Tombstone epitaph., 1917-02-04
CHAPTER xlv-continued.

Again Jeb's face had become ashen and his muscles were twitching. Anse laid hand on his shoulder. but the boy terked 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 b1ongs ter mel"
 No. ain't goin' to tell ye his name just yet, Jeb." Anse calmly announced. He ain't in these parts now. He's left the mountains, an 1t wouldn't do ye much good to know his name-yet Two days after he comes back I'll tell ye all ye wants to know, an l won't try ter hinder ye, but ye must let the children stay over there at the school. Dawn's hearts set on 1t, an 1t wouldn't be fair to break her heart"
 The boy stood trembling in wrath and indecision. Finally his voice came dubiously. 'Ye done give mefyore hand once before thet es soon es ye knowed ye'd tell mean ye lied ter me"
 Anse Havey shook his head with un- ruffled patience.
 No l didn't lie to ye. son. l wasn't sure till after he left. l aint 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. m give ye my hand" he said.
 When he left the room Juanita rose from her chair
 There Is no way to thank you. Mir Havey" she said with touch of diff dence. 'I don't believe that two wrongs ever made one right. l don't believe that you can win out to law by law lessness. But l do believe you are sincere, and ] know that you're a man"
 And. for my part" he answered slowly. '1 think ye're just tryin' to grow an oak tree in @ flower pot. an 1t can't be done. 1 think that all ye can do is to breed discontent-an' in these hills discomfort Is dangerous. But I ain't hinderin' your school an I don't Tow to. Yell find out for your self that it's failure an quit at your own behest.'
 T shant quit" she assured him. but this time she smiled as she said 1t. "I am going ahead. and in the end l am going to undermine the regime of feud and illiteracy; that is, and others like me. But can't we fight the thing out as If 1t were a clean game? Can't we be friendly adversaries? You've been very generous. and I've been a bigoted little fool. but can't you forgive me and be friends?"
 He straightened and his face hard ened again, and slowly he shook his bead. His voice was very grave and uncompromising. though without dis courtesy. I'm afraid it's little too late for that"
 Juanita slowly drew back the hand she had extended and her cheeks flushed crimson. It was the first time in her life that she had made an un- solicited proffer of friendship-and it had been rebufed.
 -Oh," she murmured in a dazed, hurt voice in which was no anger. Then sne smlieo- Then tnere notu- ing else to say. except to thank you a thousand times"
 "Ye needn't have no uneasiness about my tryin' to hinder ye." he as eured her slowly. T aint your enc my an l ain't your friend I'm just lookin' on. an I don't have no faith fin your success"
 Don't you feel that changes must come?" she questioned little timidly. ~They have come everywhere else"
 -They will come" His voice again rose vehemently. But they'll be made my way-our way. not yours These hills sha'nt always be . reproach to the state or Kentucky. They're goin eo be ber pride some day"
 -Thst's alI!" acclaimed the giyi