the noun taineers to the man, she saw such hero-worship as might have been ac- corded to some democratic young monarch walking freely among his subjects
 Once Fletch said: "Ma'am, how's yore school a-comin' on? Air ye git fin things started ter suit yer
 Juanita flushed.
 Not yet" she answered. I'm try ing to get acquainted first. When do start, hope to make up for lost time"
 .T reckon thet school will be right rood thing over thar; don't ye Tow 70. Anse?" F1etch's good-natured density had not recognized the hos tlity between his two guests.
 Anse laughed quietly.
 -I reckon" he said. 50 long as the lady just keeps on sayin' not yet thar won't be no harm done don't guar rel with dreams"
 The lady flushed. and a hot retort rose to her lips. but she only smiled.
 I'm biding my time. Fetch" she assured him My dream will come true"
 But for this dreams fulfillment she must have land. There must be dormi tories for boys and girls. and play grounds where muscles and brains grown slow from heavy harness. could be ouickened She fancied herself listening to the laughter of children vbo had not before learned to laugh
 But as she made inquiries of land holders whom a price might tempt tt .eIl. she was met everywhere with ; reserve which puzzled her until bare footed and slouching farmer gave hel . cue to it's cause.
 This man rubbed his brown toe il the dust and spoke in lowered voice
 T don't mind tellin re thet I'd b n,umb wfIlin' ter sell out an move. HIs eyes shone greedily as he added ..Fer q fair igger. but I moughtnt lv ger move ef l sold out"
 -What do you mean?" she asked much puzzled-
 wall wouldn't hardly like ter he s>s. tr.ysJ back ter Bad Anse. but Tv