The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1919-06-05
BY
IRVING BACHELLER
Copyright By irving Bachelierl

CHAPTER xv-contlnued.
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"where ye goin'3"
~Up to the Van Heusen place.
"Where do ye hail from?"
sCobleskill."
-On business for Judge westbrookr
YES"
sWrits to server"
sYes," answered with no thought
4 my imprudence
"Say, young man, by hokey nettie
advise you to turn right around and
70 back"
"Whyr
s'Cause II ye try to serve any writs
Te7l git into trouble"
That's interesting" answered. "
am net seeking a quarrel. but do
want to see how the people feel about
The payment Of their rents"
"Say mister. look down into that val
ley there" the stranger began. "See
al them hOuses-they're the little
aouses O. the poor. See how smooth
the land Is? Who built them houses?
Who cleaned that land? Was It Mr..
Livingstonf By hokey nettie 1 guess
not. The men who live there built the
houses an cleaned the land. We amt
got nothin' else-not a dollari It's all
gone to the landlord. l am for the
men who made every rod O. that land
an who own not single rod Of 1t.
Years an years ago king gave 1t to
a man who never cut one tree or laid
one stone on another. The deeds say
that we must pay a rent o. SO many
bushels o. wheat year but the land Is
NO good for wheat, an amt been for
hundred years. Why, ye see, mis-
ter. good many things have happened
In three hundred years. The land was
willin' to give wheat then an a good
many folks was willin' to be slaves. BY
hokey nettie! they had got used to 1t.
Kings an magistrates an slavery
didn't look SO bad to 'em as they do
now. Our brains have changed-that's
what's the matter-same MS the soil
has changed. We want to be free like
other folks in this country. America
has erowed up around us but here we
are Twin back in old Holland three
hundred years ago. 1t don't set good.
We see lots O. people that don't have
to be slaves. They own their land an
they amt worked any harder than we
have or been any more savin,. That's
why say we can't pay the. rents no
more an ye mustn't try to make us.
BY hokey nettiel You'll have trouble
If We do"
The truth had flashed upon me out
Of the words Of this simple man. Un.
I'll then had heard only one side of
the case. II I were to be the servant
Of justice. as Mr.. Wright had advised,
what was to do7 These tenants had
been Grimshawed and were being
Grimshawed out of the Just fruits of
their toll by the feudal chief whose
remote ancestor had been kings fa-
vcrite. For half moment I watched
the wavering needle of my compass
and then:
"If what You say is true think you
are right" I said.
II don't agree with you," said young
Latour. "The PATRONS have a clear
title to this land. II the tenants don't
want to pay the rents they ought to
get out and make way for Others"
Look here, young man. my name Is
Josiah Curtis" said the stranger. NJ
live in the first house on the right.
hand side o. the road. You NAV tell
the Judge that I won't pay rent no
more-not as long as I live-and !
won't git ont. either"
"Mr. Latour. you and Purvis may 90
on slowly-rn overtake you soon." /
They went on and left me alone with
Curtis. He was getting excited and
wished to allay his fears.
'Don't let him try to serve No writs
or therell be hell to pay in this val.
ley" said Curtis.
I'm that case shall not try to serve
the wsits. don't want to stir up the
neighborhood. but / want to know the
facts. shall try to see other tenants
and report what they say. It may lead
to settlement"
We went on together to the top of
the kill near which we had been stand
Ing. Far ahead saw a cloud of dust
but no signs Of Latour and Purvis.
They must have spurred their horses
into run. The fear came to me that
Latour would try to serve the writs in
spite Of me. They were in his pocket.
What a fool had been not to call for
them. Ny companion saw the look Of
concern in my face.
Il don't like that young feller," said
Curtis. "He's In fer trouble"
He ran toward his house, which was
cnly few rods beyond us, while
started on In pursuit of the two men
at top speed. Before my horse had
taken dozen Jumps I heard a horn
blowing behind me and its echo in the
hills. Within half moment a dozen
horns were sounding In the valleys
around me. What contrast to the
quiet In which we had been riding was
this pandemonium which had broken